Virus (Sequel To 'A Malfunction?')(Bonnie x Reader)

Chapter 1: Morning, Sleepyhead

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He moves the stick out in front of him and takes a step forward, gripping onto it like he's clinging for his life before he eventually starts to walk. Bonnie wanders around in between piles of garbage on the only bit of ground available with his mind racing as he still doesn't know or understand what's going on. The burning sun doesn't help. After what felt like hours and hours of walking, Bonnie finds a metal fence of some sort; the boundaries of this dump to keep all the garbage in, even though some of it has slipped through the grates and into the outside. It's tall, to the point that Bonnie will never climb it in the condition he's in right now, and because of the giant spikes at the top to make sure nobody sneaks in or out. He grabs the fence and stares at everything on the other side – which is basically nothing – just a barren desert of some sort, which makes some sense because nobody wants a dump nearby their homes. Bonnie starts to walk again, one hand on the fence and the other using the stick, to try and see if he can find the entrance of the place, hoping he isn't on the complete opposite side of it. He stares at the floor as he wanders. He walks and walks and walks until he grips onto the fence to stop himself from taking another step forward since a giant puddle came into view. Still a bit hydrophobic, I see? Foxy would always say that to him when he hesitated or flat-out refused to go near water. It wasn't a serious fear because he could sit at a window and watch the rain, sit at the beach or pool just fine, but getting into that pool, ocean or rain was the hard part. Even after they got that fixed so he became fully 'waterproof' and could jump into any sort of water without any problem, it was still hard for him. Not impossible, because his boyfriend urge to be in a pool with you was stronger than the fear but it was still a slow process. Just thinking of what would happen if that waterproofness broke and he was in some water. He would be dead. Everyone else was fine. Freddy, Chica, Foxy, Golden Freddy. They didn't care about the water since they started out as waterproof and didn't have to go through a bunch of terrifying water tests. Bonnie closes his eyes as he steps through the puddle since there is no way he's going to be able to jump over it and there's no room to go around. He's fine.

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As he continues to walk, he realises that he's not sick. Well, not in the way he was before he ended up here. He had to go to hospital – since hospitals started to have areas just specialised for animatronics due to the dramatic increase in their population – because something was seriously wrong with him and he had collapsed, then woke up in hospital. It wasn't just 'getting sick', there was something seriously wrong but now it's seemingly gone. Maybe his body managed to fight it off while he was asleep for...hopefully not five years. It doesn't matter now. Just keep walking. Bonnie envies Freddy sometimes since he never had any issues with anything. Nothing broke, nothing glitched, he never got sick, no nothing. Bonnie always got all the problems, but that doesn't matter now. Nothing matters right now besides finding a way out of this place. He keeps walking like he's been doing for ages as the sun beats down on him mercilessly and his pace starts to slow down, making his joints strain even more. He imagines you in front of him as a way to motivate himself to keep moving forward since he hasn't even found anything to point him in the right direction so it would be hopeless to fall now but...things are really starting to hurt. His legs shake and creak as they want so badly to stop working so they can just rest. When Bonnie reaches a corner of the fence he gives in and plummets to the dirt floor, cursing himself as he does. Why couldn't he keep going? He grunts and shakes his head. He has to keep going. While still holding onto the stick since it's become a ray of hope for some reason, he starts to drag himself across the floor, using the entirety of his arms to do so and grunting with each movement. He's already accepted his clothes are long gone past saving and that he's going to have to have a ten-hour-long bath after all this. Hopefully, he'll be able to. What if he never finds civilization after getting out of the dump?

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Bonnie stops dead in his tracks. He hears a noise. An engine of some sort. Shaking out of desperation, he turns to his right and starts to climb one of the piles of garbage. He gets to the top quite quickly – at the cost of nearly crying from pain and the taste of help – so he looks to where the sound is coming from. It's a garbage truck. It just dumped a bunch of rubbish into one of the many piles.

"Hey!" Bonnie calls out, hoping someone either in or around that truck hears him.

One person does emerge but they're just coming from working the controls to make the truck dump everything and not because they heard Bonnie.

"Hey!!" he repeats.

He starts to stand again as the person gets into the passenger side of the truck but the sudden, aggressive movement is too much for one of his legs and it snaps, sending him tumbling down the pile of garbage. He can hear the sound of the handbrake of the truck being pulled off as he doesn't even care about his now broken leg.

"Wait!!" He stands up, sort of.

The loud music booming out of the truck makes his cries worthless so he just starts to limp run-ish towards the vehicle as the tires of it start to move. A sudden rush of adrenaline gives him a strange power of strength and he yells before jumping towards the truck so he can grab onto a bar, giving himself a ride to civilization, hopefully. Somehow, he manages to do that, so he laughs at the success, sitting on a small platform at the back of the truck with one arm wrapping around the bar – still with his trusty stick – and his other hand gripping the platform. He watches all of the piles of garbage pass by before looking down at his busted leg. He can't feel it even remotely, the same goes for moving it. It's just swaying with the movement of the truck. He'll get that fixed once he gets out of this place, which is hopefully happening right now. The sea of garbage keeps zooming past him as the truck bounces slightly against the uneven terrain and eventually, a gate whips by as they drive out of the dump. Bonnie smiles. The first obstacle has been passed. The sun still beats down on him but he can relax for now so he doesn't care even in the slightest and just watches the dump get smaller and smaller. He has no idea where this truck is going but it has to be better than being alone among piles of garbage. Hopefully, he'll find you, or anyone he knows. Maybe he will, maybe he won't. That's terrifying to think of. He needs you, but right now he's just helpless to this truck and wherever it's going. He can't do anything to choose where to go. He just has to wait for it to stop.

Somewhere...

Ayyy, first chapter. ✧◝(⁰▿⁰)◜✧. Hell yeah we jumped right into it with absolutely nothing making sense. It'll start to make sense soon....maybe.... Until next time!!!