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

A whole day ruined in an instant. This day was supposed to be for Bonnie and you to spend some much-needed time together but now the uneasy, cold feeling is back. It was just starting to look up. Bonnie can't rip his mind away from the sight of that animatronic and the look they had in their eye, full of twisted insanity. The way they yelled out to him, saying he'll be next in that position with no hesitation in their voice. It makes it seem like it's inevitable Bonnie's pureness will be tainted. Maybe that's true. He holds his head up with one hand as he makes circles with his finger on the arm of the velvet couch, listening in to the conversation you're having with your dad in another room. You're explaining what happened and he's talking like this is normal, only concerned that Bonnie will end up like that – but not worried in a good way. The file that Montal gave to you that has all the information sits on the coffee table in front of Bonnie, yet to be read. It has what he's looking for, regarding what happened earlier, but does he really want to know it? The bold letters coloured in red are making him want to, as if he's running out of time to do so.

"Don't say that," you say while walking into the living room.

You huff, shaking your head as the sound of your dad stomping off echoes slightly against all the riches. Bonnie focuses on your face as you walk around him and sit down beside him.

"Have you read the file yet?" you ask.

"No."

You lean forward and drag it off the table to set it on your leg closest to Bonnie. You flip through all the pages until you reach the last bunch, in which you then move the file onto his lap. Bonnie stares down at the bold lettered title of the chapter as you rest your head on his shoulder, closing your eyes. Slowly, he turns the page.

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After monitoring over one thousand cases of Fatal Insanity, there has been a small number of instances where the infected will become unstable, mentally, to dangerous levels. 30% of animatronics end up like this. We have found that this mental breakdown is often linked to what happens to the recipient during the three-week transformation (see chpt: 2 pp: 45) mainly referring to the psychological rather than physical. If high levels of stress, pressure, hurt – both emotional and physical. etc. are experienced then the chance of this instability will increase dramatically so it is always recommended by us for animatronics to try their best to avoid situations that could result in these emotions or reactions. If these are somehow unavoidable, then the transition is usually very quick – sometimes even instant – so it's important to monitor potential symptoms as soon as the animatronic is infected since the consequence is currently either extremely difficult to fix or completely irreversible, depending on how severe the stage is when getting treatment.

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Bonnie stops reading as he gets the point, skipping over all the pages until the very last one where a note at the very end catches his attention.

IMPORTANT NOTE: If you think that you or someone you know is at risk of falling into this madness, bring them to us as soon as possible to get treatment since if it is left unattended for too long, they might be susceptible to an outburst that could result in them being taken away by authorities to a mental hospital which – unfortunately – does not give proper treatment, leading to complete, irreversible insanity. Do not take chances.

Bonnie stares blankly as he thinks about the animatronic earlier today. That wasn't the first time that they had an outburst, that was the last, out of many. Judging by the muzzle, body position of a straitjacket, and overall craziness, they were one of the instances where they weren't given treatment and so were left to descend into what resulted in their death. Bonnie closes the file, not bothering to read the parts he skipped over. He understands what happened now so there's no need to keep reading. Not now at least. He looks down at you next to him, in the same position, and sees you're either asleep or on the verge of doing so. Lost in some sort of trance, he doesn't wake you but instead just sits there, staring at the file still in his lap while the common noise of a clock ticking constantly fades in and out. You mumble and move slightly, sliding down Bonnie's arm, but he still doesn't snap out of his daydreaming. He merely sits with his elbow on the arm of the chair to hold his head up with unfocused vision.