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

Chapter 21: No Frowns Aloud (Part One)

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It's completely dead outside. There's no wind, the air is thick and everything seems to stand still as if Bonnie's walking through a picture instead of the real world. There are distant sounds of cars and sirens as you would expect from a city but they are far away. Things close by are more similar to an abandoned town, with only echoes of life coming from buildings. Bonnie can't tell whether this is peaceful or unnerving. Still, however, none of this slows his pace. He has a destination and he will get there.

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It's like he's on autopilot mode. He doesn't think about where he's going or even look up from the ground but he still manages to find his way to familiar places. More familiar than usual. With each step, he feels himself getting tenser, constantly quickening and slowing his pace. Should he be doing this? Probably not but his mind is only full of clouded visions so the only thing he can do is hope he doesn't regret it.

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The second he rounds the corner he stops dead in his tracks. A small part of him thought that it wouldn't even be here. How wrong. Here, in front of Bonnie still stands the place of his dreams. The place full of memories and smiles. Here stands Freddy Fazbear's Pizzeria.

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The majority of it is still intact, with only the sign broken, the window smashed and plants growing on it being the major issues. As Bonnie steps closer he notices a little table. It's dirty now but he can still tell it's a tiny memorial of sorts. It shows its age and the fact it's been abandoned by, not only the dirtiness, but the dead, crusty flowers around it and Bonnie's picture on the table. Freddy, Chica, Foxy and Goldie are there as well, all with smiles on their faces like nothing's wrong. It's all ok. It will be ok. Bonnie stares blankly at each picture for a while, the same way he was staring at you beforehand. The same trance and feeling – the only difference being is that he's able to pull himself away from it and move on. Although it takes a lot of mental pushing, Bonnie continues to walk closer to the restaurant, through the car park and to the front door, despite the window being smashed, therefore wide open. There used to be a code lock on the front door but it's long gone now, with the only thing remaining being some small panels that used to hold it up. Bonnie even remembers the code as well. 161815139195. Long and convoluted. It had a meaning, however, since if you translated the numbers to the alphabet it would spell out the word 'Promise'. Bonnie never learnt the full story behind it but he knew it had something to do with Freddy – he picked that code after all. He doesn't even know if he wants the story.

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Eventually, Bonnie pushes the already partially open doors of the restaurant with one, quick shove. They let out an ear-piercing squeak as they slowly creak completely open and once again Bonnie stands idly, gawking at nothing, as if in a trance. Thankfully, it doesn't last long so he's able to continue onward, into the restaurant. The cold, empty restaurant.

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It's such an odd feeling, walking through the entrance hall to the main area. A place that was filled with so much life and energy now sits in complete silence with the only sort of life remaining being memories. There would be a sort of bittersweet feeling if it wasn't for the anger in Bonnie. Across almost every wall is ugly graffiti, scribbles, and obvious signs of destruction. Most of the writings are cursing his friends and saying how it's good they're dead, as well as praising the human race as if there was a war going on. There are a couple of random ones as well, such as people's numbers scribbled on the walls, promising sex if you call it, which just seems stupid as this place has been abandoned for ten years. It's empty. That does make Bonnie wonder, however, what would happen if he bumped into someone here – whether it be a homeless person or some teenagers dicking around. Does he have the right to kick them out anymore? Probably not but hopefully he'll never have to find out. It doesn't feel like there's anybody in the building. Every inch is full of cold, stiff air, never having seen any life for ages. The building makes loud creaks with just Bonnie inside so if there was anyone else he would know. Hopefully.

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As Bonnie walks through the entrance hall and into the main part of the building, he takes notes on the number of memories flashing in his mind. It seems abnormal to be getting as many as he is as even small, insignificant, ones that were deep in the back of his head are resurfacing. It's kind of nice but when they start evolving into fully-fledged flashbacks, that's when Bonnie starts to have a problem. Every time he stops moving and looks out into the room, he just imagines what life used to be like. Before all the tables, chairs, lights, and posters were all covered in dust and dirt. Broken and damaged. Left to rot. Hell, there's even a hole in the roof, letting soft moonlight in, just to make the fact that Bonnie's life will never be the same even more painful than it already is. So many smiles lost. Every performance he's ever done is now worthless. That sinks deeper and deeper into his mind as he stands in the middle of this stage. He remembers how many times Freddy and Chica would say they were proud of him as if they were parents, how many times Foxy would mess around with him as if he were a brother. To Bonnie, they were just that. Family. A family he loves and cherishes. A family that is now dead.

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Slowly, Bonnie looks to the staff-only door. Through that door and down the stairs is the place everyone called home. Is he ready to see that? Even now, merely standing where so many memories took place, he's crying. Oil runs down his cheeks with no restraint and yet he doesn't feel them. He's not sobbing or rubbing his eyes, he's merely standing there, letting them go. There's no point in crying. They're all dead. They died in so much pain and despair without even a second chance. He never got to say goodbye. He never got to say how much they all meant to him. He'll never be able to see them again. They. Are. Dead.

Just like he used to be.

MMMmmmm. We get the basement next which is going to be wonderful.

Also, guess who's back! To make up for my hiatus, instead of having a single chapter, you get one big one split into two. And I know I said that my leaving wasn't because I was loosing the will to write the stories - which was true...at that time. Now, however, I'm struggling to write them as I really want them to be done already so I can move on. I know how annoying it is when a story gets abandoned suddenly in the middle so I was thinking to just write the endings then summarized what I had planned for the in between but that seems really tacky so what I'm going to do is reduce the upload speed a bit. So it'll be every other week instead of every single week. So I've uploaded today, skip next week, then the week after that will be another.

I know I've already lost a whole bunch of you and am going to loose more by doing this but I just want the stories done without dying in the process so you all have my sincere apologies for this.

If you have any questions feel free to ask.