Vibrations

	Mike had gotten accommodated to his workplace. The robots seemed friendly enough, they minded their own business and he minded his. He took a sip of coffee from his thermos that they would occasionally come by and refill as an employee courtesy. Sitting in the chair he felt sore, and that's when Bonnie came in.

"Good morning Michael" Bonnie addressed in a monotonous, robotic tone.
Mike simply shrugged in response.
"Are you unwell?"
He rubbed and pressed against his right shoulder, trying to ease the tension it had gained over time.
"I do have multiple vibration functions, seven specifically."

	Mike, with an eyebrow raised, slowly nodded and turned around in his chair. The desk was too messy and he didn't feel like cleaning it back up afterward. Bonnie's faux-furred hands began to vibrate and ease the tension in his shoulders. It felt like heaven, alternating through the modes of vibration.

"Do you remember how I mentioned there were seven vibration modes?"
Mike grunted in response.
"I lied."

	Bonnie's hands were cranked up to 11, the vibrations meant for scraping industrial-grade metal clean was now being used on Mike's flesh. His shirt could be heard tearing into shreds and then his screams and shrieks were heard next.

"Don't worry Michael, pain is a part of the relief and pleasure of a proper massage."

	It wasn't before long that Mike's skin, muscle tissue, even bones were scattered across the floor and walls. It wouldn't be long for Bonnie to pick up the pieces and stuff them into the Freddy suit either, another masterful ruse completed.

"Gullible guards~" Bonnie chimed, breaking their monotonous tone.