Fredrica's ch4 p4

You remain a little on edge the rest of the night as you sit at your chair in the security office. You didn’t care what Gary said. You really did owe him for sticking his neck out for you like that. Even then, Mama hadn’t given a yes or a no on the matter, so there you waited. She said she would let you know her decision before the end of your shift, but, since it was only 1 am, that was a potential five hours of anticipation. You suppose the only thing you can do at this point is your job.

The girls had since left Mama’s room to get back to putting on the show. Foxy was in the middle of performing an act. Something jungle themed with lots of rope acrobatics. Despite her punishment, she was as focused and professional as ever, doing several flips in the air and landing flawlessly and mostly naked. You look toward the corner of the dining room.

Those greasy, suited fellows from before are still occupying their booth, but they seem to have grown in number since you last checked on them. There was probably about 7 of them now, the extras spilling into the adjacent booth. They were done with their pizza, but continued to order rounds of wine. They seemed to be watching the robot on stage with a lot of interest. But then again, who in the restaurant wasn’t?

Foxy finishes her act, and one of the men, the oldest looking of them, with salt and pepper hair and a finely trimmed beard, peers at his watch. In almost unison, they stand. The one you assume to be their leader fishes some money out of the breast pocket of his suit and slaps it on the table. You’re not sure how big their bill was, but it appears to be quite a healthy stack of cash. Probably more than your whole paycheck would be. They file out of their booths and head toward the door.

You follow their progress through the building via your cameras. They get to the front doors where Gary is and the whole horde stops. The tall leader looks at him, then he turns, looking directly at your camera. Gary says something in a hushed voice you can’t quite make out. In fact, you’re not sure if it was even in English. The head of the crew nods, and replies. Yes, that definitely was not a language you understood. Your first assumption was Italian. Gary takes the lead and guides them down the hall, the same one you first went down when you first arrived the night before. You switch to the next feed, right outside your office door. It’s dark, but you can make out the tour of men heading down the corridor. You’re a bit relieved when they pass by your room without coming inside. As they walk by you can hear them chatting away, still in a foreign language. You swear you catch the name ‘Bonnie’ in their conversation.

You click to the next camera, backstage. This one is even darker. You see their shadows pass and head deeper into the blackness, no doubt toward Mama’s. None of your other feeds come any closer to her domain. You’re not worried. You know she knows she has visitors. She just… Knows these things.

Before you can mull over the men or their reason for being there any further, you hear soft voice behind you say your name. You whip your head around and see a form standing in the doorway. By her distinctive shape, you can tell who it is. “S-sorry if I scared you…” The bunny apologizes, bowing her body a little. She has something in her arms.

“Bonnie! Please come in!” You say warmly, offering her the wooden chair beside you. She smiles happily and takes a seat, her petticoated skirt puffing out around her like a huge pillow. The bundle in her arms is wrapped in fabric, and about the size of a cantaloupe. “What brings you over here?” You ask, eyes on the thing she’s holding.

“W-well… Mostly… I wanted to thank you for wanting to help with my training. I… I know Mama said not to tell you yet… But she agreed to letting you come and help. Chica said she wants to teach you to do an act too.” She blushes a little, probably thinking about that. You can’t help but feel a bit flushed too. Her hands fidget a little at the thing in her grasp. “And this… Mama said you might get lonely in here all night, so she wanted to give you someone to talk to.” She unwraps the fabric and inside is a small cupcake robot, with large wide eyes and a candle on top. It sort of looks like a cross between a girl and a pastry.

To your shock, as soon as it’s uncovered, it says “SURPRISE!” in a sweet little robotic voice, and looks up at you expectantly with sugary pink irises. Dear god… It’s adorable.

Bonnie explains, “Her name is Carla… She was one of Daddy’s first creations… Before us… Her and her sister were kind of like early versions of the rest of us... She’s very nice and good to talk with! She knows a lot about this whole place and can answer all kinds of questions! Also…” The bunny tilts the cupcake over, making the small robot make a sudden sound of surprise. She gently extracts a cord from under Carla’s cupcake wrapper/dress and plugs in into the main monitor of your security system. “She can help manage your cameras so you can just ask her to switch feeds without having to do it with the controls... Her sister does it for Mama and I know she finds it really helpful..!”

The purple rabbit sets Carla on the desk and the dessertbot wobbles to her stubby feet. “Ah, Bonnie, please warn me before you pull out my cord so suddenly!”

“S-sorry Carla! I was just e-excited to introduce you to M-mike.” She looks genuinely embarrassed, but then again, she always does.

The cupcake smiles serenely, “It’s okay, I know how you feel about him~”

“A-a!” Bonnie squeaks, her cheeks reddening further.

Luckily, it seems the minibot has some tact and doesn’t go into detail. She looks at you. You can hear her little mechanical joints and eyes buzz as she focuses on your face. She curtsies. “It is a pleasure meeting you Mike Schmidt, I’ve heard all about you and I think we’ll make a great security team! You can hold ‘em and I’ll punch!” She does little punching motions. Her size and small voice just make the whole sight heartwarming and ridiculous. You can’t help but laugh. Your appreciation of her comedy seems to please the cupcake, making her grin. You notice her mouth is equipped with sharp little fangs like a vampire. It’s probably best not to question that for now.

The music in the main hall suddenly comes to life and Bonnie hops up. “Oh! I need to get backstage! S-sorry for making this short Mike! I-I’ll see you tomorrow!” She pauses, looking back and forth. You’re about to ask what she’s looking for, but she cuts you off, with her mouth. Your head washes with confusion as you realize her lips are on yours. Time seems to slow to a halt for that moment. You take in the slow-motion-like scene; her big eyes are screwed shut and her cheeks are just glowing hot red. Yours probably are too. Before you can get to really enjoying it, the kiss is over. She squeaks out a “AAAA BYE,” as she runs out the door, involuntarily slamming it behind her. You and Carla both watch as she sprints down the hall, her hands on her cheeks.

You lean back in silence, one of your hands touching at your heated face. Your heart is beating and you can’t even find words if you wanted to. Carla, however, finds them for you. “Oh wow… I didn’t know she’d actually do it when I said she should!”