Fredrica's ch3 pt7

You nearly jump when you hear the door creak open. Your mind had gone amuck with memories of mafia movies and documentaries you had seen over the years. Gary pokes his head into the room. He grins a little, “There ya are kid, it’s been hours! I thought maybe you got lost or fell asleep or somethin.” He looks around at all the costume pieces strewn around the table and his toothy grin widens, “So I see Bonnie roped ya into helping her. She’s never been able to get a guy to do that before.”

“Yeah,” You reply, “It’s actually… kinda fun.” The pudgy suited man comes over and takes a seat sloppily in the chair the bunny had been occupying.

“Ya really know how to lay on the charms,” He says with a laugh. You’re not sure if he’s being honest or sarcastic. Maybe it’s a good entry point to get some thoughts off the top of your head. You clear your throat a little, shuffling awkwardly in your chair to face the man beside you.

“Gary… Is it uh, normal, you know.. The girls having relationships..?” He gives you a weird look, then snickers.

“Of course it is! I’m not sure what ya saw, but yeah, they have all sorts a juicy interactions with each other. ESPECIALLY Chica n Foxy. They’re in a bit of a tiff right now, but it happens from time ta time. They always end up back together within a week er so, then ya can’t pull em off one another.” That was… surprising, but not weird, you guessed? However it wasn’t the answer you were looking for.

You shift again. “A-actually I was wondering if it was okay for them to see… People, I mean like, HUMAN people?”

The little man’s eyebrows raise and he grins like the cat that ate the canary, “Aaaaaah, I see what you’re askin,” Before you can say anything to try to dispel whatever conclusions he jumped to, he speaks. “It ain’t against policy or nothin, believe me, I know. So long as she likes ya and ya don’t do anything fuckin creepy or damagin with her, then yeah, there’s no rules.” He nudges you with his elbow and gets close, whispering, “Buuut, it might be best ta take it slow with Bonnie. She’s got an unpleasant history with creeps, and she won’t move into any kinda serious relationship without Mama Bear and Sugar Daddy’s blessings.”

As you let what he said absorb into your brain, the door swings open, Bonnie coming in excitedly, “Mike! Oh, and Gary! Look! Look how it looks on her!” The bunnybot steps aside and Chica walks into the room, dressed in the outfit the two of you had made together.

“How’d ya like it, boys?” Chica says, turning and showing the whole thing off.

“Stunning!” You say with a little too much enthusiasm.

She smiles at you. “Now how about ya get a gander at the rest of it?” the chicken coos, grabbing for the zipper.

Gary interrupts. “Hey now, save the surprise for the act tonight. I’m sure he’d like it even better with the proper lightin and music.” She thinks for a moment, then agrees, setting her arm back at her side. “Well at least he ain’t got too long to wait.” It suddenly hits you how long you’ve been there. You glance down at your watch. It’s already nearing 10 pm.

Gary’s the first to stand up, and he pats you on the back, “It’s about time for the girls to get ready for tonight’s show. C’mon, we can grab another drink before yer shift starts.” You nod and get up, following him toward the door. Suddenly you’re stopped by arms around you.

Bonnie snuggles against your shoulder, her eyes closed and her little mouth in a smile. You can hear the faint whirr of gears inside of her. “Have a good night Mike! And thanks for all the help!” she hums. Chica tisks at this.

“Ya know he’s still gonna be here all night, right Bunbuns?” She lets go of you.

“Ah, y-yeah. Sorry, I’ll see you more tonight then!” Bonnie corrects herself.

Gary pulls you along, and the purple animatronic says goodbye again before you close the door.

The stubby man turns and looks at you with his usual smirk, “You best treat that girl right.” He says before heading back toward the bar. You don’t answer, but you follow, touching a hand to your rather warm cheek.