@fazbearentinc - ❛ don’t worry, i’ve got your back! ❜ -glamrock freddy @ glamrock bonnie (THEM TIME...)
He'd met the boy by chance. Just because this kid was smart, and observant– so much more than all the staff members; this boy —Gregory— he'd noticed there was something different about him, that he wasn't like the other endos, and it'd taken a bit, but it'd clicked in the boy's mind after seeing purple ears painted on an endo on a wall.
"You're Bonnie," the boy'd whispered, and he'd never felt such relief before. He lacked the features and voice box to show it, but he was so happy to be recognized, especially with the way he looked now.
After that, time was a blur, the boy'd slowly began putting him back together. Finding his parts scattered around, his head first, then his torso, the casing for his hands and arms; it was only his legs missing now, the main obstacle to overcome, that and a glitchy voice box that made it hard to speak to Gregory. He could sort of move without the casing for his legs, but his steps were slow, metallic joints shaking, threatening to give in with each step as he leaned onto the nearest wall for support. Gregory was faster, walking ahead and rounding a corner, talking to someone.
"Don't worry, I've got your back!" the voice came like a kick to the gut. No matter how long he'd spent away, there wasn't a single doubt in Bonnie's mind who it belonged to.
"F̸̤͛-Fȑ̸͉è̴̠d̵̗͗d̵̗̉ỷ̴̥?̷̫̂" Bonnie spoke, distorted yet hopeful. "I̶̭͂s̷̳̿ ̷͇̔t̵h̷͙͐a̸̤̐t̷̼̑ ̵̩̿ý̸̫ơ̸̦ȗ̴̞?̸̛̭"
~Distorted text: F-freddy, is that you?~