Sitting before William was a pile of tangled metallic wires and tubes, collecting dust and rust after months of sitting there untouched. One green eye was tied within the cords and it stared into nowhere. There was no movement coming from it, not even a twitch or the bare hint of life.

"I said I'd put you back together." he grumbled. "And I never did." William sighed. He shoved his hand into the mess and fumbled around for a switch within the crossbeams. His hand was stuck for a moment before he yanked it out, hitting the same switch he was looking for. The robotic mess jolted to life, sparking from a few points where its wires had run astray. With its one remaining eye it stared up at William for but a second, shaking as it struggled to mechanically pull itself up. Static flurried from the place where its mouth would be... And then it fell. It lay on the table, just as dead as it was just moments before. Groaning, William slammed his head on the table. Once. Twice. Three times. From there he grunted, picked himself up, and looked over to the other side of the room to find the same yellow chicken and purple bunny that he'd been with for months now. His gaze drifted to them, then the robotic mess on the table, then back again. "You two." The two robots turned to face William, both of them alert. "While I go run to Freddy's, Chica, you take care of.. this mess." he growled, grabbing the rusted keys to his car before spinning on his heel. "And, Bonnie, you're coming with me." The purple bunny stammered. "W-wait, what?!" "You don't have a choice. Get over here." The bunny's ears perked up halfway and he took a step back. "Do I have t-?" "Now!" The green rabbit howled, stomping over to the purple bunny. William then clamped his hand around the other rabbit's wrist and dragged it out of the room. ------------------------------------------ It was pitch-black outside. Nighttime had come as it did every day, and the only lights near the alley of Freddy Fazbear's were flickering golden streetlamps. Bolting out of the pizza place's doors was Fritz Smith, almost tearing the fabric of his coat as he fumbled to put it on. He turned left and tripped forwards, almost landing face first into the alley. As usual, William Afton stood in the alley next to his old car. The only other thing accompanying him was an old purple robot rabbit. "I can't do this anymore, goddamnit.." Fritz panted. "Another two kids are- they're fucking gone. God, I know this is rhetorical, but... do you have any clue why?" William was almost mumbling with how quiet he was, unusual for a man of his type. "You did exactly what you agreed to do, that's what." "What the hell did you make me do to them, then?" grumbled Fritz, trying to pick himself up. As he looked to William, he saw that the rabbit's expression had turned from the grimace of satisfaction to a cold, locked stare. "That's right, you made me- you made me kill them with those- the animatronics!"

The green rabbit scoffed. "Fritz, you fucking agreed to this. I'm not letting you go until this finishes." "I'm not doing this anymore, I told you!" Fritz was almost screaming by now, his face red with infuriation. William scowled and signaled for the other rabbit to stand beside him. "You better shut your mouth. There's consequences for disobeying me." Fritz was oblivious. He continued yelling straight into the unfazed William Afton's face for what could have been a straight minute until he was shoved back. The very next second, he found himself sprawled on the concrete with the purple bunny's hands locked around his wrists. "I told you, Fritz..." growled William, now towering over him, "to shut up." From the purple bunny's separated joints dripped a luminescent blue fluid. It hovered over Fritz's body and eventually settled over his lower left arm, which then began to sting. "What the..." As the stinging got worse, Fritz began to squirm. "What are you doing to me?!" "I'm letting Bonnie take care of you." William said nothing after that in response to Fritz's cries. He only looked on as the skin of Fritz's hand was replaced with coarse, brown hair and his fingernails grew into steel claws. At this point, Fritz was screaming, being held down by the heavy, inanimate body of the purple bunny. As the pain ebbed down, Fritz swore he could hear howling... no, that was screaming - in the distance, causing him to shiver. He saw William's expression turn back into that same revolting grin that faced wherever the screams had come from. The blue fluids from before were seeping back into the bunny for the most part. A few fragments stuck behind underneath each strand of fur on Fritz's arm. "Will you listen to me now, Fritz?" William chuckled as Bonnie let him stand up. Fritz did just that, not responding but only glaring at William with eyes full of disbelief and horror. Before he could muster to say anything, a purple fist whacked him on the side of his head and he crumpled onto the concrete once again, seeing nothing but darkness.





