#⚡ || ᶰᵒᵗʰᶤᶰᵍ ˡᶤᵏᵉ ᵗʰᵉ ᶠʳᶤᵉᶰᵈˢʰᶤᵖ ᵒᶠ ᵃᶰ ᵃᶰᶤᵐᵃᵗʳᵒᶰᶤᶜ ᵇᵉᵃʳᵎ (glamrock freddy.) || ⚡

[curseofbreadbear]

i brought my artistic vision to life

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[Freddy had overheard Gregory speaking about the retired bunny more and more frequently over the past few hours; each and every time, the blow intensified a little more. How long had it been since he'd thought so much about Bonnie? The animatronic was always within his thoughts, one way or another, but to be faced with the constant reminder of his loss...it was almost too much to bear. That was the very reason he never entered the bowling alley anymore -- the entirety of it had been themed around his beloved best friend, and now...that best friend was nowhere to be found.]

[Nonetheless, Gregory was often off on his own, and while Freddy remained still in an effort to conserve power, both the boy's safety and the grief about his old friend consumed his automated mind. So many lonesome pauses, dwelling on the friend he'd lost...and the child he now needed to protect at all costs, lest he lose him too.]

[Freddy's latest power conservation state was interrupted by Gregory requesting his aid; as always, the bear sped to the boy's location, carrying him past all of his animatronic friends and wherever he needed to go. Lately, they'd been making stops at one area in particular -- a nook in the basement of the Pizzaplex, although Gregory always stopped him just before a specific turn in the hallway. Freddy didn't think much of it, up until...]

[Gregory returned from whatever business he had here, suppressing a grin. As Freddy chatted with him, curiously inquiring about what was making him so happy -- it was a delight to see him this way, but it was still baffling after all that had transpired -- Gregory revealed that there was a "surprise" tucked behind the corner of the hallway.]

❝ A surprise? For...me? ❞ [Freddy had received gifts from children at the Pizzaplex, but they were usually in the forms of drawings or candy and slices of cake that he couldn't actually ingest -- he couldn't imagine what Gregory had in store for him, especially when it had required so much time to construct.] 

❝ That's what I said! Oh, but -- ❞ [Gregory paused, a thoughtful look on his features; perhaps he was weighing the risks of his actions, based on what he said next.] ❝ Make sure you're careful. I did the best I could, but...he's still pretty fragile. ❞ 

❝ He? ❞ [Gregory glared at him impatiently, so Freddy silenced himself and allowed the boy to guide him; they retraced his footsteps, rounding the corner, and...]

[There, right before his eyes, was none other than Bonnie himself...his discarded best friend. Freddy was overcome with so many feelings -- disbelief, joy, relief, gratitude, longing, sadness. It felt like he might short-circuit, like he might cry -- and if he could have done the latter, he would have. Bonnie was in such a sorry state, his legs ( rather, the casing for them ) missing, his body disheveled, but...he was here. And that was all that mattered. After a moment of processing, he smiled, squeezed the boy's hand, and uttered the most sincere, choked-up "thank you" that a robotic bear could muster.]

[Noticing how the rabbit was tripping over himself -- the lack of casing on his legs was to blame, in all likelihood -- Freddy started to approach, wobbly smile on his features as he issued his usual brand of reassurance.] ❝ Don't worry, I've got your back! ❞ [With that, Freddy rushed over; he would have hugged Bonnie if he was positive that he wouldn't have crushed him ( purely out of happiness ), but he needed to be careful ( and practical ), like Gregory said. Once Freddy reached Bonnie's side, he offered his shoulder, already wrapping an arm around the rabbit's back so that he could catch him if he fell.]

[A weak laugh escaped the bear as he heard Bonnie's hopeful query, spoken through a horribly distorted voicebox -- he couldn't believe that his previously decommissioned friend was asking him that! He was just as recognizable as ever, wasn't he? Bonnie, on the other hand...] ❝ Who else, Bon? ❞ [Freddy smiled reassuringly, his lone arm clinging to the rabbit as though they were entangled in an embrace.] ❝ Are you okay? I do not think you should be walking when your legs are not properly encased. ❞

@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?~

[curseofbreadbear]

careful! he’s got sensitive cargo!

(inspired by this)

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tfw you find out where gregory actually got ur upgrades from :pensive:

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❝ is that - ❞ [a real bear? it couldn’t be. they’d gone extinct decades ago. that was a faz-fact!]

❝ goodness! that bear looks awfully realistic. i had no idea they made models like that! ❞ [he was referring to animatronic models, assuming that it was a robot like himself. it couldn’t be anything else.]

"isn't my friend cool?" yes his friend is a brown bear taxidermy

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thinking again abt how chica is the first one to check on freddy when he malfunctions onstage.

thinking again abt how chica and freddy are the only ones to keep their bowling balls as sentimental items.

thINKING AGAIN ABT HOW FREDDY /IMMEDIATELY/ KNEW THE VOICE BOX UPGRADE WAS CHICA'S AND WAS SUPER WORRIED ABOUT HER BECAUSE OF IT.

THEY CARE EACH OTHER YOUR HONOR!!!

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also hi my c.orrupted fr.eddy verse takes place after he gets all his upgrades because this is my canon and i control the lore

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@totallytoonymuses​ ❤’d! ( for sun! )

❝ My finger doubles as a lighter! You know, for birthday candles. And creme brûlée! ❞

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[The tiny, decrepit rabbit's loneliness was apparent; it made the bear's nonexistent heart ache to hear that he felt so isolated. Nobody was left to support him...nobody aside from Freddy himself, who wanted nothing more than to grant this bunny the love and care that he deserved ( and likely needed ) after being on his own for so long. Freddy knew what he was going through, in a sense; loss was a heavy burden, and one that was incredibly difficult to bear on your own. He knew that much from experience...]

[Bonnie's death had weighed on him more than the others for a number of reasons, and he'd blamed himself for so long. Perhaps he still did. He'd never been given time to recover, to truly grieve. He had a single week to do so, during which he'd refused to put a single paw onstage ( or out of his Green Room, for that matter ), but since then...the company had taken steps to ensure that he wouldn't pull another move like that. They threatened him; take another hiatus, and you'll get scrapped like Bonnie. Put more effort into your performances ( he needed to "put on a smile," lest he show how miserable he truly was ), or you'll end up like him. If anything, that only made matters worse. He needed to shove his pain deep inside, never to acknowledge it again. And now...]

[Now he was encountering another Bonnie. It wasn't his Bonnie -- this one reminded him of the plushes he'd stumble on in Glamrock Gifts, the ones he'd stare at for a good minute or two while tearing up. During closing hours, he might even hold one in his arms and let himself crumble, as he was rarely given an opportunity to do so otherwise. But...Bonbon was a Bonnie nonetheless, and it made Freddy's heart ache, especially seeing how damaged he was. All he wanted to do was help. There was an instinctive urge within him to cradle the rabbit, to repair him as much as a mechanically-challenged bear like him could, all while reassuring him as much as possible.]

[Granted, Freddy would have wanted to comfort and patch him up regardless...but Bonbon was a familiar face, simultaneously digging into an open wound and making his itch to help so much more intense.]

[His expression softened as the bunny yet again insisted that he was alone. He wasn't.]

❝ I am here. ❞ [Freddy's voice was gentle; his eyes were pleading, a subtle request for the bunny to "let him in." There wasn't an ounce of forcefulness or insistence, just a reminder...he was here, he knew the rabbit's pain, and he wanted to help. He needed to help.]

[Bonbon's next words caught him a bit offguard, though. It was an innocent query, but the answer came to him quickly...it never got any easier. He sunk, ears tilting downward; he didn't want the rabbit to lose hope. Freddy's situation was a complicated one, after all. Without proper time to mourn, without anybody to counsel him or assist him through his grief...it wasn't any wonder that he hadn't overcome his heartache. Bonbon wasn't alone anymore. Freddy was here, and he would support him no matter what...so their situations weren't the same. Freddy wouldn't let Bonbon endure the same turmoil that he had.]

❝ I-I... ❞ [Freddy averted his gaze. Although he could lie for the greater good, he preferred not to deceive his friends -- so...he would instead attempt to avoid the question.] ❝ My...my loss is not what matters here. But...I have found that it gets easier when you have someone to help you through your pain. ❞

❝ If... ❞ [Freddy paused timidly; admittedly, this invitation was a bit forward for him, especially nowadays. But...] ❝ If you would like, I am happy to be that "someone." ❞

@fazerleague said ;; ❛ you don’t have to go through this alone. ❜ -glamrock freddy for bonbon ᕕ( ᐛ )ᕗ

His ears sag, or what remains of them do at least. Oh but wasn't the sentiment so nice?

"It... feels like I do. It feels like I am. Alone, I mean, because there's nobody left." Nobody from Bonbon's old life. Not his other half, his own Freddy, nor the other Funtimes he'd once considered his family. A bit rough around the edges maybe, but at their very core they all cared for each other. At least, that's the fantasy Bonbon had apparently concocted for himself.

The rabbit knows there was genuine love somewhere, years of pranks and embraces and laughter coming to mind as proof, but somewhere along the way that love was cast aside and Bonbon knows he'll likely never know why. Not unless they return.

The mere thought of it brings fourth the sting of sorrow, of a core-deep, destructive betrayal, and Bonbon's expression falls even further. Little blue paws move to wrap around himself as if the embrace would provide any sort of comfort.

It doesn't.

"There's... nobody left." The reiteration hurts. But Bonbon pauses, and then his gaze lifts to the bear beside him. He's forlorn, utterly so, but maybe there lies a touch of hope somewhere. Maybe the other's words have sunken in a bit.

"But you, you lost your Bonnie too, right? D-Does it get any easier, do you feel less alone now than when it happened?"

[curseofbreadbear]

canon g.lam f.reddy: probably has an overbite, if anything, but his jaws are pretty even

me:

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teehee :)

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@feralreason​ ❤’d!

❝ There is no rabbit at the Mega Pizzaplex...not anymore. ❞

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[Valentine's Day was always exciting for Freddy; he absolutely adored handing out cards to all of his friends and expressing his love to everyone in the Pizzaplex! This bear was full of love, and this was his opportunity to show it!]

[That said...there was one friend in this Pizzaplex that he hadn't yet reached out to, but that was because his card was special. Or, rather, because Freddy was second-guessing it. He adored Bonnie, after all, so he didn't feel that adding hearts was a touch too far at the time -- nor that a gushy message like "you're the only BON for me" was pushing it! Now that he was looking at it again, however, envisioning Bonnie's response...]

[Freddy couldn't picture handing this over! Not without sufficient embarrassment, anyway...and he'd worked so hard on it, too. Maybe he could hurry back to his Green Room and doodle another one, or -- ]

[Just as the thought crossed his mind, Bonnie padded his way -- he felt himself heat up, and this time, he didn't doubt that it was because he was flustered. He stuttered for a moment, anticipating that he would be the one to hand his card over first, but then -- Bonnie handed him one!]

[It was an adorable card with the sweetest little message, calling him "Superstar" and even using a bear pun -- his favorite! Bon knew him so well...Freddy grinned, forgetting his previous anxieties for a moment as he replied.]

❝ Aw, Bon...this is the sweetest card I have ever gotten! Thank you! ❞ [Holding it tight -- this card was absolutely going up in his Green Room later for encouragement purposes -- he wrapped the bunny up in a tight bear hug. And then, he realized...he should probably return the favor, even if it was with his super mushy card. Oh, no. He felt himself heat up all over again, paws fumbling as he switched the cards around, handing over the sappy one he'd made at least a week in advance.] ❝ I-I, um...I have one for you, too. H-Here. ❞

@fazbearentinc said ;; ❤❤❤ 👉👈 -glamrock freddy!!! you get one too bc i love our gay disasters

Bonnie's nervous. It isn't something that happens very frequently, given the context is Freddy Freddy Freddy, but he finds himself fiddling with the card in his paws as if the mere thought of passing it on inspires anxiety.

And it does, because its contents were sappy and lame, silly doodle included. How could he give it to somebody as sweet as the bear?? Unfortunately for Bonnie, though, the card was a stepping stone to something he'd been wanting to do since the holiday had begun approaching, so it wasn't something he should dismiss.

Still, the rabbit's ears are flattened when he finally pads up to the bear.

" Hey Freddy, I, uh. I might've made you something, if you're interested? It's-- here, just take it. " And that's when Bonnie holds the card out towards Freddy, gaze averted meekly to the side.

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anyway hi my dad told me a story about mistaking his girlfriend's offer to go bowling (as a date) as an offer to go bowling (as a family) and so she was quiet and crispy the whole ride to the bowling alley

and now i can't stop picturing gl.amrock fr.eddy doing that very same thing. bonnie offers to bowl together and he's doin the whole fluttery eyelashes & winky thing to imply hey, DATE, but poor freddy (being the oblivious sap he is) is just! "oh!! i would love to bowl with you! we should invite gregory :D perhaps monty and the others will want to join in, too! this will be so much fun!"

AND BONNIE IS JUST . QUIETLY FUMING LIKE FREDDY YOU DUMBASS .......

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@madrcams​ ❤’d!

❝ When I step onto the West Arcade dance floor, I cannot stop myself! It is a programming bug. ❞

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@spacexskunk​ ❤’d!

❝ I'm not nearly that annoying, am I? ❞