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{Series: Lost And Found}

{Title: It’s Been So Long}

{Chapter: 1}

{Chapter Description: No longer wandering, the rabbit has more time to sit around and think——and listen.}

The bunny had never liked it once he’d discovered it—the weird event that occurred whenever it struck a certain time—one that he still didn’t know.

It had always surprised him the first few times—surprise, mixed with confusion. Though, the first part had eventually turned into annoyance.

Did they ever figure it out? It had happened at rather... inconvenient times, every now and then. He’d been at the door multiple times, with the worker not noticing him.

Maybe I should have asked them about the time. Sometimes, it hadn’t just been him—sometimes, he’d be at one of the doors, and one of his friends—Susie, usually, at the other.

From what he could remember, there’s only been two instances where a ‘tag-team’ had actually worked on any of the night-guards.

The first time, it had been him and Susie—the chicken had suggested the idea, the rabbit was certain. The man was put in a suit rather quickly that night.

The second time, however...

The rabbit would have tilted his head. It... who all was it? It had happened on the fourth—and last—of the man’s job. Everyone, usually, had five.

He was always talking. Bonnie noted. The man hadn’t been talking to the rabbit or his friends, Bonnie knew that. It was never to himself, either.

When he’d eventually gotten into the office, the rabbit recalled nearly tripping over something—a phone, maybe? He’d just assumed that it had fallen off the desk during the attack.

Who was he talking to? The rabbit wondered.

Bonnie stared straight ahead. I think... was it all of us? It had to have been, right? Maybe. He couldn’t really go and ask one of his friends about it.

Whenever it happened, it never hurt—Bonnie was pretty relieved about that, but it still felt... weird every now and then. Or... did it hurt one of them? They never said anything...

He hoped that it hadn’t, but the rabbit still didn’t have a way of actually knowing. Back at the pizzeria, it had never crossed his mind to ask about it.

The rabbit found that, whenever it did occur, he simply couldn’t move—couldn’t do anything—except for listening and watching.

He remembered seeing Foxy leave his Cove one night, running through the hallway—but he’d tripped over something the man had left, and then the night-guard’s lucky time happened.

The rabbit would’ve shrugged. I noticed it earlier, not my fault Foxy didn’t. The animatronic hadn’t been able to hold in his giggles.

He would have gone to help the fox up—and help with the night-guard, but the time had been on the man’s side that night.

Although Bonnie knew how it typically was, there was another way... one that the rabbit didn’t like—that he hated.

The time would come around, but instead of still being able to hear and look, there was always... nothing. Nothing at all. He didn’t know what happened between that, and waking up.

Is that supposed to happen? The blue rabbit wondered. Maybe I could try to stop it, like stopping my ears?

Though, the rabbit had a feeling that all of that was easier said than done. It all sounded nice—but he didn’t know how to stop that, or shut off his ears, or...

I’ll just figure it all out later. He hoped, at least.

_____

The blue rabbit slowly wandered through the home, flinching when, upon stepping forward, a creaking noise from below could be heard.

He paused, ears twitching and lowering. Not moving forward, Bonnie took a quick look around the area he was in. Did that...?

Bonnie waited. In the darkness, the blue rabbit looked around a little further—as best as he possibly could, at least.

To his left, the rabbit spotted what had to be the home’s kitchen—it was rather small. He could notice a few counters, and a large fridge.

Though, still a good distance away from it, he couldn’t see everything. He wasn’t wanting to check the kitchen, anyways. He couldn’t eat.

There was a little entryway for it, and he’d have to bend down a lot to get in there. Or climb the counter. The rabbit didn’t want to alert anyone.

Looking away, Bonnie turned towards the right. There was a couch—it took up most of that area, it seemed. Two chairs were near, and a large screen.

While closed, he thought he could make out some doors over there. The rabbit felt tempted to walk over, and check them out.

He could feel himself start to slowly move towards that direction. Maybe just a little peek? It wouldn’t hurt, would it?

If he did it, he’d just get to know the place better, right? The rabbit figured that would be nice—he wasn’t exactly planning on leaving.

Beginning to mess with the strap of his guitar, Bonnie shook his head, quickly forcing his legs to stop. His ears continued to twitch.

No... The rabbit shook his head again. What if it’s something bad there? Slowly, he felt his ears lower. He tried to ignore the noise that followed.

Or what if there’s a lot of stuff crammed in there? He tilted his head, moving a fuzzy paw to lift his ears up. That would cause a lot of noise...

Looking away from that area, Bonnie turned his gaze to what was straight ahead of him. I’ll just do something else.

_____

The animatronic stared at the door to the room. Every so often, he’d hear noises from the other side. Some rather close, other somewhat far.

It mostly seemed to be voices. He heard a lady’s the most. It’s probably the lady I saw last night, the rabbit thought. Or is there another?

He knew that he hadn’t seen—or heard—everyone that had been in this home. For all the rabbit knew, there could simply be two people living here.

Or, there could be a lot more, and the rabbit simply hadn’t heard the rest of them yet. How many could be staying? It all looks pretty big...

Big and comfortable. When he’d first entered the house, he’d noticed the couch to his right. It looked nice, really nice. Could I have laid there? What if I messed it up?

Back at the pizzeria, there hadn’t been anything like that. There was a spinning chair in the office, and then all of the seats for the tables.

Sometimes, a night-guard would bring a few things with them—a lot had actually brought fluffy pillows—a lot of them slept. A lot of them got caught.

Once, after one night-guard had gotten caught on her first night, the rabbit remembered sticking around in the office for a little longer.

He’d messed around with the phone on the desk, and fiddled with the fan, before noticing something that was close to falling off of the chair.

A white, fluffy pillow—soft to the touch. He’d chosen to hold onto it, keeping it close to his chest. More should have brought pillows. Not those hard ones, though...

Bonnie never needed to sleep—not like a human. Although, he’d tried once—he’d tried it, using the same pillow, as there hadn’t been anything else as soft to use.

Nothing had happened.

The next night, after the unfortunate way with the time, the rabbit remembered reaching for where he’d placed the pillow. But, it was gone.

He’d searched the whole restaurant—Susie assisting him in the process, but neither of them had been able to find it. Who took it?

I thought I hid it well. He was sure of it. Under one of the tables was a decent one, wasn’t it? The rabbit thought so.

When he’d first entered the room, he’d noticed a few little things—like another couch. A gray one, that seemed somewhat smaller than the other he’d seen.

The blue rabbit, although he was sitting on the floor, was leaning against it. Feels so nice...

There were two pillows on each side, too. The one on the left was blue, while the one on the right was red. Are these just as soft as the other?

Maybe, when he could start moving around again, he’d use the couch and pillows. I just want to feel comfy. Nobody will mind, will they?

The rabbit wasn’t very sure. The lady didn’t exactly know that he was in the house—not yet, at least. But...

Wait. The rabbit suddenly realized—he would have tilted his head in the process. The lady. Is she alright? She was making a bad noise...

From beyond the door, a new noise began. It sounded distant—but he could still hear it rather clearly. A repetitive beeping.

For now, he tried to ignore it. Although, he was never very good at doing something like that—no matter how hard the rabbit tried.

It’s usually bad, isn’t it? Bonnie wondered. He’d only seen the woman for a moment or two, but he’d heard her for a little longer.

She’d been sniffling a lot. And in the darkness, from where he’d hidden, he thought he saw the lady wiping at her eyes, too.

Back at the pizzeria, he’d seen people cry before for different reasons—children in the day, and night-guards during their shifts.

It almost never seemed to be a good thing. Something was always wrong—none of them seemed happy when the tears were spilt.

The rabbit wanted to frown. What was wrong?

_____

Bonnie moved towards the hallway that sat in front of him. Not wanting to potentially trip over anything, the rabbit kept looking down.

Although, there didn’t really seem to be anything down there that could cause the rabbit to fall. Yet, at least. There were some carpets, though.

Could I trip over those? The animatronic’s ears twitched as he glanced back at one of the carpets, then back at the hallway.

How loud would that be? Bonnie tilted his head. A lot, maybe?

As he kept staring down, Bonnie took notice of something. On the tile, there were quite a lot of noticeable cracks here and there.

Oh. Bonnie groaned. Just like how he had done with the pavement, the rabbit began trying to avoid stepping on any of the cracks.

Although, the rabbit was beginning to discover that, unlike the attempt back on the pavement, that it seemed to be a little harder here. He huffed.

Just as the rabbit began to take another step forward, his ears twitched at a noise coming from somewhere in front of him. It sounded like a door.

Bonnie went tense for a moment, staring. His ears continued to twitch. Uh-oh.

Looking around for a moment, the rabbit spotted an area. Wanting to hurry, but still be quiet, he made his way out of the middle of the room.

Bonnie stood by the wall for a moment, still, before choosing to quickly peek around—but still trying to remain hidden... enough.

With the animatronic’s head peeking around the wall, ears twitching, he spotted someone walking around in the darkness, coming from the right.

A tall woman entered the hallway, her black hair seemingly having been quickly put into a ponytail. She was holding something in her hand.

Bonnie couldn’t get a good look from where he was standing, but whatever it was, it was at least giving the woman some light.

She wasn’t being quiet. The woman was sniffling, and with what he could see, her nose looked a bit red. Hm...

The woman started to take a step forward, before she stopped, and leaned against the wall that was behind her.

As the sniffling continued, the woman used her other hand, moving it up closer towards her face. Bonnie kept watching from his hiding place.

With her hand, she began to hurriedly wipe at her face. Oh... The rabbit watched the woman, before beginning to look around.

That’s... not good. Not good. Bonnie shook his head.

For a moment, an idea appeared in the rabbit’s mind: approach her. Do something. But...

Not good. Bonnie shook his head again. He didn’t know how she would react to a giant bunny suddenly appearing in her home.

The bunny himself didn’t even know what he was supposed to do. Give her a pat on the back? Hug her? Let her play his guitar, until it potentially calmed her?

Bonnie groaned—and immediately placed a fuzzy paw over his mouth. He stared at the woman, slowly blinking, but it didn’t seem like she was hearing any of it.

Still wiping at her eyes, the woman moved away from the wall that she had been leaning against for some time now. She adjusted what she was holding.

“I-It... it’s okay, it’s fine...” She whispered, talking to herself. “You’re fine...”

Bonnie could understand that she was speaking, but as she continued—repeating things to herself, it was getting too difficult to understand the words.

The rabbit heard a noise from behind him, ears twitching once more. But for the moment, he ignored it, staying focused on the lady. Nothing, maybe.

The lady wasn’t saying anything now—yet, she was still sniffling. She placed the light in front of her. She couldn’t see in the dark, he guessed.

With the light in front of her, the lady started to walk, and Bonnie wondered where she was going. He didn’t know any of the other areas.

In a matter of seconds, the woman disappeared through an entryway and a wall, and Bonnie sighed. Well...

Bonnie moved away from the wall, lifting his head up, ears still twitching. While surprised that she hadn’t heard him... it was also a relief.

Unsure of what to do now, the rabbit turned around, and was going to take a few steps forward, but he heard a noise from beside him.

Turning, he spotted the kitchen area—and standing in the entryway of it, and staring right at the rabbit, was a kid.

Bonnie’s arms dropped completely to his sides, followed by his ears dropping. The rabbit wished he could frown. Uh...

“Uh...”

_____

There were a few boxes scattered around the room, Bonnie realized. Admittedly, he felt pretty curious as to what could possibly be in them.

Though, for now, he couldn’t look in any of them. Maybe later, once he was able to to move. Would they notice if anything was opened?

There were a few tiny holes in the closest box, but not large enough so that the rabbit was capable of seeing whatever was stored inside.

Whenever there happened to be something new at the pizzeria—or just anything in a box—the rabbit had always felt rather curious.

Although, barely any of the items that he’d seen were never all that interesting to him. They just seemed like random, boring things.

It never stopped him, alongside Susie, and occasionally Foxy, from opening them up. Freddy and Cassidy never joined them in doing so.

Once, Freddy had tried to stop him and Susie—the bear had simply given a little warning. It hadn’t done that much.

In some of the boxes, Bonnie found bubble-wrap. He’d quickly discovered that he loved it. It was one of the noises that the rabbit enjoyed.

Is there any bubble-wrap in there? He wondered about the other boxes. There was about five in the room... so there would certainly be a lot.

He was never sure if any of the workers had figured out who was messing with all of the boxes. What would they have done?

From beyond the room, he heard a rather loud noise that made the rabbit internally flinch. It sounded like a door slamming.

Can any of them be more quiet? The rabbit huffed. It was never quiet, the rabbit had quickly discovered after entering the room. He hated it.

For however long he’d been in here for, he’d heard a lot of things—such as voices. One, he could recognize as the woman—except louder.

The other, he could recognize as the kid. He couldn’t understand everything that was being said, though—due to them, sometimes, being far.

A couple of hours ago—it had to have been a while, he’d heard another, newer voice. It had sounded a little deep. Another parent?

Bonnie didn’t have a clue as to what this room was supposed to be for—there were the boxes, and then the couch, but that was about it.

Was it simply used for storing things? Or was it a relaxing area, which they had just put a few boxes in until a later date? Or something different?

The rabbit would’ve shrugged. Do any come in here a lot?

There was a window off to the side, but the bunny wasn’t able to look through it, partially because of the blinds being closed.

He wanted to look through it earlier. He still wanted to. Maybe there would be something interesting to look at? The bunny was bored.

Maybe the bunny would be able to watch the cars go by, like how he had watched the cars zipping past back at the pizzeria. That was nice.

_____

Bonnie was only now seeing the kid, but from where they were, he had to guess that they’d just come out of the kitchen—not that they were entering it.

Late night snack? The rabbit thought. It seemed like the most likely option—why else would they be going there? Drink?

Susie had done it a few times, Bonnie remembered. Although, technically, none of them were capable of actually eating anything.

Once in a while, whether there was a night-guard or not, Bonnie had wandered into the kitchen, being greeted by the chicken.

She didn’t need to eat—she wasn’t capable of doing it—but Susie still seemed to like making things in there.

...It was always pizza, though. There wasn’t really anything else, anyways. One night, she’d even given a slice to the night-guard.

The night-guard hadn’t eaten it, though. Bonnie wondered why—Susie had been nice. The pizza had looked pretty good.

The kid looked like they were going to fall asleep—but with the presence of the rabbit in the room, that had certainly prevented that.

Bonnie stared at them, and they stared back, neither moving yet. The kid let out a yawn.

Or were they a teenager? Bonnie couldn’t tell—they looked rather short and young. Although, he guessed that it wasn’t the most important thing right now.

Are they going to...? Bonnie glanced behind himself for a moment, towards the area where he had seen the lady. Was she going to come back?

He turned back around, focusing back on the kid again. Instead of remaining in the same spot, they started to move towards Bonnie.

Bonnie took a few steps forward, before starting to try and lower himself, while holding out his fuzzy paws in front of himself.

Don’t panic, please don’t... Bonnie didn’t change his position. He remained like that, keeping an eye on the kid.

Once they were close enough to the bunny, they finally came to a stop. They yawned. “Are... are you...?” Their voice came out as a whisper.

Using one hand, they lifted it up, and poked at one of Bonnie’s lowered ears, which continued twitching from the noises. He was never able to control it.

Bonnie slowly blinked at the kid, and backed up a little bit, lifting the ear up. Don’t do that, please...

“Uh...” The kid frowned, looking around for a moment, before back at the crouched rabbit. “S-Sorry...?”

Bonnie gave a little thumbs up, followed by a shrug.

“What are-“

Bonnie’s ears shot up, and he turned away from the kid as they’d started to speak, and back behind him. Another noise.

Footsteps. Bonnie was quick to realize, as his ears slowly stopped twitching. Lady?

Hurriedly, Bonnie stood up to his full height, a fuzzy paw grabbing his guitar’s strap, and he began to look around. Hide?

Yes! He nodded to himself. But... where? He remembered where he had hidden a few moments earlier—would that still work?

The kid frowned at the bunny. “Are you...” They started, only to trail off. They also began to look around for a couple of seconds.

They snapped their fingers all of a sudden, and moved closer to the worried rabbit. They reached over, grabbing one of his paws.

Bonnie looked down at them, tilting his head again. What?

With their free hand, they pointed somewhere past the rabbit. Still speaking in a whisper, they said, “Come with me!”

The kid started to walk off, still holding onto the blue rabbit’s paw. Bonnie stared for a second, slowly blinking, before beginning to walk with them.

He could still hear footsteps—ones that weren’t his or the kids, but they didn’t sound all that close yet, at least.

The animatronic wasn’t paying much attention, but he stopped himself from going any further when he realized that the kid had come to a halt.

He stared down at the kid, and gave a little shrug. What now?

The kid let go of the rabbit’s paw, and moved past him. Bonnie moved back a little bit for them, quietly watching.

They looked around for a couple of seconds, before reaching for a handle, and quickly turning it. Bonnie looked around, too.

The door opened, and Bonnie moved a little closer, looking inside. Then, he looked back at the kid.

They whispered to him, “There! In there!”

_____

“I need to go get something.” From beyond the door, Bonnie could hear someone say to someone else. It sounded like the lady.

He thought that he could hear a response to that—but it was far too quiet and muffled. Maybe it’s just three? He wondered.

The rabbit had always known how many were at the pizzeria—all of his friends lived there. There had never been anyone new.

Except for the night-guards, at least. There had always been a lot of new ones. Either because one was in a suit, or because the previous quit.

Near the end, a lot more of them had started quitting—some even right after their first night. Or while it was still happening.

For a while, he remembered a lot of people coming by—for him and his friends, and for the pizza. He heard it was pretty tasty.

A lot of people had usually come—although, he’d never been able to exactly tell just how many—it’d been a bit hard. For the rabbit, at least.

Eventually, people stopped. How come?

Bonnie’s gaze drifted away from the floor, and up towards the door when he heard another noise. Huh?

The bunny looked up just in time to see the door swing open, and see the woman standing in the doorway.

Like how he had seen her earlier, her hair was still in a ponytail, but it didn’t seem as messy as it had. Her eyes were wide.

Bonnie wanted to cover his ears when the woman let out a sudden shout. Stop!

Her noise seemed to alert someone—as Bonnie could hear more footsteps. It sounded like someone was actually running.

Soon enough, a rather tall man—at least taller than the woman, with dark brown hair, came into view. “Carolyn, what...” He trailed off.

He looked away from Carolyn, who hadn’t moved, and instead focused on the inside of the room. Bonnie stared.

He wasn’t all that hidden—there wasn’t anywhere for the rabbit to hide in the room—so he wasn’t surprised when the man caught sight of him, too.

Just as the man pulled Carolyn closer, and opened his mouth to say something, while beginning to back up, Bonnie could hear more footsteps.

It seemed like Carolyn and the man—Bonnie had to assume that it was her her husband, had heard the footsteps, too. They turned.

A few seconds went by, and someone else came into view. Oh! Them! Bonnie realized.

“Mom, what-“ The kid started, looking up at their parents, before looking into the room, too. Bonnie continued to stare—it was all he could do.

The kid gasped. “Rabbit?!” They exclaimed. “You’re real??”

“What.” The man stared.

“J-Jasper?” Carolyn glanced between them and the rabbit sitting beside the couch.

Jasper placed a hand over their mouth. “Um...” They kept glancing between the rabbit and their parents for a moment.

“I-... I was just... um...” Jasper stared down at their feet. “...I thought I was dreaming...”

“...So I helped the big rabbit out...” They quietly added.

“Jasper.”

#Fic #Lost and Found #It’s Been So Long: Chapter 1 #FNaF #Bonnie the Bunny #Jeremy #Jasper #Carolyn #Benjamin #Anubis’s Chatter #Styx’s Chatter #Cyber’s Chatter #Glad to finally get this out

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