Made to Be. . . (Glamrock Fronnie)

Chapter 9: Past & Present, Music Express

Glamrock Bonnie's P.O.V:

Flashback:

"We can't accept you." "Why is that? I meet all the requirements. Why drop me early? Isn't there more steps to the audition?" I asked the judges of the audition for Fazbear Entertainment. ". . .You are aware what you are & represent, aren't you?" "What do you. . .mean exactly?" ". . .You're a rabbit. An animatronic that terrorized many parents." "But that's not-" "We're not gonna risk having a rabbit animatronic in the band that will taint it!" It wasn't fair. . .but deep inside, I knew this was going to happen. Few years ago, I took an audition at Fazbear Entertainment when they were looking for musicians to be in their band. It was my dream, to stand on a big stage, perform & play music for people around the world. Monty & I took the audition. . .however, I was dropped immediately before any procedure, it didn't make sense, so I confronted them. I was told I had talent, and I always tried my best to deliver music to people, people liked my music & performance. I had confidence too. . .however. . .because I'm a RABBIT animatronic. . .I wasn't able to be in a band. Just that ONE reason. . .I have no relation of what happened years ago, but people doesn't care. Thinking we're all the same. . .all rabbit animatronics are dangerous. . .

"Bonnie, Bonnie! Look! I got accepted!" Monty says with excitement, I turned to him, and he showed me the letter from Fazbear Entertainment. I am happy that Monty was accepted. . .but couldn't be happy for him honestly at that time. . . "They accepted you, huh? That's great. . ." "It's all cause you taught me, Bon! Did you get accepted?" ". . .No." "Oh. . .that makes no sense. Why would they-" "Monty!" I shouted to cut him off. ". . .You know why." ". . .Don't tell me. . ." "Yea. . .it's exactly what you think." "Bonnie. . .I. . ." "You focus on your future, Monty." I turned my back to him, "You're probably gonna be busy with the band & stuff. I. . .need some time." "Bon. . .I'm sorry." "For what? Don't pity me." ". . .Bon. . ." ". . .Just. . .leave me alone." I walked away. Looking back, I was such a jerk. . .though, I was hurt. . .and jealous of Monty. He's a fast learner, he has a nice voice, he's well built, he's talented. . .I love him as my best friend, but. . .because of I love him, it hurt more.

One night, something broke in me. . .I smashed everything in my room, BUT my bass. I wanted to break it so bad. . .but. . .I loved music, I loved playing it. . .I couldn't bring myself to. . .so I put it in my closet. . .deep, sealing it. I locked my closet. . .my system was broken. . .oil spills out from my eyes like tears. I sat down, hugging my knees. . .that's when I noticed a postcard from Foxy.

'Yaarg, Bon-Bon! Hope you're doing well. I'm struggling a bit with work, but managed to get a job! I settled in finally, and remember, even if I'm far, we're still mates! As your Captain, you must find your own booty~! We'll see each other again, Bon-Bon! Love, Captain Foxy'. Foxy. . . Soon, a call came. . .I needed someone. . .I answered it:

"[Yaarg! Guess who~!]" "[. . .Foxy.]" "[Correct! That's my first matey, Bon-Bon! And jokes aside, are you alright?]" "[. . .Yea.]" "[Sorry to call ya, it's probably night at your place.]" "[. . .Yea.]" "[I finally settled in, and well. . .I wanted to hear you. Call it homesick or somethin'.]" "[. . .Foxy. . .]" It was nice to hear his voice. . .oil started spilling again. "[Bonnie. . .ya alright?]" "[Foxy. . .I. . .I'm not. . .]" "[Tell me what's wrong, matey.]" I told Foxy as much as I can through my broken function. "[Bonnie, I get ya.]" "[How would you know?]" "[. . .It's not only ya who's struggling with reputation. I'm struggling with the same thing.]" "[But you're a fox.]" "[Cause I'm an animatronic. Robots can't be actors. Humans have a stubborn mind.]" "[Foxy. . .I don't know what to do. . .]" "[. . .That's a hard question, but only ya know what to do.]" "[I don't know! What was I even made to be!? I have a music function for what!? I. . .I hate myself, Foxy. I can't even be happy for my best friend. . .haha. . .]" "[Bonnie, we're not made to be perfect that's for sure. Ya friend would understand if ya can't be happy for them. Matey, remember when we acted as pirates together?]" "[. . .Yea.]" "[I dragged ya in, we even practiced performing. Ya supported my dream, and I'm having a grasp of it. Sometimes, ya should be selfish. Be sad, angry, hurt, happy, feel emotions. This is probably the first time ya're being selfish-like. Bonnie, ya life ain't over. Ya just need time.]" "[Foxy. . .I need you here. . .why did you leave me?]" "[Sorry mate. . .I tend to do that a lot. I felt exactly how ya feel, I needed time. Bonnie, we're still friends, best mates.]" "[Foxy. . .]" "[I'll be on phone with ya all day, err. . .night. I ain't busy yet.]" "[Foxy. . .thank you. . .and sorry, I. . .I'm being a jerk to you too.]" "[Ya have every right to be after the things ya went through. Come on, matey, I'm yar Captain, lean on my shoulder.]" "[Haha, thanks, mate.]" I talked to Foxy all night, and he made me feel better. After our call, I started up my backup system to repair myself. I talked to Foxy a lot during the needed time, once I started feeling better, Foxy was unable to be on phone much, cause of work. I understood, and because of him, I was able to get back up on my feet.