Chapter 11 - 4th Night 0AM - 2AM



0AM 
They say that the definition of insanity is repeating the same action and expecting different results. Well, whoever “they” are, they are wrong, since the quote comes from Albert Einstein, who was not a psychologist and was talking about quantum physics. Therefore, Mike’s being in the pizzeria was not a deed of insanity.
One can however argue if it was smart.
Money certainly was no longer the reason why Mike returned to this place night after night. Far from it.
No amount of money was worth the constant threat of being raped by the inhabitants of the pizzeria. But the overall place had done worse than just assaulted him, it had intrigued him. It had shed just enough of it's facade to capture whatever little imagination Mike had in him and like the bared shoulder of beautiful courtesan, the mystery demanded his full attention. 
And so he had returned to his place in this drama, willing and even eager to find out more. 
Like on cue, the phone rang: 

"Hello, hello? Hey! Hey, wow, day 4. I knew you could do it." "I wouldn't go that far..." Mike commented and grabbed the tablet. 
“Uh, hey, listen, I may not be around to send you a message tomorrow. *banging sound* It's-It's been a busy night here for me.” Mike couldn’t help but crack a smile. Serves the bastard right! “Um, I-I'm kinda glad that I recorded my messages for you *clears throat* uh, when I did.” Mike raised his eyebrows for a moment. What was he talking about?
 
“Uh, hey, maybe do yourself a favour. *bang bang* Maybe sometime, uh, you could check if there are some free suits in the back room?” Free suits? What was he talking about now? *bang bang* I'm gonna hold out until someone checks. Trust me, it won’t be so bad. *bang bang* Uh, I-I-I-I always wondered what was in all those empty heads back there. You probably did so too, Huh?
Dun Du Du Dun Du dun du…
 
You know... *moan* oh, you’ll see… *several loud and amused giggles*
Mike blinked a few times and tried to collect his thoughts. Every single night here got weirder and weirder. Now the phone guy was gone too. Apparently.
“But they don’t hurt you… well… they kinda do… but they don’t abduct you.” He muttered to himself and looked at the tablet.
Stage: Empty
“Oh, Fuck!” he stammered, mentally kicking himself and checked the lights outside: Nobody left.
Nobody right!
Good!
“Ok… I can’t hunt for more clues when the girls and Foxy have their way with me… I need to focus on staying safe and finding as much clues as possible!” he added and began looking through the usual places.
Backstage: Nothing
Hallway West: Empty
Hallway East far: Nothing
Broom closet: Bonnie was standing in there, her ears flopping in front of the camera, her chest clearly sticking out from the rest of her.
“That can’t be comfy, Bonnie…” Mike muttered and continued.
Pirate cove: Closed
Bathrooms: Frederica was standing in the darkness. Mike felt himself relax a bit.
Kitchen: Pots clinging and clattering.
“Ok… the girls are under control and Foxy is still where he belongs.” He muttered and let down the tablet for a moment. “Now don’t let me down, rules!”
He switched to the spot, where the rules had changed twice.
The Rules
No, still the same rules as usual.
“Oh come on! I know that there are clues in there!”
Mike quickly switched over to the girls and pirate cove again and back to the rules, but they didn’t change.
 
“Would have been too easy, wouldn’t it?” Mike muttered and shook his head.
West Hall close: Bonnie was standing in the shadows, her hips swaying gently from left to right and back again. The darkness only allowing a very suggestive silhouette to be visible.
Mike tore himself from the view and switched back to the east hall.
Chika was standing on the far end.
“Back for your revenge, huh?” Mike whispered and switched to the west camera close.
Bonnie had moved here. She was standing still at the time. Then she began to move. Her hands went over her perky breasts and slowly opened the top few buttons of her blouse, exposing her deep cleavage. One ear flopped to the side and she winked at the camera.
Mike shook his head and switched cameras.
What was that bunny up to now?
“I can’t investigate when Bonnie is making goo-goo eyes at me…” he decided firmly and switched back to the bathrooms, where Frederica was standing in the darkness. He did keep an eye on the left light switch though.
“How do I do this?” Mike pondered quietly “Those… articles. They had no pattern or anything. They just appeared. And those blasted things are my best clue!”
He switched to Foxy, who had decided to stick his nose out of the canvas.
“I have no interest, captn, leave me alone…” Mike muttered and blinked.
A noise?
Quickly, he slid to the left and pressed the light button.
Bonnie was outside!
A heartbeat later, the door was down.
A pang of guilt went through Mike. Of all the girls here, Bonnie was the closest to his heart. A part of his wanted to just let her in and pet her ears while he browsed the cameras. But he knew where it would certainly end.
He switched to Pirate Cove: Foxy had left his confinement and was almost out of view.
A thought hit Mike: What if Foxy ran into Bonnie?
His job was to be a savage pirate, Frederica herself had said so.
Something inside of Mike felt really disturbed by the image of Foxy doing to Bonnie what he had done to Mike.
“Come girl, go back to the broom closet. Foxy won’t look in there.”
He switched to the closet, but it was empty.
Back to pirate cove: Foxy was gone.
Mike pushed the lights button: The shadow of Bonnie’s ears flopped in the spotlight.
Foxy would be here in second.
Mike fought it, but whatever decency was left in him won out.
The door opened with a woosh. Mike saw Bonnie, who was about to turn away and grabbed her shoulder and pulled with all of his might. Bonnie half walked, half fell onto him and the door closed as Mike fell to the ground with her.
Seconds later, Foxy banged against the door viciously.
“You know how to make a gal fall for ya, suga.” Bonnie giggled as she slowly picked herself up. Luckily whatever strangeness reduced the animatronic’s weight at night was active and spared Mike a number of horrible injuries and possible death.
It did not, however, keep her ample breasts from being pushed into his face.
The sweet scent and warm softness assaulted him again and Bonnie seemed to take her time getting up.
“That was mighty kindly of you to keep Foxy off my back.” The bunny continued as she finally got away from him and onto her feet.
“Don’t you mean *off your belly*?” Mike asked with a head-shake and a feeling that he had just earned himself a “reward”.
“Oh, he may bark a lot but a gal like me knows how to deal with a scallywag like the captn.” Bonnie answered with a giggle and put Mike back on his feet by pulling him up by his shirt. “But I heard that he did quite a thing on you, Mike.” She added sympathetically. “He can be a terrible pai-“
“Don’t finish that analogy!” Mike interrupted, dark memories rising in his head.
“I was about to say pain in the neck.” Bonnie added and stuck her tongue out apologetically.
“It’s ok… I guess I’m a bit over-edgy.” The guard answered and shook his head.
“Yeah, the boss mentioned that she was very upset with Chika for supporting the whole thing. I sure hope you showed that nasty chicken who is the VIP around here.” Bonnie replied, putting her hands to her hips. “She really went far beyond…” she shook her head firmly “Its just so uncouth to do that to a guest who clearly isn’t in the mood.” Suddenly she stepped closer and wrapped her arms around Mike, pulling him into a firm embrace. “Ya poor, poor darling!” she almost sobbed as she pressed Mike against her ample chest, gently padding the back of his head.
Mike resisted exactly for half a second. Then his body surrendered to the soothing feeling of comfort and kindness that warmed this embrace. He had been right… Bonnie did make it better…
So he rested his chin on her shoulder, embraced her back and just allowed the warmth and softness that pressed against his chest warm him completely.
“You are great, Bonnie…” Mike whispered and rubbed his cheek against her.
“Aw, shucks, darling.” Bonnie giggled and stroked Mike’s hair. “Just a bit of southern hospitality… and ya certainly deserve it.”
Mike felt his knees getting a bit weak and it took him a few moments to realize that Bonnie was gently pulling him down. At first he resisted, but the gentle bunny know how to dismantle his will ounce by ounce.
Slowly, the pair reached to floor, Bonnie with her legs to the side and her skirt perfectly round around her and Mike half laying on her lap. The bunny still had her arms around his neck, holding him close. Slowly, she let go a bit and ran one hand over his chest.
Mike just accepted. A part of him pictured the two sitting under a lone willow, surrounded by fields and forests.
 
1AM
“Feeling better?” Bonnie asked gently.
“Amazing…”
She ran her hand through his hair again. “Oh, you are just too sweet!” Bonnie leaned closer and placed a soft kiss on his forehead.
“You just have a way to get the best out of people…” Mike answered.
The beautiful bunnie giggled. “Oh, shucks, if I wasn’t purple already, I would go all red now! Now stop that, ya silly billy. I already like you a whole lot already!”
“I like you too, Bonnie.” Mike muttered in his almost-trance.
Bonnie let a giggle out. Slowly, she stroked higher and higher until she finally stroked over his cheek, looking deep into his eyes.
Mika was astonished yet again. Suddenly, there was actual depth in Bonnie’s eyes. They didn’t look like two round pieces of plastic with painted irises anymore. Rather, they seemed to express honest affection. The guard smiled back and shifted a little, scuffling closer to the rabbit’s belly.
Suddenly, fabric hit his face and he looked up. Bonnie had opened her blouse completely.
“Wha…?”
“Shhhhh!” The bunny interrupted before Mike could wonder. “You got my poofy little old tail away from that saltwater scourge. I think ya deserve a little gratitude, sugar…”
Mike wanted to open his mouth and complain, but he was again silenced by Bonnie, this time a slow shaking of her head was enough. What was the point of resisting? Mike LIKED Bonnie. And he wanted this. Much more than what had happened with Foxy.
And those perky breasts, perfectly rounded, soft and tender to the touch. No, Mike really wanted this!
Slowly, he moved towards them and felt a tremble run through him as the soft smell of lilac and musk hit his nostrils. Finally, he placed a soft kiss on the fuzzy mounds, earning a giggle from Bonnie. He began peppering kissed and soft licks on the purple breast, enjoying its warmth and scent. Finally, he found the slightly darker-purple nipple and wrapped his lips around it. He began licking and smacking his lips, enjoying the feeling of it getting harder and Bonnie’s gentle moans.
Finally, he raised his hand and grabbed the other breast. It was slightly too big for his hand, and felt heavy, yet incredibly soft.
Bonnie meanwhile slowly reached for Mike’s pants and opened his fly and pulled his pants to the side, which made his stiffening dick pop out.
She grabbed it in her warm hand, sending a tremble through Mike’s entire body.
And then…
Nothing
Nothing?
Mike looked up at Bonnie?
She was staring at the door, completely motionless.
“Bonnie?” Mike asked, but no answer came.
Finally, the bunny broke the silence.
“Oh… erm… hello, Mrs Frederica, erm… boss…”
Oh snap! 