Waterview High

Chapter 3 - Power Out

As Bonnie's door closed, the bunny frowned and stared at the window. He walked over and closed the curtains, cloaking the entire room in darkness. He sat at his desk and switched on his lap, lighting up the room with a very dim glow. The bunny bit his lip and rested his head on his desk. He scratched his ears and yawned, raising his head up off the desk.

“What's wrong with me…?” The bunny whispered to himself, “I might have a crush on him but...I can't just, own him...”

He frowned, his ears lowered, “Clyde is pretty cool, I guess...”

He glanced at the door and shook his head, “Clyde...” He growled to himself, “He was inside Red's room...”

“That goddamned bunny got me beaten up...” Bonnie muttered to himself, “I guess he got his revenge for earlier...” He sighed.

“Clyde can be a nice guy if he wanted to...maybe we could be friends again.” Bonnie scratched his ears, “Maybe I could give him another chance...”

“After-all, it wasn't his fault.” Bonnie switched off the lamp and stood up. He walked over to his bed and took his pants and shirt off. He threw them onto the ground and dove onto his bed and hid under the covers, evading the cold breezes coming through the cracks above and below of the door.

He rested his head on the pillow and slowly drifted off into sleep.

Bonnie awoke to find himself outside of the dorm. He didn't seem to have control over his actions. He looked down and saw that he was looking down at human hands. He seemed to be walking around, even though he wasn't moving himself.

He was startled when he saw a weapon of some sort in the hand of whoever body he was possessing. He glanced at the front door of the dorm and he felt a grin appear on his face when an anthro rabbit walked out of the front doors.

“What're ye doin' outside at this hour~?” The human asked, brandishing a blunt object in his hand. The rabbit didn't hear him and proceeded to walk away from the dorm. The human walked over to the side of the dorm and opened a fuse box. He pulled out some tweezers and proceeded to cut a red wire.

The human glanced up at the dorm when he heard a student curse extremely loudly, this would've woken up the entire dorm, he needed to act fast.

The entire area surrounding the dorm was suddenly completely black. The human grinned and quietly shut the fuse box. He saw the rabbit approaching the front door again.

“Too dark to go anyway...” He heard the rabbit mutter. The human sprung into action. He ran up to the rabbit and smashed him in the head with the object he possessed in his hand. The rabbit fell to the ground with a thud. The human grabbed the body and dragged the rabbit away from the dorm.

Bonnie suddenly shot awake, he panted and felt a trickle of sweat beading down his face. He wiped it off and sat on the edge of his bed. He reached over towards the door and flicked the light switch. The lights came on, and after a few seconds, they suddenly switched off.

“WHAT THE FUCK!?” Somebody shouted. Bonnie grabbed his phone and used the light to find his pants. He put them on and opened the door. The bunny trudged outside – shirtless – and looked down the hallway. He saw a few flashlights lighting up the room.

He also saw a group of students standing in the centre of the third floor – where his room was – and approached the group. He smiled when he saw Foxy, Clyde and Freddy amongst the small group. Freddy walked over to the bunny, accompanied by Clyde and Foxy.

“Argh, it seems the power's out.” Foxy commented, his arms being folded. Freddy shrugged and adjusted his bowtie.

“Seems so.” He added.

“I still could've slept,” Clyde yawned and stretched, “That asshole on the end couldn't live without his Grand Theft Auto I guess.”

“I WAS ON THE LAST LEVEL!” An anthro dragon stormed past them, wearing pac-man pyjamas and holding three controllers in his hands, with a headset atop of his head. Clyde shook his head.

“And I thought you were addicted to games.” Bonnie glanced over at Clyde. Clyde shrugged with a grin and took out his phone.

“Flappy bird can kiss my ass.” He growled.

“Anyway...” Foxy cleared his throat, “I ain't getting' back t' sleep.”

“Me neither, what's the point? I'm not tired anyway.” Bonnie shrugged.

“You could've at least put a shirt on,” Freddy commented, clearing his throat, “You would've had enough time to do that.”

“Maybe I felt like showing off my abs for a bit?” Bonnie shrugged. He stretched and yawned again, causing the three males to look away, all of them flustered to the extreme. Foxy looked back and sighed.

“Whatever, mate,” He shook his head, “It's too dark for me to go skateboarding or whatever so, did ya three wanna join me for some roleplayin' or video games or somethin'?”

“I'm in,” Clyde shrugged, “I got nothing else to do.”

“You could sleep.” Freddy suggested.

“Screw that, and besides; it's Saturday. The more time I get to enjoy myself, the happier I'll be.” Clyde responded.

“I'm the complete opposite, I need to sleep as much as I can.” Bonnie chuckled.

Foxy nodded and began walking back to his room, “See ya, mates!”

Clyde followed him, leaving Bonnie and Freddy behind, “If you go put a shirt on, I'd like to go outside for a little tour before the day begins.” Freddy said. Bonnie nodded excitedly and walked back into his room. He shut the door behind him and came back out a few minutes later dressed in a casual shirt and jeans.

“No shoes?” Freddy asked, looking down at the bunny's feet. Bonnie shrugged.

“I couldn't find them.” He simply responded.

Freddy watched Bonnie walk past him and down the hallway. Bonnie walked over to the staircase and proceeded to walk down the stairs to the bottom floor. Freddy folded his arms and walked over to the group of students.

They dispersed as Freddy approached, a few of them snickering and muttering to each other. Freddy raised an eyebrow at this and shook his head. He saw Red standing at the end of the hallway. He was glaring at Freddy and was holding a baseball bat in his paw. Freddy ran to the staircase and proceeded to run down faster than he'd ever ran before.

As he made it to the bottom floor and ran down the final step, he failed to see a skateboard at the end of the stairs. He shrieked as his foot made contact with the skateboard. He fell forward and smashed face first into the unlucky person who was standing at the bottom of the stairs.

“Hey man, watch it!” Freddy looked up to see an angry human staring at him, “Get offa me!” The human shouted.

“I uh...I'm sorry..!” Freddy crawled off of him. The human growled and stood back up.

“Stupid bears fucking up my routine...” He muttered under his breath. He picked up a mop and bucket that had fallen beside him and proceeded to walk down the hallway and to the janitor's closet.

“Don't mind him,” Freddy looked over at the front door to see Bonnie standing there with a grin, “Jeremy's just an old fart, pay no mind to him.”

Freddy nodded and walked over to the door. Bonnie walked outside and quickly crouched down behind a small wall that laid beside the concrete steps.

“We're not necessarily allowed to be outside,” Bonnie whispered to Freddy as he crouched behind him, “Curfew and all that, understand?”

Freddy nodded and glanced over the wall to see what looked like a security guard walking past the dorm. Bonnie tapped Freddy's shoulder and nodded.

“Let's go.” He said, standing up. He folded his arms and walked away from the stairs. Freddy quickly caught up with him and sighed.

“Why are we out here?” Freddy asked. Bonnie shrugged and looked up at the sky. The sky was completely empty of stars, as if they were just erased with a piece of stationary. The only thing that was in the sky; was the moon.

Bonnie stared at the moon, with a grin on his face, “I'm always out after curfew if I can't sleep,” He began, “It gives me time to think on how my life's going.”

“And you can't do that in your own room?” Freddy asked, glancing at his friend. Bonnie's ears lowered and his gaze drifted away from the moon, to the ground below their feet.

“I can't think when I'm in an enclosed space,” Bonnie sighed, “It stresses me out.”

“Claustrophobic?” Freddy tilted his head. Bonnie shrugged.

“Maybe,” Bonnie sighed, “I never really got anyone to tell me if I did or not.”

“Go to a psychologist?” Freddy suggested, “Talk to your parents?”

Bonnie scoffed, “My dad doesn't give a shit about me.”

“What about your mom?” Freddy questioned.

Bonnie scoffed, “She wouldn't have time to ask questions before getting hurt.”

“What do you mean?” Freddy asked, his eyes widening a little. He took a hint when he saw Bonnie's face go into a sadder frame. They continued walking in silence.

They walked further away from the dorm and onto an open grass field. They began walking up a small hill, eventually leading to a small grass patch, with a broken wooden bench.

Bonnie kicked the pieces of the bench away and laid on the grass patch, “You gonna lie with me? Or head back to the dorm?” Bonnie asked. Freddy glanced back at the dorm, to see a group of students arguing outside about something.

“I'd rather lie down,” Freddy walked over and laid down beside his friend, grunting a little as his fur grazed the grass, “It's pretty comfortable here.” He noted.

Bonnie shrugged and laid his head on his arms, staring at the empty sky above him.

Freddy looked up at the sky, with a confused look on his face, “Why do you find the sky so fascinating?”

“Well,” Bonnie sighed, “I imagine the sky to be an empty canvas.”

Freddy stayed silent as the bunny continued, “The clouds represent the ideas flowing through the artists' head, and as the clear, it means the ideas are being put onto paper and used in action.”

“The sun represents the spark, the starting point that is always there to start an artists' career, hobby or whatever!” Bonnie laughed.

“As cliché and scripted as it might sound,” Bonnie glanced at Freddy, “I picture the sky to be my mind when I think about the art of music...every time I look up there. I stare at the clouds and shape them into musical notes. I put them onto paper and just like that, the clouds clear, removing another idea from my overworked musical brain.”

Freddy stiffled a laugh, and cleared his throat, “I'm sorry, it's kinda hard to take you seriously when I hear you say something as god-awfully cliché as that.”

“And that's why I only have a small group of friends,” The bunny laughed, then glanced at Freddy, “What do you do for fun?”

“Well uh, I don't do too much.” Freddy shrugged, he sat up and Bonnie sat up a few seconds later.

“I play guitar and write music, what are your hobbies is what I mean.” Bonnie responded. Freddy smiled and nodded.

“Oh, I get you,” Freddy said, “Well, I do like to read a lot. I write a little bit, but I'm pretty bad at it.”

“Got any material that you can share with me?” Bonnie asked, his ears twitching a little. Freddy shook his head.

“Not really, I left all my material back home when I left.” Freddy replied.

Bonnie paused and rubbed his shoulder, “What happened?”

“What do ya mean?” The bear turned to him.

“I mean, what caused you to leave Chicago?” Bonnie asked.

The bear shrugged, “We owned a few houses there. I wasn't proud of it. I got bullied all through school for being the rich kid. I even came to school in torn up clothes just to show that I can be poor too, needless to say I angered a few people with that.”

Bonnie listened without interrupting, “A few days after I did that, my father was going to open up one of his homes was going to sell it to somebody that was equally was wealthy and lucky as he was. He did and...well, something went wrong.”

The bear sighed, “The house caught fire. Nobody knew how, but it did. Two kids died in the fire. This put a bad reputation on our family. The kids at school – I'll remind you that I was still in elementary at the time – believed that we purposely set the house ablaze to kill those kids to teach the city a lesson.”

“I couldn't handle the bullying anymore, I begged my dad to leave, he told mom and me that we might be leaving in a few days. It came closer than we thought when our stock plummeted. We lost a ton of money. We fell behind on many bills, and it didn't help Red was being arrested for dealing drugs every FUCKING month.”

Bonnie flinched when the bear cursed, “HE gave our family a bad name. We had to pay for his bail EVERY time. But dad and mom didn't care. They just wanted to keep their family nice and wealthy so they could fuck on gold studded bed-sheets or some bullshit.” The bear unsheathed his claws and growled to himself.

“I just wanted to be a normal kid...” He sheathed his claws and stood up. Bonnie frowned and stood up beside him.

“Look, this was a bad idea...” Freddy muttered. Bonnie's ears lowered and he placed a paw on the bear's shoulder. Freddy was tempted to claw Bonnie on the face for touching him, but he felt himself calm down when Bonnie touched him.

“Calm down Fred...” Bonnie said, calmly, “I'm sorry for asking, okay…?”

Freddy nodded, “We left Chicago for a fresh start. And this beautiful little town is the reason why we're living such a better life now.”

“Red may be a drug-dealer, but it's not like my parent's give a shit about him anyway, I was always the better son.” Freddy grinned. Bonnie nodded and hugged the bear. Freddy smiled and held the bunny close against him.

“You got that right...” Bonnie whispered. Freddy pulled away from Bonnie and they shared a smile. They both glanced over at the dorm to see all of the lights come back on, followed by a few students shouting 'woohoos' and celebrating the power coming back on.

“Wanna join Foxy 'n Clyde?” Freddy asked. Bonnie nodded and began walking back down the hill towards the dorm. Freddy smiled to himself and followed Bonnie back down, not noticing another large brown bear standing behind a tree.

The bear glared at Freddy as he walked away, “You son of a bitch..”

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