Chica

Bonnies head shot straight up to look at the door "ya im alright" Bonnie replied

"can i come in cutie?" Bonnie felt his cheeks burn up a bit when he heard chicas nickname for him.

"Y-ya ya come on in" Bonnie tried his hardest not to stutter but just couldn't help it. As chica's curvaceous figure came into view, Bonnie could feel his little cock begin to stiffen (not that anybody could ever notice) he a felt little ashamed nonetheless.

"Would mind if I joined you on the table cutie?"

"Ya sure, jus' let me scooch over"

For a while they just stared at almost stationary ceiling fan not saying a word, until chica broke the silence.

"You know i think it's adorable how shy you are but we've been friends for a while, you dont have to keep secrets from me. You haven't been yourself lately, whats on your mind?" Chica asked. How was Bonnie meant to say that he was severely insicure about tiny dick, he couldn't, so he lied.

"Oh, im just a little nervous about meeting the new animatronics next week" Bonnie half lied, while that wasn't the reason he's been riddled with anxiety, he was still a bit nervous around new people.

"Is that what's youve been worrying about? Bon' you got nothin to worry about, you are the nicest person i know, the guys will adore you just like the rest of us" chica reassured her cute friend.

"Its a little weird to think that our little diner is going to expand into a full blown restaurant" bonnie admitted.

"You jus' keep your head up cutie, Freddy foxy and i got a fresh pizza wating if you want any" chica said, and with that she hopped off the table and strutted out the door. Bonnie then went to the bathroom to furiously stroke himself off, he washed his hands afterwards like a gentleman.

Now that Chica brought it up Bonnie couldn't help but get a new wave of anxiety, what would the new guys think of him. For the first time in months, Bonnie was self conscious about something other than his stubbie genitals. For now though, he joined to others for some pizza to calm his nerves.