Introduction
God damn it! I was just sulking around the hallways like any other normal day, but today was far from normal. I heard footsteps behind me, and I turned my head to see who it was, but before I could make out who it was, a violet stream of light sped toward me and hit me right smack in the middle of my face. Suddenly, an awful feeling swept through me, and my legs collapsed under my weight. My body started shrinking, and my head began to spin. I could feel my head getting smaller as my skull pressed further into my head, causing an unbearable searing pain. Soon, the dizziness overwhelmed me, and I blacked out.
Chapter 1
I woke up, was immediately blinded by the light, and I fell over. My head was throbbing like hell. Trying to resist the pain, I attempted to stand up, but my legs were no longer functioning properly. Furious, I jumped to my feet, but I fell on my face again. I was infuriated, and I tried to cuss, but instead, cries came out! All I could do was cry! To my horror, I heard footsteps approaching, and someone speaking. "What was that?" And another, "I think it was crying" "Who is it?" A concerned voice sounded. "Meh, it's probably Foxy crying about murdering that kid," The footsteps came closer, and I cried even harder. Suddenly, Freddy, Chica, and Bonnie emerged from around a corner. They all took a single look at me and gasped, some in horror, some in shock, and one in delight.
Suddenly, Chica screamed, "OH MY GOD! BABY GOLDIE! IT'S SO CUTE!" She squealed in delight as she picked me up and squeezed me HARD. "F*ck off!" I thought to myself. Fortunately, she put me down before I could act. "Holy crap! That's awesome!" Bonnie exclaimed. "No, it's not! I can't talk OR walk! What's wrong with you, you sick imbecile?" Angry thoughts streamed through my head. "Hey, shrimp! Come and get my finger!" Freddy shouted as he stuck out his finger and teased me with it. "Yeah, you see that? Go and get it!" He taunted. What an addlepated nitwit. I stood up, finally gaining my walking ability and tried to teleport, but I had lost that ability. Fuming, I sprinted to his finger and bit down forcefully, causing him to scream like a girl. "OW! SCREW YOU, YOU LITTLE BASTARD!" Freddy screamed as he tried to fling me off of his finger, but I just bit down harder. "GET OF MY F*CKING FINGER!" Freddy screamed furiously. "Freddy, you can't talk like that to a baby!" Chica scolded. Suddenly, I lost my grip, and I went flying into the wall with a sickening crash. Ballistic, I got up to my feet and found my voice. I screamed, "YOU KNOW WHAT? SCREW YOU, FREDDY! SCREW ALL OF YOU!" I stormed off. I locked myself in the supply closet and sulked in there for a few hours, until I realized that I had to piss. Really, REALLY badly.
I slammed the door open and scrambled over to the kitchen, where Chica was bandaging Freddy's finger. Freddy gave me a scornful glare. "So, you ready to apologize for ruining my life, you little abomination? He said angrily. "N-no! This is different!" I stammered nervously. "What, you wanna bite me again?" He scoffed. "Because that's not gonna happen!" "Freddy, PLEASE! I really need to take a piss, and I can't get onto the toilet!" I whined. "Um, NO. After what happened, I am absolutely not helping you, and I probably never am!" He said scornfully. Chica gave me a concerned look and nudged Freddy. "Chica, you do realize that's not going to work," Freddy explained. But Chica had more aces up her sleeve. "Ok, then. If that's not going to work, then I will give you two choices. You either take Goldie to the bathroom, or I tell Bonnie your darkest secret," Freddy immediately jumped to his feet. "Fine! I'll take him, but only because you forced me!" He screamed angrily as he stomped over to me. He handled me very roughly, and when he picked me up, I felt like my heart was going to fly out of my mouth. I gave Chica an angry look, and she winked at me.
On the way to the bathroom, I jostled and crashed around in Freddy's loose grip. Whenever I almost fell out, he squeezed me and jostled me upwards. "Freddy, STOP IT!" I screamed, irritated by his inexperience of handling babies. "Stop complaining! I was nice enough to take you to the bathroom, and now you repay me with this? Shut up, you ungrateful little bastard!" I thought of a great comeback. "Well, how would you like it if I grew up again, you turned into a baby, and I treated you like this?" I questioned. He must have pictured exactly what I pictured because his reaction was priceless. "SHUT UP! JUST SHUT UP!" HE screamed furiously. I snickered. "STOP LAUGHING! THAT'S NOT EVEN FUNNY!" He screamed, his eyes burning with fury. "You have to admit that you had your fun already," I told him. Freddy growled angrily.
When we arrived at the bathroom, Freddy swung open a stall door so hard that when he tried to go in, the door slammed in his face. "So, looks like the door's being a bitch," I said. Freddy picked me up by the arms with my face facing toward him. He was holding me a few feet above the toilet. I waited for him to set me down, but he never did. I crossed my legs, trying not to pee, but Freddy screamed at me to hurry up and go. "JUST F*CKING GO ALREADY!" He screamed. "Freddy," I complained, "I can't pee like this!" "So? Who cares?" He scoffed. "Put me down on the toilet and let me pee properly!" I screamed. "Oh yeah? What'll happen if I don't?" He growled. The pee was bursting to come out of me, like the air in a popped balloon. "THIS'LL happen!" I said as I let myself go and pissed all over his face. Freddy spluttered in disgust as he dropped me and screamed, "W-WHY, YOU LITTLE SHIT!" "Karma's a bitch, Freddy! Karma's a bitch!" I exclaimed as I ran out of the bathroom.
I went and sucked up to Chica about Freddy's abusive behavior. "Chica!" I called out. "Oh, hello there, Goldie!" She crooned. "Chica, Freddy was being mean to me!" I whined impatiently. "Really? It's not like him to do that," She replied, unsure if I was telling the truth. But the, she took one look at a bruise on my arm from being handled roughly and screamed, "FREDDY! COME HERE THIS INSTANT!" Chica's face had suddenly turned from sweet to sour. Moments later, a dripping Freddy stomped around and growled, "What do you f*cking want?" His face was dripping in water, piss and soap. He had clearly tried to wash himself, but he had desperately failed. I snickered. He noticed me and screamed, "And YOU! GET OUT!" Freddy was ballistic. "Now, Freddy, I know that you're upset, but can't you at least apologize to Goldie? After all, he's just a baby!" Chica convinced him."He's not a baby, he's an evil bastard!" Freddy exclaimed irately. "Freddy, enough with this crap!" Chica screamed over him. "Bonnie, go feed Goldie. He looks hungry," She snapped. "Oh, and one more thing," Chica said as she pulled out a long sleeve shirt and overalls. "Oh, crap!" I thought.