Inspiration... Anyway if you've read my baby Mike story, the FYI stuff is the same; only Gold will be about 6 months old and an animatronic bear. And be prepared, guys. This story will take turns down every street you can imagine; creepy, depressing, funny, cute, etc. Ready, Goldie?

Goldie: No, not rea-

Too bad. Anyway, enjoy!

Goldie: No.

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"Jack, who should be babyfy now?" Goldie asked, in the kitchen with his Puppet friend; as usual. "I've started to realize something, Goldie," Jack said. "Turning things into children is wrong, cruel, and evil. I'm done doing this." "But you're the one that has the magic!" the suit said. "You can't quit. I'll be powerless if you do." "You want to know what'll make you powerless? This!" With that, a dark purple glowing orb appeared in his hands. He threw it at the golden bear and left as blinding white light filled the room.

A child-like screech sounded from the kitchen. Freddy's ears perked up at the sound. He sat his microphone down and headed up the basement stairs. He opened the kitchen door. He gasped at what he saw. It was a small golden animatronic bear cub laying in the middle of the floor. Once the cub's pitch black eye sockets showed, the grizzly knew it was his brother.

"LET ME GO!" the golden cub screeched, trying to squirm out of Freddy's grip; but to no avail. "Freddy, what's the noise?" Bonnie, who was tuning his guitar, asked from the stage. "Come see for yourself," the bear replied. The rabbit got up and headed over to him. He saw a yellow-gold furball in his chocolate brown arms. "G-Goldie?!"

"Congratulations genius, you figured it out," Goldie said sarcastically. "Now can you put me down, you idiotic bastard?" "No, Goldie," Freddy replied. "You're less than a year old. You shouldn't be able to crawl for a few more months." "Yeah?" the cub said. "Then just put me down and I'll prove I can." The older bear sat his brother on the pizzeria floor, not wanting to argue. He got on his stomach and scooted himself forward with his back legs. "That's not cra-" "Shut up, you moron!" he snapped, interrupting him.

Freddy picked Goldie up, saying, "Come on, you can teach yourself to crawl later. For now, I need to get you settled somewhere that's suitable for a small baby like you." "I don't like being called a baby..." he muttered as he was carried to Pirate's Cove.

"Why do ya think I could take care o' 'im?" Foxy asked from behind the starry purple curtains of the Cove. "I just be a worthless excuse o' a pirate. And besides, yer 'is brother. Why can't ya take care o' th' lad?" "Because I don't have the time to, this is a covered place with no cameras inside, and you literally do nothing 24/7 so this is something to make you more responsible," Freddy replied. "Now give me a good excuse why you can't." The fox was silent for a long while. "Bring 'im in."

After digging in some lost and found things, Freddy got baby things. Goldie was taken inside and wrapped in a baby blue blanket with a well-cleaned pacifier in his mouth to match. And let's just say he looked very adorable. "Ooh, Mike's come for his nightwatch," Freddy said to himself. "I might threaten him to get us some baby things."

And so Freddy did. Around 3:00 Mike came back with a crib, some bottles, some diapers, some baby food, and some formula. Then he began his shift. Goldie was put in the crib wrapped with the blanket while the pacifier was in his mouth. He had a diaper put on him as well. "Goldie, look at ol' Foxy," Foxy said, tapping on the crib bars with his hook in hopes of getting the cub's attention. He ignored the pirate as he pouted. "C'mon, laddie. It's not me fault yer a ba-" "Don't call me that stupid word," he said, spitting his pacifier out. "Now I got yer attention, eh?"

"I'm not playing any of those stupid baby games, if that's what you want," Goldie snapped. "I'd rather eat broken glass with my own bare gums." "Alright, I'll go get ya some," Foxy said, starting to walk out. "Pfft, I know you won't," the young bear said. "I'm not that stupid, y'know. Besides, you're a really bad sitter if you do get some." "No, it's just I've never liked ya," the maroon animatronic chuckled. "Fine, don't get any!" he said. "I'll do whatever you want besides that."

Hey guys, guess what? I'm leaving you with a cliffhanger! But I promise I'll continue updating, it just might be slow. Anyway, all reviews are appreciated. I hope you enjoyed, and bye!