A whole year on, and the Diner's success hit unprecedented heights. Day in and day out, Freddy would take the stage at the Diner and sing rather crude children songs to an always jam-packed party room filled with children and parents alike. He didn't mind, it entertained the children and thus kept their parents interested in bringing them back to see the animatronic bear over and over again.

That was what Freddy enjoyed the most, being able to make children happy and interact with them. He learned so much from these humans and their way of life, mentally jotting down the names of each child he deemed 'special'.

Of course, every child was special in their own way to Freddy. He never really interacted with adults apart from staff, especially Mr. Fazbear.

Freddy had once again taken the stage, performing a sing-along with the children. Everything went rather smoothly, just as it always did, with Freddy ending his time on stage reminding the children to try out all the wonderful food they have to offer at the Diner. Before stepping off stage and interacting with them, maybe even playing games such as hide and seek.

It fascinated the ever-learning animatronic, always an amazing experience for the good ol' bear.

As he went through his rounds off stage, his eyes locked onto a regular at the Diner, none other than the little girl who 'critiqued' Freddy's choice of fur colour on his first day. Sophie, who was now at the grand age of five.

Sophie always held a special place in his cold, metallic 'heart' since the first day he became active. She was the only child brave enough to talk to Freddy on his first day, they've had a special bond together ever since.

She would come to the Diner with her parents just to speak to Freddy, her parents were very wary of trusting her around such a dangerous (In their eyes) looking animatronic bear, but they soon warmed to Freddy's rather goofy and gentle demeanour.

"Freddy!" She shouted in delight, running over to hug the golden mascot, burying her face in his rubbery golden fur as she embraced him.

Freddy always enjoyed this moment, though he had to be careful, he could very easily crush any small child if he wasn't careful of how much pressure to apply to an embrace such as this. Luckily, he figured out that he could measure in his CPU how much strength to apply to anything he did, if not, then even the littlest things such as grasping the microphone could prove bothersome.

"Hey there Sophie!" He responded, expressing joy in his mechanical voice as he knelt to match Sophie's height with his own. "Have you come to see your good ol' pal, Freddy?" She nodded, excitement written all over her face.

The animatronic let out one of his now trademark, goofy laughs. It never failed to brighten the day of anyone at the diner who heard it. Even Mr. Fazbear couldn't help but find some delight in just how silly Freddy could actually laugh when he wanted to, and he was an incredibly tough man to impress.

Strangely enough, Sophie's face began to slowly morph from one of happiness into one of concern. Freddy had noticed this emotion before from parents during the first few months he was active, however, this is a child showing concern, that can't be a good thing, can it?

"Sophie" He spoke calmly. "What's the matter? You seem to troubled by something." His gentle demeanour shining through over the generally goofy personality he presented.

Sophie began to once again turn a shade of red in her face, although this time, Freddy knew that this symbolised an individual feeling embarrassed, happy, or even angry. It was strange to him how one colour could mean so many emotions, it was difficult to understand, but their facial expressions helped Freddy guess how an individual felt when they were in that position.

"It's just that..." She squeaked, she was clearly uncomfortable revealing her troubles to the animatronic bear. "Go on sweetie, take your time." He reassured. Sophie couldn't help but smile at the bear's gentle voice.

"It's just... Aren't there more like you? Don't you feel... Lonely?" She asked innocently. Her large hazel eyes warming the bear's circuits, so adorable.

Freddy began to think, mechanical whirring noises ever so present as he thoroughly thought over Sophie's question. It's true that he's the only animatronic at the diner, but were there anymore like him? He'd never thought about this before.

"I don't know if there are more like me Sophie. Maybe there are, maybe there will be. One day." He replied, a tone of sadness in voice that only someone paying close attention to his voice could have detected.

Guilt swept over Sophie, she noticed Freddy's sad undertone and regretted bringing the topic up to the animatronic. She leaned over to kiss the bear's black, rubbery nose, whispering "I'm sorry". Her guilt coating her words before running back to go and play with the other children.

The animatronic's brain began to work in over-drive, thinking about the conversation he'd just had. If felt as though the world came crashing down on his shoulders as he realised a very important fact.

He was alone.

The mechanical giant slowly brought himself to his feet, each mechanical part working in a more stable way than they had in the past, helping the animatronic move in a completely fluid motion as opposed to the occasional lock he would experience in his legs. It helped Freddy feel less clunky and more real.

He decided there was only one way to see how he could rectify his situation.

He'd have to speak with Mr. Fazbear.

Mr. Fazbear usually remained in his quarters throughout working hours, he only really came out to either speak to the customers on stage or to watch his animatronic money-maker perform for the little ones.

He began to become even more elusive as time went on, if that were even possible. The restaurant's entrepreneur had seen better days, he wasn't getting any younger. Battling serious illness, one after the other, it was a wonder how he still came to oversee business everyday.

As usual, Mr. Fazbear was filing away bank statements and mementoes before being disturbed by an almost obnoxiously loud thud on his door. There was only one person it could be.

"Come in, Freddy!" He shouted without any hesitation, forever certain that only the golden animatronic could be able to put such force behind a simple knock.

Fazbear always feared that one day he'd have to pay damages, although he joked that it would come from the bear's 'paycheck'.

Sure enough, Freddy slowly opened the door, trudging over to the manager's desk as quietly as he could. Even taking off his top-hat as a show of respect to his 'boss'. The animatronic then stood silent, awaiting permission to speak from Mr. Fazbear as he continued filing documents. Mr. Fazbear stopped what he was doing and turned to face Freddy, seemingly frustrated that his time was being wasted.

"Well, go on Freddy, it must quite important for you to disturb me during working hours." He snapped, rather frustrated with the bear's sudden child-like behaviour. He couldn't afford to have his time wasted by an animatronic, when he really needs to be sorting out files and keeping the Diner in check.

The manager's wrinkling face turned a shade of red, he was neither happy or embarrassed. Freddy concluded that it only meant one thing.

Mr. Fazbear was angry with him.

To his surprise, Freddy then clamped his hands together and began to look to the floor, refusing to make eye-contact with a quite angry-looking Fazbear. His ears drooping as if he was an injured animal.

The room became dead silent, with Mr. Fazbear at a loss for words at the sudden change of demeanour Freddy presented. He then began to think, did his aggressive outburst... Upset Freddy? No, surely not, he's just a robot. Isn't he?

It would have confused any adult about how Freddy was able to express emotions and feel them, Mr. Fazbear still hasn't been able to comprehend how the golden bear can be so gentle and kind off stage, yet change into a ridiculously entertaining singer and goof-ball on stage.

Surely whoever built him knew things in electronics and mechanics that would dwarf the current knowledge of even the world's greatest minds.

All Mr. Fazbear know is that his endoskeleton and mechanical devices came from a place known as 'Animatron Technologies LTD'.

The mechanics had to program him once he arrived, even they couldn't make heads or tails of the circuitry present. His CPU was something they'd never seen before, an amazing piece of technology really.

Nonetheless, it seemed as though Freddy could openly learn and think his own way. Being able to express and feel emotions whenever he saw fit, he was surely one of a kind.

It was at this point Fazbear realised, he was expressing real child-like emotions. If Freddy could truly learn and adapt his behaviour to suit those around him, it was clear that his personality was reminiscent to a child's personality. He was truly hurt by the boss' outburst.

Mr. Fazbear must have been a strange form of father figure to Freddy, it was definitely a more personal-bond between the two than he originally anticipated. Freddy's an animatronic, not a child, it shouldn't be possible for a machine to be able to act and feel on its own terms.

Despite that, it seemed as though with his growing illnesses and stress trying to maintain order at the Diner, he failed to notice that this machine, this ever adapting and learning machine... Actually cared for his well-being.

A wall of regret took the place of the stress and angst the weary manager felt moments ago.

"Freddy..." He started. "I'm.. Um.. Sorry." Freddy's ears perked up, slowly beginning to lift his head to finally make eye-contact with Mr. Fazbear, clearly he was still too nervous to spark a conversation about his situation.

"I'm sorry for upsetting you" Mr. Fazbear finally said, his voice clear and with purpose. "Please, tell me. What is it you want to talk to me about?" His asked calmly, soothing the virtual wounds Freddy just felt.

The golden animatronic finally gathered the courage to speak. "Well... I've been thinking, am I the only... Well, whatever I am?" He wasn't sure if how he asked the question would make sense to Mr. Fazbear.

It most certainly did, as Mr. Fazbear's weary expression changed as his face lit up like a light bulb, he'd just thought of an amazing idea. He chuckled, making Freddy tilt his head in confusion at the old man's sudden mood change.

"Yes, you are. But not for much longer! What a splendid idea this is!" He exclaimed. It almost looked as if he was about to break into dance at his thought, why didn't he think of this before? More animatronic characters to increase the Diner's popularity!

There's a load of questions that needed addressing however, What animal will they be? What names will they have? What colour will they be? There's only one other person Mr. Fazbear could trust with this task.

"Scott!" He bellowed.

At that moment, a young man, definitely no older than 25, came rushing into the room as the manager's call. Freddy had only seen this man a few times, he would be the one to meet and greet new employees when they started to work at the Diner.

"My boy! Place an order for two new animatronics! I want you to decide the animals and colours they'll be and order them ASAP! Hurry! Christmas is on the horizon!" He demanded, a large smile on his face, filled with energetic fumbling as he chuckled over his new idea.

As quickly as he arrived, Scott darted out of the room without a word as he went to place an order for two new animatronics to join Freddy, and for Christmas no less!

It happened all too quickly for Freddy's processor to handle, he was getting...

Friends?!

The golden mascot pulled Mr. Fazbear into a hug, blissfully unaware of the pressure he was applying due to the amount of excitement that filled his circuits.

"F-F-Freddy... Can't... Breeeathe.." The manager uttered, turning a deep purple as Freddy let go of him. Falling to the floor in a crumpled mess, although his smile never faltered.

He took a few deep breaths before addressing the bear. "I understand you're excited, but please, never do that again." He stated, before tending back to his documents. "You can make your leave now, and be happy Freddy. You won't be alone for much longer!" He reassured.

Freddy solemnly nodded before turning to head back to the party room. As he left Mr. Fazbear's office, he began to think over the events that had just transpired in the office moments ago.

"I'm getting friends!" He thought, his circuits feeling restless and energetic at the thought. That's when Freddy finally came to the conclusion.

"Everything is Golden..."


Author's Note: Hey Guys! Chapter 2! New friends for Freddy! I wonder who they're going to be. ;)

Many thanks to those who smacked that follow/favourite my story, and a special thanks to the one review I received. It makes me proud of myself to see that people actually enjoy what I have to offer, Thank you! :)

I did notice a few minor mistakes after publishing the first chapter which really hit me hard.

I like to be quite the perfectionist in everything I do, but missing words in sentences is something I've always had trouble with. I can only hope that I learn to overcome that as I write this story.

If there are any of the same mistakes with this chapter, please feel free to let me know, if it gets too out of control. I may re-upload the whole product, mistake free when I've finished writing this story aha.

I've rambled on long enough, I hope you enjoyed Chapter 2. And I'll see you in Chapter 3! :D