My birthday came much quicker than I had expected. It was going to be amazing! Lots of kids from school were going to there, and my best friend too! Of course Daddy would keep his promise and let me have Baby for my birthday. I could see her, and play with her, and not have to hide when Daddy came wandering through the halls. Nothing could go wrong on that day, it was all going to be perfect!
The pizzeria was sectioned off with little ropes with signs saying "Birthday Guests Only". My two favorite animatronics had empty rooms, and one of the bigger party rooms was decorated, just for me. Kids from school trickled in. They might not all like me, but the promise of cake and free pizza made everyone on the 'invite' list come. The gift pile grew larger, and the rooms grew louder as more people arrived. It wasn't long before Daddy let me throw the switches that turned Baby and Freddy on. Strains of music drifted from the rooms and the yelling of excited kids followed suit. Daddy had given me a rare genuine smile, and kissed my forehead softly, before pushing me out of the room with a "now go have fun Rosie."
Charlie was waiting for me when I came racing through the hallways towards Baby's room. She was bouncing around excitedly in her normal oversized black sweater, talking to anyone who would listen for even a moment. She pounced on me as soon as I was near enough, squeezing me in a hug that made it almost impossible to breath. It didn't matter that we saw each other almost every weekend, she was always just as excited as she was now. Just as I was about to turn blue from oxygen deprivation she let go and started to drag me into the auditorium. The performance had just started, and for that moment, everything in that day was perfect.
The hours flew by with Baby and Freddy's performances, and Charlie constantly talking. It wasn't long before the cake was eaten, and the presents opened. Soon it was going to be time to leave. To close up, and shut down the robots. Charlie and I stayed longer than the other kids. Hiding from her daddy and mine as they cleaned up and looked around for us. Staying hidden under the tables in Baby's room as we waited for them to find us. Her dad found her first, winking at me as he told Daddy that he had no clue where I was. And then, I was alone. Well, not completely alone, Baby was there too, still singing softly to the mostly empty room.
I wandered closer to the stage, slightly bored now that everyone was gone. But Baby was still here, she sparkled under the lights. And when I got closer, I could smell birthday cake, barely, but it was there. I leaned on the stage, smiling up at her. "I don't know why daddy never let me play with you... You're wonderful..!" It was whispered. I could barely hear it myself, but apparently she did. The singing stopped, and she crouched down to be able to see me. She smiled and looked like she was about to say something, but it didn't come out. She straightened and something started to rumble and grind softly. I watched as her stomach opened and a small vanilla ice cream came out of her stomach. It was very odd, Daddy had never said anything about Baby making ice cream. I scrambled up onto the stage, approaching her, eager for another treat that Daddy couldn't say no to. I was too focused on the ice cream to see her eyes turn black. I didn't see her head tilt awkwardly, or her mouth curve into a wide, creepy smile. I didn't even see what was waiting inside her, poised to strike.
Pain exploded in my chest. It didn't last very long, just the few seconds it took for the claw to drag me to Baby's stomach. I screamed and tried to get away, but there was no use in trying. The grip the claw had on me was too strong, and even if I had been able to get away, I wouldn't have survived the wound. A final tug, and I was inside her stomach. It was dark, and cramped, and I could feel the steady drip of blood from the puncture wounds. I couldn't breathe, couldn't move, was in too much pain to either. It felt like forever but it must have only been a minute before everything started to shift back into place. Gears, wires, all assortment of metal pieces slowly started to come down. I was trapped already, but now I knew there was no way I was getting out of this. Then, there was nothing. And I was no longer existed