Blu cracks his eyelids open, his face partially buried in his pillow. His vision is blurry at first, but adjusts to the partially lit room quickly. He lets out a soft, muffled groan, before sitting himself up on his knees and allowing his blanket to slide off. He takes a moment to stretch his arms out before looking over to the clock that hung on his wall. His eyes widened slightly in shock after seeing that he'd slept all the way into noon.

"Some party..." He murmurs to himself as he rubs his eyes. He couldn't remember the last time he had so much fun at a party. Mostly he would force or pretend to have fun just to avoid getting glared at by Freddy. But last night is possibly one of the funnest nights he's experienced since his third birthday. Most likely because Jeremy was with him for the first three hours until he had to go to work. Blu frowned slightly at the memory, but quickly shoved it aside.

Today is a new day.

He got out of bed and groans softly at how stiff his legs felt. Perhaps he shouldn't have danced for the remainder of the party. He forces himself to walk over to the door, not bothering to get himself groomed. Tufts of fur were sticking out of a few places while his eyes look droopy as hell. He leaves his room and shuffles over to the door next door. After grabbing the knob he slowly pushes it forward before stopping and peeking through the small crack to check if daddy bear was awake.

Sure enough he found the bear in his bathroom busy tying his blue bow-tie on; he must've woken up not long before he did. His back was turned completely to him, which prompted a small smirk on Blu's white maw as he silently entered the room. He crept up to the golden bear as quietly as he could while crouched so he wouldn't get noticed. Goldie seemed completely unaware of his presence since he focused most of his attention on smoothing a stubborn tuft of fur between his ears. With his guard completely down, Blu grinned wickedly and made his move.

Goldie's normally stoic dark blue eyes widened with shock when he felt arms suddenly wrap around him from behind. He let out a surprised shout as he collapsed on the tiled floor on his stomach with a loud thump. He quickly looks over his shoulder and finds Blu laughing while lying spread-eagled on his broad back. He frowned while his eyelids lowered into his usual half-lidded gaze.

"Blu." He says calmly. "Would you kindly get off of me?"

Blu giggled, something he rarely ever did. Feeling a bit rebellious, he shook his head. The grin he had on his face only grew wider when he saw the bear's eyebrows furrow and eyes narrow at him in annoyance.

"I mean it, Blu. Get off of me." He says sternly. Blu shakes his head again and he growls softly in dismay. "You're being childish right now. Get off before you get what's coming for you."

"Oh?" Blu rests his chin on his paw and stares at him with interested eyes and a seemingly innocent small smile, showing off his two front teeth cutely. "And what would that be, darling?" He asks daringly.

A hint of a smile appears on Goldie's maw. "This." In the blink of an eye he manages to roll onto his side and cause Blu to fall off with a yelp. As soon as the rabbit touches the floor he immediately reaches both his paws out to his stomach and proceeded to tickle him mercilessly.

"N-no! Ack!" Blu gasps as he desperately tries to fend off against the tickling fingers. "S-stop it! Ahahahahaha! Stop it right now!"

"Apologize first." Goldie replies bluntly.

Blu manages to give the bear a sly grin before quickly shaking his head. "No can do, dear."

"Then I guess you're going to have to suffer until you do." He then went for his sides, causing the blue rabbit to let out a squeal and frantically begin to kick his legs all over the place.

"Noooooooooooooo! S-stooooooooop! Ahahahahahahahaha! G-Goldieeeeeeeeeeee!" Blu whined while ignoring the pain he got after his foot hit the tub of the bathtub shower that is present in the small room.

"Not until you apologize."

"Neverrrrrrrrrr!"

"Then more torture for you~." Goldie smirked and brought his muzzle down to his stomach. Blu's eyes widened in horror and watched as he did the one thing he knew would make him surrender. He howled with laughter and closed his eyes tightly as the bear blew into his stomach.

"N-no! Not that! Anything but thaaAAAAAAAT!"

Goldie only smiled, which was hidden against the soft white fur as he continued to blow into it. Blu felt tears beginning to squeeze themselves out of the corners of his eyes and run down his cheeks as he laughed harder and harder until he thought he was beginning to run out of air. Unknown to the both of them, however, somebody was watching their little tickle fest.

His head resting against the doorway as his body leaned into it with both arms folded over his chest, and a smile present on his maw, Freddy watched the both of them with relaxed half-lidded eyes. His mind wandered back to any memory he had of their previous tickle fights, but so long has passed that he simply couldn't find any to remember. He felt his synthetic heart warm to the sight of his brother making his little baby doll laugh in a way he hasn't done in so long.

Eventually Blu's laughs started to die down as it became harder to breathe. "Alright!" He managed to cry out in between laughs, "I'm sorry! I-I'm sorry."

Goldie seemed satisfied with his answer and stopped his tickling at last. Blu was reduced to a panting, heaving mess as he breathed in air slowly. Goldie gently lifted him up so that he was sitting on his knees like him and pressed a soft kiss on his forehead. "I love you, baby doll." He says with love clear in his voice. Blu only manages to smile back since he didn't find the strength in him just yet to reply verbally. Goldie closed his eyes as he brought their faces closer until their foreheads touched, smiling softly.

"Ahem." Freddy cleared his throat to break the brief pause. Both animatronics opened their eyes and parted after seeing him in the doorway.

"Do you mind?" Goldie asks with a hint of annoyance.

"I just wanted to check on you after I heard laughing coming from your room." Freddy replies. "Don't forget we have to clean up from last night's party. Tomorrow's the grand re-opening and we need this place to be spick 'n span when the manager arrives later."

"That's right..." The golden bear mumbles to himself as he trails his eyes away from his brother and down to the floor. "I'll be out there in a bit. Just give me some more time with Blu."

Freddy's smile widens an inch before he nods. "Alright. But not too long." He says before walking away.

Goldie rolls his eyes and grumbles something to himself before looking back at Blu, relaxing when he sees his face once more. He'll admit that he never liked it when Blu started to put on make-up from an early age. It started out as child's play at first, but slowly progressed into an everyday thing until it became normal to see him with make-up on. But he wasn't there when it started because he locked himself in his room for almost two years.

But it doesn't matter anymore. This was his chance to make up for the time he lost with his family. He's going to make things right between him and his child; hopefully everyone along the way, too.

"Did you have a good sleep?" He asks softly, cupping his face with his paw and rubbing his thumb over his cheek.

"Surprisingly, yes." Blu replies, pressing into his paw a bit more.

A dim smile appears on Goldie's maw. "Good." He rasps before moving forward and rubbing their noses together affectionately before standing up and leaving Blu kneeling on the floor. "You should probably get yourself cleaned up. Your fur is a mess."

Blu stands up and examines himself in the mirror. He smooths his paw over the small tuft of fur that stuck up between his ears along with a few other areas he could reach. "I'm just gonna take a quick shower." He says after spotting the stubborn tuft of fur between his ears stick up again.

"Do what you want." Goldie replies as he finishes adjusting his hat on his head. "Just be sure to come out and help with clean up when you're done."

"Yes, yes." Blu drawls as he leaves the room. The elder animatronic rolled his eyes and shook his head before leaving the room as well. A typical response from Blu.

Thankfully clean up ended much earlier than the Fazbear brothers had intended. Not only did they have Blu helping out, but Foxy, Bonnie, BB, and Maggie woke up and helped out as well not long after Blu arrived after his shower. They were now currently having breakfast in the lounge. Since renovations, a more proper kitchen was added into the new lounge; a bigger fridge, a dishwasher, a sink, and a oven were installed.

BB currently sat in front of the TV with a bowl of cereal in his lap. His big blue eyes were fixed on the screen as he watched a Sunday morning cartoon while eating his breakfast without a care in the world. Nobody saw the milk that dripped down his chin before he brought his wrist up and wiped it away with the sleeve of his blue and red stripped pajamas. Meanwhile the others were currently sitting at the dining table eating their own breakfast.

"Wow, Mags." Bonnie said as he brought a forkful of scrambled eggs up to his maw. "This is some really good cooking you've done here."

"Aye!" Foxy agrees while chewing on a crispy piece of bacon.

Maggie, standing in front of the oven with a spatula in her paw, raised her head and puffs her chest out with pride. "You think my cooking's good? You should try Chia's pancakes, mes bons messieurs."

"Chia's pancakes are the best!" BB calls from his spot on the floor.

"I'm afraid we don't have any pancake mix in stock." Freddy says while bringing a mug of black coffee up to his maw and taking a quick drink out of it, sighing as his taste buds sparked to life after feeling the warm flavor trickle down the back of his throat. "But I can ask the manager to buy some when he stops by."

"I don't think we've ever had pancakes." Goldie adds into the conversation as he eats his own plate of scrambled eggs along with two slices of toasted bread. A slightly choking noise was heard coming from BB. Everybody who was sitting immediately stood up and looked over to the android boy.

"You mean you've never had pancakes before?" He asked, looking at them in disbelief. Maggie pursed her lips and turned her attention back to the frying pan to resume cooking her own breakfast.

"... Yes." Bonnie replies slowly after a long minute of awkward silence; save for the sizzling of cooking oil and the noise coming from the TV. BB's eyes looked as though they were going to bulge right out of their sockets while his jaw dropped wide open.

"MAGGIE!" He cried. "WE HAVE TO GET CHIA TO MAKE PANCAKES RIGHT AWAY!"

"Calm down, mon cher." Maggie says without taking her gaze off the sizzling bacon in the frying pan. "It's not the end of the world if they've never had pancakes. Some aren't lucky to have that kind of luxury in his or her life."

"But... Everyone's had a pancake once, right? Right?"

Maggie didn't answer.

Wanting to break the growing tension in the air, Freddy cleared his throat to get everyone's attention. "Let's go through today's plans, shall we?" He says with a cheerful smile. "I'm aware that your beds haven't been set up yet, right?"

"Oui." Maggie replies as she carefully placed the two strips of bacon she cooked onto a plate beside some slices of toasted bread.

"It wasn't very comfy when I slept..." BB adds, quickly forgetting what transpired mere minutes ago. "It would've been nice to have slept on an actual bed instead of a mattress on the floor."

"BB!" Maggie snaps her attention over to the boy and gives him a disapproving glare. "That is rude!" BB flinches under her yellow gaze and said a quick apology before turning his attention back to the TV. The vixen sighed heavily before turning her head over to Freddy with an apologetic expression. "I'm sorry about that, monsieur."

Freddy held his paw up and gives her an understanding smile. "It's fine, Maggie. Anyway, the rest of the day will be spent setting up their beds and any other furniture they have. The sooner they feel at home the better."

"Is there anything after that?" Blu asks as he nibbles on a slice of toast. He isn't much of a big eater when it came to breakfast.

"Nothing, really." Freddy admits. "The rest of the time is yours. But remember that we have to turn in early for tomorrow. I want all of us to feel fresh and not be grumpy for the whole day." He adds while giving Blu a stern look. The blue rabbit only rolled his eyes and resumed eating his toast. The lounge door suddenly opened to reveal Frederick standing in the doorway. Standing behind him was Mike, who was cowering shyly.

"Morning, mon cher." Maggie says as she takes a seat at the dining table with her freshly cooked breakfast and a cup of orange juice.

"Good morning, daddy!" BB says with an enthusiastic wave.

"Good morning." Frederick says, tipping his hat with a smile. "I found this handsome young fellow standing in the Dining Room looking a little lost." He enters the room and steps aside as Mike shuffles in shyly. But his shyness was quickly replaced with joy upon seeing Bonnie and immediately ran over to him like an excited child.

"Morning, Bonnie!" He squeals after embracing him and rubbing his head against his chest. Bonnie laughs fondly and presses a soft kiss on his forehead.

"Good morning, love."

Frederick sniffs the air slightly. "Is that bacon and eggs I smell?" He asks, looking over to the source of it with a grin.

"I made breakfast this morning." Maggie says while eating her eggs. "I made some extras in case anyone else wakes up. There should be a plate on the counter for you."

Frederick walks over and picks up the surprisingly still warm plate of food. "Smells good, sugar." He says before pressing a kiss on the side of the vixen's head. Maggie smiles at him before she resumed eating her food. Fredrick took the time to make some coffee before joining the others at the table, taking a seat beside Foxy.

"I just discussed the plans for today." Freddy says across from him. "Here's what's gonna happen..."

...

Freddy's plan quickly went into action as soon as the others woke up and breakfast, or lunch in this case, was done. It took the rest of the afternoon and early evening hours to finish setting everything up for the new family. Blu will admit that he didn't enjoy it very much, but he did get something out of it in the end. He'd decided to work on Marion's desk while Goldie worked on his bed and ended up having a rather interesting conversation with the mute puppet.

"I'll be right back." Goldie grunts as he stands up. "I need to get something from backstage to help put together one of the pieces."

"Alright." Blu nods while adding the third table leg of Marion's desk in. Speaking of Marion, the puppet was currently sitting on a chair he had for his desk watching the two work. Silent as always. "And we just screw this in here..." Blu bites his tongue as he applies the last leg. "Voila!" He announces proudly. Behind him he could hear Marion clap his hands happily and turns to see him grinning widely with satisfaction. The silent puppet thanks him in sign language before getting off his seat and walking over to help him stand it up.

"That wasn't as bad as I originally thought it would be." Blu admits, putting both paws on his hips as he admires his work. "Well? Did I do good?" He asks. Marion looks up and gives him a thumbs up, prompting Blu to chuckle a bit. "This is going to take some time getting used to." He says as he kneels down on one knee to his level. "If you don't mind me asking: were you always like this?" He asks, knowing that Marion still had the ability to hear.

The puppet shakes his head "yes" and tells him in sign language that his creators had forgotten to add vocal cords while he was being developed.

"I see." Blu nods his head slowly before asking, "When were you "born", exactly?"

The summer of '99, Marion replies. He's officially set to stop growing when he turns thirty. He still has quite a while until then. Marion then gives him a sly smirk and adds that it was his turn to ask some questions of his own.

"Shoot." Blu replied. Marion then proceeded to him ask him average questions. Questions like when his birthday was or his age.

Okay. So the conversation wasn't that interesting. Yet Blu had developed a particular interest for the puppet. Not a romantic interest, but more of a kindred one of sorts. This is most likely because Marion resembles the marionette doll he once had. Just without the make-up. It was a smaller size, too. It's eyes were completely black, and a wide grin was permanently carved on its face. Despite the creepy appearance, Blu still cherished the doll. It was one of the very few things he still had to remind him of the good days he used to share with Goldie before the incident that practically tore the family apart for a few years.

True, Goldie was becoming a bit more sociable than before. But his opinion on humans in general and his stoic attitude were still the same. He still misses the old Goldie; back when he was always jolly and when his voice wasn't scratchy like it is now. But a stoic Goldie is better than no Goldie. But Blu, even though he would never say it out loud, still held onto a tiny thread of hope that the old Goldie he once knew would come back. But the chances of that happening were slim.

When it turned six 'o clock, everyone who worked on the furniture was practically exhausted. They all sat slumped in their chairs as though they just finished running a marathon.

"Poor Bonnie..." Mike cooed as he soothingly rubbed his head on the tired rabbit's chest. "Don't worry. Dr. Mikey will make you feel aaaaall better tonight~." The wolf-dog giggled when he spotted the bright blush that appeared on Bonnie's cheeks and gave him a quick peck on the lips.

"Why is Bonnie blushing?" BB asks Marion while they sat in a table not far from the others. Marion gave him a half-lidded look and simply shook his head in a "you don't wanna know" manner.

"Dinner's ready!" Chica whistles after placing some fresh pizzas on one of the party tables. "And careful! It's hot!" She adds with a wink as the others came over and took their seats.

"Ow!" BB drops a slice of pepperoni pizza he had and quickly dips his tongue into a glass of water. "Hot! Hot! Hot!"

"Bon sang, enfant!" Maggie curses in pure French after seeing him take a bite out of his pizza when it was still hot. "What did Chica just say?"

"Give it a rest, Maggie." Frederick says while placing a paw on her shoulder. "I think the boy's learned his lesson."

Marion gives BB an annoyed frown as he took his tongue out of his water and smacks the back of his head, knocking his pinwheel hat off. "Ow! Hey!" BB whines at his older brother before turning to Frederick and points a finger at him. "Daaaaaaaaaad! Marion hit me!" Frederick doesn't reply and calmly eats his pizza slice instead. BB folds his arms over his chest and gives the bear an upset pout, causing a few of the others to snicker and giggle.

"Remember when I used to do that with you, Foxy?" Freddy asks the fox teasingly.

"What? Oh..." Foxy lowers his ears a bit in embarrassment. "Aye. I remember..."

"You used to be such a troublemaker back then! But what made it funny is that you always had Bonnie along in your misadventures before Chica came along."

"Oh yeah." Bonnie bobs his head agreeingly before sighing. "I remember aaaaall the times I had to help with clean up because of him."

"Hey! Don't ye even start to blame me for all that! It's not me fault ye had to clean the lass's restroom!" Foxy protests while pointing his hook accusingly at him. Bonnie suddenly drops his pizza on his plate and gives the fox a hard stare.

"You have no idea what it's like in there! The things I've seen in those bins next to the toilets..." The rabbit shudders from the memories that came rushing back and awkwardly drank his water. Chia nearly spits her food out from the laugh that threatened to escape her beak. Maggie and Chica just lose it and began to laugh like crazy. Mike giggles and attempts to soothe the now embarrassed rabbit by nuzzling his neck.

Blu stares at his brother with a sly smirk before taking a bite out of his slice of pizza. He wasn't a big fan of eating pizza like the others, but it's something he'd eat from time to time. As he picked up a napkin to wipe off any pizza sauce that could've stuck onto his white fur he briefly darted his eyes up randomly and catches a glimpse of Frederick looking at him. He tenses slightly, but relaxs when he thinks that he must've saw some sauce on his face. He quickly looks back at him again, but finds that his eyes were focused elsewhere.

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