A/N: Before we begin, I must ask that you all stop asking for updates immediately after reading a chapter. It's annoying, and it's making me less motivated to write. Plus, this is a short chapter. Now, on to the story.


Tony was sitting in the security office with his head resting in his arms on the desk. His 'punishment' from Foxy had drained him mentally, and he really just wanted to be alone.

'They're gonna find new ways to tease me. I know it.' Tony thought with a sigh.

'Rough day?' Goldie asked in his mind, a hint of humor in her voice.

'Not now, Goldie.' Tony thought. 'I'm not in the mood.'

'What? Can't handle that they've got-'

"Don't say it!" Tony groaned out loud. "I know what's there." Goldie only laughed as he rubbed his temples, feeling a headache beginning to form.

"Try to think of the fact that Foxy trusts you." Goldie said as she appeared inside the office.

"How so?" Tony asked, his head still down.

"If she didn't trust you that much, she wouldn't have showed you her-"

"Goldie!" Tony groaned as glared at her with narrowed eyes. "Don't finish that sentence!" he warned. Goldie grinned down at him before slowly puckering her lips. "Don't do it...Don't-I'M WARNING YOU!"

"Pussy~!" she sang, making him yell at the top of his lungs before she floated out the door, with Tony chasing after her.

-Earlier on the Stage-

TF was silently sitting in the dark backstage. She had been there since she and Maria had 'attack' Jennifer earlier, only moving from her spot when she heard Jennifer talking to both Bonnies. She had silently listened to their conversation before they hugged and she slipped back to where she was sitting earlier, thinking about everything she heard.

'So her ex is a douche, she likes girls, and she's coming to talk to me.' she summed up in her head before sighing. 'I owe her a major apology.' She perked up when she heard footsteps approaching and looked to see Jennifer standing before her. Neither of them said anything as they stared at each other. After five minutes of silence, TF finally broke the ice.

"Hey." she said.

"Hey." Jennifer replied, her hands resting on her hips.

"Um...uh..." TF muttered, unable to find the words as her gaze shifted to the floor. "I'm...I'm sorry...for molesting you earlier." TF didn't hear a response for a moment and cautiously looked up at Jennifer, who had a small smile on her lips.

"Apology accepted." she said before the smile faded as she got a good look at her.

"What?" TF asked.

"Nothing. You're breasts are just bigger." she huffed as she sat next to her. TF blinked as she looked down at herself. Her breasts were a D-cup and her butt was a little bigger, but that was it.

"How would you know? You've only been here tonight." TF said.

"I mean they're bigger than mine! Practically every animatronic here is bigger than me!" Jennifer ranted before pouting. TF blinked before she held her hands up to her mouth to keep herself from laughing. "Ha Ha! Glad you find it funny!"

"I'm sorry!" TF giggled while shaking her head. "I never picked you to be self conscious about your bust size."

"They used to be bigger," Jennifer said before narrowing her eyes at nothing. "Along with everything else about me."

"Huh?" TF said in confusion before Jennifer pulled out a picture and showed it to her. "Who's that?"

"Me." Jennifer said, causing TF to switch between looking at her and the picture.

"This is you?!" TF cried out in shock as she stared at the fat teen in the picture.

"Four years ago." Jennifer muttered.

"Wow! You look so...different!" TF exclaimed.

"I was tired of the names and pranks, so I lost weight and cleaned myself up." Jennifer explained.

"Must've taken a lot of work." TF muttered to herself.

"Not as easy as waiting for Midnight every night." Jennifer said.

"It cost a lot to do that too." TF said.

"I heard," Jennifer replied. "You and most of the others were in storage before your upgrades as well."

"Don't remind me," TF muttered meekly. "Just the thought of going back to storage sents a chill through my circuits. It's why we can't do a lot of things we want to do."

"Like going outside?" Jennifer asked.

"Yeah. Mr. Fazbear is a tyrant. Always demanding obedience from all of us." TF said, a hint of anger slipping into her tone.

"Even Tony?" Jennifer asked.

"He hasn't been here that long or done anything stupid to warrant that attitude from Mr. Fazbear." TF explained. "And I hope he never does, or Mr. Fazbear will probably threaten him with violence."

"I highly doubt that he'd be able to hurt Tony physically." Jennifer chuckled.

"Worse. He gave us instructions that if any Night Guard acted up, we're to 'educate' them into getting with the program." TF explained in sadness.

"Sounds like an asshole." Jennifer muttered.

"He is." TF replied with a sigh. "I'm terrified of going back to storage, and I'm horrified of the thought that I or any of the others will have to...hurt Tony." Jennifer looked at the sad animatronic before they both jumped at the sound of laughter and angry yelling coming closer. They both peeked out from behind the curtain to see Goldie laughing while being chased by Tony through the pizzeria.

"What happened?" Jennifer asked TB, who was watching with Bonnie on stage.

"No clue, but I wish I did!" TB replied with a smile before spotting TF there. "You may want to go back to where you were sitting before Freddi or Goldie see you."

"Right." TF said with a nod.

"Hey," Jennifer said, stopping TF from heading back. "See you in a couple of hours." TF smiled at her before disappearing back stage, leaving Jennifer to watch Tony run by again while chasing and laughing Goldie.


A/N: It's not much, but it's all I could think of at this point.