Freddy Fazbear happily strode into the kitchen, followed by Chica, Bonnie, and Foxy.
"I don't know about you guys, but I'm thirsty as hell!" He exclaimed, fanning himself with his hands.
"Yeah, that performance really took a toll on my vocal cords," Chica sighed exhaustedly, falling backwards onto a chair.
Foxy walks over and opens the door of the fridge. "Let's see..." He muttered, searching the fridge for something to drink.
"Ooh, what this?" He asked, pulling out a bottle of glistening pink liquid.
Bonnie walked over to him and snatched the bottle.
"I don't care, try it!" She snapped, opening the lid and pouring some into a tall glass.
Foxy shrugged and poured everyone else a glass.
Bonnie downed the liquid in one gulp.
"Wow, this is actually really sweet!" She exclaimed, eyes widening.
Chica stared for a bit.
You're right! It's really good!" She admitted. "Come one, try some, Freddy!"
"Alright, alright," Freddy said, taking a long sip of his drink.
"P-perhaps a little- TOO sweet..." Foxy groaned, beginning to feel sick.
"Guys, I'm not feeling too good..." Bonnie moaned, lying on the ground.
"I-it can't- POSSIBLY- be that bad," Chica smiled nervously, starting to feel extremely nauseous.
Freddy's body slowly begins to shrink. He collapsed on the floor, head spinning.
"W-what's happening?! Someone-help...me..."
Springtrap skipped through the hallway of the pizzeria, feeling pretty happy. Golden Freddy had just told him that there was going to be some kind of "revenge" on the Fazgang.
Although he didn't know what was gonna go down, he still felt content that those a-holes were gonna finally get what they deserved. Heck, he even felt happy enough to
spontaneously break into dance! "Oh yeah, uh huh, no more Fazbastards for me!" He chanted, pumping his fists up and down. "They beat me, they cursed me, but now they're
gonna-" He started, but was interrupted by a piercing scream- followed by crying. "Uhh... GOLDIE?!" He yelled, feeling a bit nervous about what had just happened. "What?!" A
golden bear appeared in front of him, looking cross. "What was that just then?" Springtrap asked, bewildered. Just then, another shrill cry sounded. "Was that a goddamn
baby?!" Goldie screeched, mouth hanging open. "This isn't good..." Springtrap groaned, beginning to head towards the sound- or where he THOUGHT the sound was coming
from. "Of course it's not, what the fuck do you think?" Goldie snapped, pulling him in the opposite direction. "H-Hey! No-SLOW DOWN!" Springtrap cried, trying to keep up with
him. "Don't be a sissy, Springtrap," He shot him a disapproving look. The noises gradually grew louder as they rushed down the hallway. Springtrap was feeling quite sick when
Goldie abruptly stopped in front of the kitchen door. He marched over to the door and kicked it open with a deafening slam. "Goldie... Wait up..." Springtrap panted, lying in a
heap against the wall. "HOLY MOTHERFU- SPRINGTRAP! NOW!" Goldie screamed from inside the kitchen. "B-but-" He moaned weakly. "JUST GET YOUR ASS OVER HERE
ALREADY!" Springtrap groaned. This wasn't good. Nope, not at all. He sighed and dragged himself over to the kitchen. By now, the cries were earsplitting. "My god, you slowass,"
Goldie grumbled, dragging Springtrap even further into the kitchen. "G-Goldie... I think- I think... I've had... enough f-for today..." He gasped. A shrill squeal sounded right by his
ear. Springtrap immediately snapped awake. Instead of being slapped across the face, Springtrap whirled around to face Freddy. But- not quite in his original form... He looked-
and saw that Freddy had shrunk drastically in size! Not just that- He had been turned into a baby, causing him to lose most of his bodily functions. By now, Springtrap was so
desperate to get revenge on Freddy that he started cheering. "HAHA! YOU'RE A BABY NOW! TAKE THAT, YOU DOUCHE!" He snapped, wagging his finger at Freddy's face. This
made Freddy cry even harder, tears of misery and humiliation streaming down his face. He had never felt such embarrassment before- until now! "Ooh, now you know what it
feels like, huh? Pathetic," Springtrap sneered, rolling his eyes. "NOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" Freddy slammed his fists on the ground, burning with anger and rage. Hot tears blinded
his vision. Why had he been degraded in the most mortifying and cruel way possible? He couldn't even speak in words- let alone walk properly! "Yeah! You can't even do
anything about it, huh?" Springtrap mocked, hinting at a fight. Now, Freddy was too furious to care. He needed to let Springtrap have it. Freddy pushed himself up onto his feet
in a fit of rage. Springtrap gave him a devious smirk. This was it. He screamed, and charged with all of his fury at the malefactor who was behind all of the humiliation he was
suffering. However, the second his left foot touched the ground, Freddy tripped and fell to the ground with a crash. He felt his hand hit the cold kitchen tiles, and the pain
immediately shot through his body like a bullet. He clutched his hand and started sobbing, this time out of pain instead of anger. Springtrap shot him a remorseless glare and
snickered. "Hey Goldie! This is awesome! Freddy's failing at everything now!" He yelled from across the room. Freddy sniffled, trying everything to alleviate the intense pain in
his right hand. "Uh, there are other babies, dumbass!" Goldie snapped, unamused. Springtrap's eyes widened as he slowly turned around to face the others. Goldie stood,
shooting frantic glances amidst the four other babies. Foxy had curled up to sleep in his shorts, which were clearly too big for him now. Bonnie was giggling at the whole
scenario, and Chica was sobbing uncontrollably. "And now we have to take care of all of them!" Goldie shouted, exasperated. "I didn't tell Mari to make this potion- Oh god, what
has he done!" He groaned, shaking his head. "WWWWAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH!" Chica let out an earsplitting scream that made Springtrap jump. She began to cry even
harder, becoming inconsolable. "Nonono, stop crying," Goldie pleaded, which had no effect at all. "Chica, come on... Please stop!" He moaned, trying whatever he could to calm
her down. "M-MOOOOOMMMMMYYYYY!" Chica sobbed, rocking back and forth on the ground. "C'mon," Goldie bent over to pick Chica up. "Shh, don't cry, ChiChi," He said softly,
patting her back reassuringly. Chica's cries soon faded away as he rocked her back and forth in his arms. her frown slowly turned into a smile as Goldie set her down next to
Bonnie and patted her on the head. "Woah, did I just see GOLDIE? Go full mommy mode?" Springtrap gawked at the shocking sight in disbelief. "What?! No- You tell anyone
and I cut you in your sleep..." Goldie growled. Bonnie laughed at the statement. "Soooo, what now?" Springtrap asked, unsure of what to do. "I guess we have to-" Goldie
started, but was cut off by Chica's crying. "I WANT MOMMY!" She bawled, grasping at his legs and beckoning him to pick her up. "Oh fuck me..." Goldie gasped. "I'm a mom!"