The animatronics stayed busy as they waited for Mikey to wake up.
"He don't look like he's been sleeping or eating."Chica said once she returned with a tray full of food. It was mostly baby food. "Poor baby.."
"He is here now. We'll take care of him." Freddy said simply resting a hand on her shoulder and giving her a smile before picking Mikey up out of Foxy's lap and settling his self into a chair. Faint memories of the boy being too stubborn and far to hyper to sit still and eat. They remembered watching his mother hold him and have to coax him into taking bites of food before he could play.
Mike started to wake up slowly. His eyes refusing to want to work as he felt comfortable and warm but something was telling him to wake up. He could hear someone talking.
"Come on Mikey time to wake up. We need to get something yummy in your tummy." A deep voice rumbled in his ear making him whine slightly. He heard a chuckle along with a few giggles.
"Aw little baby Mikey, come on sweetie, we need you to wake up."Chica cooed.
Chica! Fuck. Mike's eyes shot open and he found his self face to face with the animatronic. He couldn't stop his self from squeaking loudly and trying to press his self back and away from her only to find he couldn't move back in farther. He heard a deep chuckle and realized he was being held tightly in Freddy's lap.
"There we are bright eyes." Freddy said with a chuckle. "We hate interrupting your nap but it's food time. I'm sure you're quite hungry." he added tickling Mike who tried not to giggle but failed. He had always been too ticklish. "There's a smile."
"Such a grumpy toddler." Bonnie said in amusement making Mike aware they all were there..and he wasn't stuffed in a suit. That was good. He was alive, they were acting weird but he was alive. He wasn't sure what to say and the moment he opened his mouth to speak he found a spoonful of some sort of mush held up to his face by Chica. He closed his mouth quickly and turned his head not sure what they would try to feed him.
"Come on sweetie, you have to eat. It's really late we know but you clearly haven't eaten."Chica said gently trying to get Mikey to open his mouth but he refused and tried to wiggle his self free of Freddy's hold. "Please sweetie come on open up." she cooed hoping that the softer tone she used would help.
Mikey just shook his head and fought harder to get free again without success making Chica sigh as she accessed the data banks they'd been giving for dealing with cranky toddlers and saw a few ideas to try.
"Arg the little fellow is just cranky." Foxy said shaking his head.
"I'm sure he'd be less cranky after he has some yummy food in his tummy."Chica said as Freddy finally got Mike pretty much pinned in his lap, he used one paw to tickle Mike's side making the other giggle and open his mouth.
Mike was unable to stop his self or close his mouth fast enough before he suddenly he found the spoon shoved into his mouth. He managed to swallowed the mouthful of mush ignoring the bad taste. He always hated carrots. He opened his mouth to protest the food but found the spoon again quickly shoved into his mouth forcing him to swallow or choke. He tried a few times to refuse but only found his self being tickled again. It didn't mean he made it easy for them but all words of protest were ignored.
"All done!"Chica said once the several jars she'd brought out were gone. "Good job Mikey!" she said happily before passing over a wet wipe for Freddy to clean the others face up from where he had struggled and got food on his self.
Mike didn't fight feeling far to full then he had in a long time but then again he hadn't been able to afford a good meal in months. It was why he took up this job originally. The money hadn't been good but it hadn't been bad either. He honestly hadn't been too worried about dying here..it wasn't like he had anything left outside this place. Now that was an even more depressing thought.
He didn't get a chance to dwell on it as he suddenly found a bottle shoved into his mouth. Again he had no choice but to drink or choke. A brief moment and memory of being little and his mother doing this here at the pizzeria settled into his mind. He could recall how his cousins never cared to be around him and how little his aunt cared for his mother, only using her for free baby sitting when she could get away with it. He found his self slowly falling asleep again as the warm milk made him feel even fuller and sleepier. He didn't register his eyes closing or someone removing the bottle and settling him on something soft. He was warm and full with a strange scene of safety that he hadn't had in a long time so he slept deeply.