It was official. The person who they once knew as Freddy Fazbear was literally a fuzzy bear forever. Not only that, but he was quite a fussy one, too. He was tender and kind for others, but always wanted his way. And of course, he was teething, so he just HAD to chew on everything. Although, if that was how he wanted it, Goldie could get used to it. So if he wanted to be a baby, they would have to treat him like a baby. So they had to buy bear/baby food (he ate both), bottles, formula, a stroller and... *shudder* DIAPERS. GOSH DARN DIAPERS. Except he never really used them because he was "big now and can go potty by himself". Even though he refused to grow up. Fortunately for B Freddy, he was allowed to grow up again. When he did, he silently (but surely) had a party in his non-exsistant brain. So now it was only Freddy who was a baby. SpringTrap was even older then him! But anyways, while he was teething, he refused to open his mouth because it hurt so much. So instead, he decided to cover his mouth in stickers. OF COURSE. What 1 year old wouldn't? Every time it hurt again he ripped off the stickers (making him cry) and ask for a bottle. So when he got one, he chugged it like some guy at a bar (preferably Mike). Whenever he got put in his crib, he would hide in his stuffed animals. Luckily he went to sleep fast all thanks to his oh-so-amazing bow tie. It played the Toreador March in the creepy, odd way he liked it. The only problem was he would have nightmares about Freddy trying to get him. Eh... babies. So oblivious. Freddy even thought the rainbow car key toys he had had tastes, and when he found out they didn't he called the makers liars. So much for Perfect Little Angel.