"Wake up!" Goldie had just woken Freddy up. " !" Goldie continued to shake Freddy until finally, Freddy gave up and sat up. "What?! Can't you see I was trying to sleep?!" Freddy scowled. "Yeah... how'd you sleep?" Goldie asked while leaning on the crib. "Good, I guess. Until you woke me up." Goldie rolled his eyes at the bear. "I still have a stomach ache from yesterday..." Freddy said. Secretly, Goldie had put baby medicine into the milk that he planned to give his brother. "Well, here. I guess I'll leave you alone, Mr.I-Don't-Smile." Goldie chucked the bottle into the crib and laughed as he exited the nursery. Freddy decided since nobody was looking, and he was very hungry, to drink the milk. But to his surprise after he'd drunk it, he fell right asleep-allowing Golden to take a look at him again. "He spit up on ya'?" Golden asked quietly. Goldie nodded his head. "Yes." "Ah' don't see anythin' wrong with him." Golden stated. "Oh. I just thought... well, spitting up on me isn't exactly... normal for his age. Well his normal, normal-er age." Goldie said. "Don't worry, there's nothin' wrong with that, " Golden replied. Suddenly the two counterparts heard a short groan from Freddy who's eyes were opening. "OH, NO! I KNEW I COULDN'T TRUST YOU! YOU'RE DOING SCIENCY STUFF ON ME! I'M GOING TO DIE!" Freddy yelled. He got up on all fours again and sprinted away like he was going to die. "Um.. should we be concerned?" Goldie asked. Freddy ran all the way upstairs (somehow, considering how small his feet are 3) and hopped under his bed's covers to sulk. Before he knew it his pillow was soaking wet. "N-no!" Freddy told himself. "Why would h-he ever d-do that?" Suddenly the covers were lifted up by the one and only Toy Dumb and Toy Dumber. "I see our little friend is crying," Toy Freddy/Dumb (lol) cooed, picking Freddy up and cradling him. "Why so?" Toy Bonnie/Dumber (lol again) asked. "I-I don't k-know! I can't control m-my emotions..." Freddy buried his head into his paws, embarrassed. The two toys smirked at each other. "Oh, Clyde!" Toy Freddy chirped. "Sing him a song, would ya?" Clyde smiled lightly and batted his eyelashes. "You are my sunshine, my only sunshine~" Freddy fell onto his bed suddenly feeling... tired. "You make me smile when skies are gray! Oh, you'll never know dear, how much I love you~" Freddy felt his eyes close and he descended into a dark slumber. "Oh, please don't take my sunshine away." Clyde finished and happily bounced out of the room. "Fredrick Fazbear..." The voice was back! ""I'll make a deal with you..." The voice told him. "If you give me your sense of hearing and ability to talk, I'll leave you alone." It reasoned. "If not, I'll hurt your family~" The voice said in a sing-song way. "Fine! Just leave everyone alone for once..." Freddy just agreed with it? What? Freddy woke up. His ears felt odd- it kind of hurt. He wiggled them around. Good, they were still there. He tried to say "hello", but all that came out was a small squeak. "GOLDIE!" Freddy thought to himself. He ran down the stairs only to fall down and do an in-air somersault doing a face plant on the floor. He pushed himself up again and ran off to find his brother. Meanwhile in the office, Freddy and Foxy began to argue. "You drooled everywhere, sucked your thumb and called Chica your 'mommy'!" Freddy yelled. "Ye' did just the same! Ye' lisped, cried over your hat and almost completely lost yer' mind, Fazbear!" Foxy replied. "Foxy calm down-" Foxy cut Freddy off. "WHY DON'T YE' CALM DOWN?!" He screeched and lunged himself at Freddy.