I'm back with chapter 3!

Freddy wanted to spend his break by looking and exploring the restaurant a bit more. He first went to the kitchen, where he saw Baby. I'm going to question her secretly. I must make sure that she doesn't suspect a thing. "Hey, Baby! How is it in here?"

Baby stopped mixing the batter in the bowl and looked at Freddy. "Oh! Hey Freddy! I'm doing just fine, you see, I'm making some cookies for the children."

"So… do you need help?"

She froze for a second. "What? Help me? Isn't it your break?"

"Well, yeah, but you seem like the only one in here right now. Where are the other cooks?"

"Uh, it's just me," she said as she started to mix the batter again.

"Really? Isn't it kind of hard?"

"Well, yeah I guess. But I'm used to it… so… yeah." She poured the batter into little circular cut-outs. "If you really, want to… can you please help me frost the nest batch of cookies?"

"Yeah, no problem," Freddy said, thinking that this was the perfect opportunity to get to know her a bit more. Baby opened the oven and pulled out a tray of cookies, and put a different tray in. She then closed the oven and put the tray of hot, baked cookies on the counter top. She handed Freddy a tube full of frosting and then grabbed one for herself.

"So, to frost these cookies, you have to do it… like this." She showed Freddy how to frost the cookies and he nodded. They both started to frost the cookies, one by one. Freddy started to think about which questions he should ask her.

"Hey Baby?" Freddy said as he was frosting a chocolate chip cookie. "Can I ask you something?"

"Sure, ask away Freddy!"

"What did you work as before coming here?"

"Well…" she started, "I was working as a chef at another restaurant just like this one, but that restaurant closed down recently."

"Really? Why?" asked Freddy.

"Well," Baby said, pausing for a moment, thinking about what to say. When she didn't answer for a minute, Freddy wondered if she was okay.

"Is everything-?"

"It was burnt down to ashes."

Whoa, I wasn't expecting that… Freddy saw the sad expression on Baby's face, like she didn't want to talk about it anymore. She continued to frost the cookies, but more quickly, like she was stressed.

"I'm sorry to hear that," Freddy said, slowing his frosting process.

"It… it's okay. Um… some other workers here also used to work at that restaurant. This includes me, Ballora, Lolbit, Yenndo, Bonnet, and DeeDee. We all know each other from before, and we all are glad that we are working together again." She looked at Freddy for a second, and then went back to frosting the cookies. She shook her head, and smiled. "HEY, let's not think about the past, let's think about now. So, are you ready for the next batch?"

Freddy smiled. "Heck yeah." Freddy was doing really good at his mission. He got along with so many people, and was getting some good information. He just needed some more information to understand everything. He also sometimes had to remind himself that he couldn't trust anyone too much. He was only there to get information, not to make friends.

But, I can do both… right? That would make everything easier for me. Freddy looked over at Baby. She handed him some more unfrosted cookies, and then handed him some more frosting.

"So Freddy, where did you work before coming to here?" Baby asked.

"ME? I mean… uh…" Freddy was NOT prepared to answer these questions. He should have thought about a backstory on the way to work. "Hm… well, you see…" Freddy saw Baby give him a look. Freddy then had an idea. "Ha, you have to guess."

"What? Why?" Baby said as she laughed. "I'm not a four year old."

"Because… I want to keep it a secret unless you can figure it out. It's fun!"

"Sure. I will try to guess your previous occupation," Baby said. She then started to spout out different occupations. "Singer?"

"Nope."

"Teacher?"

"Nah."

"Doctor?"

"Not even close."

"This is not fair…" she implied. Freddy laughed and looked at the clock on the wall. He needed to go and talk to the others if he wanted to learn anything more.

"I must go now," Freddy said, finishing his last batch of cookies. "But can I ask you one more thing?"

"Yep."

"Do you know where our boss is?"

"Well… no, actually. All I know is that he is out of the city at the moment."

"Oh, alright then. Thank you." Freddy said.

"No, thank you! You helped me with these cookies!" She waved. "Bye then!"

Freddy waved back as he left the kitchen. Freddy walked over to the party area, he saw many families with their children, playing, having fun, eating, all the things that Freddy couldn't do as a child. Freddy shook away the thought of his childhood, because it wasn't a memory that he liked too much. As he was walking over to the other side of the room, a couple of kids ran past him, and he tried his best do dodge all of them. But there was one child who didn't look happy at all.

BB.

The prize corner was on the other side of the prize area, and BB was standing behind the counter, frowning, and still holding the balloons from this morning. Freddy decided to talk to him, because he looked pretty lonely. As Freddy approached the prize corner, BB saw him standing there.

"Hey, BB," Freddy said, trying to cheer him up. BB just nodded and continued to look sad. "What's wrong?"

"Well… I'm just bored. No children are coming to get prizes…" he said as he pointed to the many prizes hanging on the wall behind him. All of them were untouched, and nothing was out of place. Freddy didn't want BB to be sad, so he thought about a way to make the place look more appealing. Then Freddy had an idea. He went to the other side of the counter and grabbed some festive lights. "Uh, Mr. Fazbear? What are you doing?" BB asked as he saw Freddy quickly wrapping the lights around the counter. Then Freddy grabbed some of the extra balloons that were not yet filled with air.

"Help me fill these up," he said, already starting to fill them up with the helium machine.

"Oh… alright." BB then set down his balloons and started to fill up the other balloons. When they had finished about 20 of them, Freddy started to tie about four on each corner of the prize counter. Then he plugged in the festive lights from before, and then they all lighted up, making the place brighter. BB was still confused until he heard a soft voice coming from the party area.

"Mommy, can I have a balloon?" a little boy asked. The mother saw the lighted up prize corner and smiled.

"Yes, of course. Come along now, let's head over," the mother said, grabbing her child's hand. Freddy stood behind BB when the two people came over. "Excuse me?" the mother said, still holding her child's small hand. "May I get a balloon? I can pay for it, if needed."

"Oh…" BB said, surprised that there was a person here. "You don't need to pay for it, all you need to do is win a game at the arcade! Then you can get any one of the prizes, including balloons, here behind me."

"Mommy! I want to win a balloon! Can I play a game?"

The mother softly laughed. "Yes child. Here, let's go now." They both headed over to the arcade room and Freddy saw BB smile.

"See?" Freddy said. "All you needed was a little more… BAM! Then people would have started coming."

"Ha, yeah I guess you're right." BB noticed the mother and the child come back, and the little boy was holding an orange ticket. He got up on his tippy toes and put the ticket on the counter.

"Can I have a balloon? Please?" he asked.

"Yes you can! Great job on winning the game! Which color would you like?"

"RED!" the boy said, too excitedly. The mother shook her head and laughed at her child. BB got a red balloon from the back and handed it to the small boy. The boy giggled and jumped up and down.

"Now, what do we say to this young man who gave you the balloon?" the mother asked.

"THANK YOU SO MUCH!" he shouted and skipped away, back to his table. The mother followed and laughed. BB also started to smile, and looked back at Freddy.

"Thanks Mr. Fazbear," BB said.

"No problem BB. Oh, and call me Freddy. Please."

"Okay! I will," BB said, and then looked back at the party area. "Only one kid came though…"

Freddy crossed his arms and smiled. "Just watch, BB. You'll see something called… the magic of jealously."

"What?" BB asked, while being confused about what Freddy just said. But BB did as he was told, and watched the boy from before. The boy and his mother returned to their table. The boy's friends saw the balloon that he was holding and immediately asked him where he got it. The boy pointed to the prize corner and then his friends ran over to their parents. Suddenly, a wave of small children came to the prize corner, asking for items.

"I want a balloon! CAN I HAVE A BALLOON?"

"OMG! Is that a tape player? I WANT IT!"

"CANDY! Can I have some?"

BB cleared his throat. "You have to win a prize from the arcade room if you want to get-" But the children were already gone, and sprinted over to the arcade room. "Hey, Freddy."

"Yes?"

"Thank you. I really appreciate this."

"Like I said, it's no problem. I got to go now, so I'll talk to you later!" Freddy said. "Oh but wait, can I ask you something BB?"

"What is it?"

"Do you know where our boss is?"

"Nope. Not at all. I think it's weird that he is even gone though."

"Okay then. Bye!"

"Bye Mr. Fa- I mean- Freddy!"

Freddy walked away as the children came back, each one of them holding a ticket. He noticed BB smiling now, and that the fact that he was enjoying the company of the other children. Freddy sighed. His break was almost over, and he didn't learn too much about his boss. He didn't want to disturb Bonnet or DeeDee just yet, because they looked pretty busy. So he walked over to a door that read: Supply (Staff Only). Freddy knew that Yenndo was in there, and hoped that he could shine some light on why the face that his boss was gone. He opened the door and walked in, closing the door behind him. To his surprise, he could actually see Yenndo, writing something on his clipboard and looking at the shelves. Yenndo probably heard the door shut and looked over to see Freddy standing there. He scoffed, and then went back to writing on his clipboard. Freddy walked over to him, and he backed away just a bit.

"What do you want?" he asked, obviously mad that Freddy was standing there.

"I just wanted to ask you something," Freddy said, annoyed that this guy's attitude was so poor.

"Hurry up then. I'm busy."

"You worked at a restaurant just like this one, correct?"

"WHAT? How do you know that?"

"Baby told me."

"Tch, Baby." Yenndo walked over to a different section of boxes and continued to write some things.

"Anyways, what was the restaurant called?" Freddy asked. "Baby seemed like she didn't want to talk about it. Was it because something bad happened there? Or did-?"

Suddenly, Yenndo grabbed Freddy by the collar and slammed him against the shelf. Freddy really wanted to punch this guy, but according to his boss, he couldn't. He had to act like he couldn't defend himself, and that really made him mad.

"Look here, Freddy," Yenndo said, looking at him straight in the eyes, "I don't know what you're up to, asking Baby and me questions. Does it really matter that much to you? Why do you want to know the name of the restaurant?"

"I'm just asking. You don't have to make such a big deal-"

"YES I DO," Yenndo said, clenching tighter on Freddy's neck. "You want to know why Baby doesn't want to talk about it? Because she loved it there. That place was her home. And now, it's burnt to the ground, nothing left. She lost something very important to her, and she lost the happiness that she always had. SHE USED TO BE HAPPY. She always made us laugh, and she always danced for us, making us cookies…" Yenndo slowly let go of Freddy. Then he dropped to his knees. Freddy backed away from him, and felt bad.

"Uh, Yenndo?"

"LEAVE NOW, BEFORE I TEAR YOUR FACE OFF."

Freddy quickly left the room and rubbed his aching neck. He tried to choke me. Damn it. Why can't I do ANYTHING to defend myself? AGH! I hate this so much. He thinks he can tear my face off? WELL WE'LL SEE WHAT HE DOES WHEN I BREAK HIS-

"Hey Freddy?"

Freddy snapped back into reality and saw Bonnet standing in front of him.

"Um… are you okay?" she asked.

Freddy didn't notice himself breathing very loudly, and his back was slouched. He was also still holding his neck, because it still hurt. Freddy took a couple of deep breaths, and looked at Bonnet. "I-I'm f-fine," he said, knowing that it wasn't very convincing. Then he tried to smile, but Bonnet just looked at him with a worried look.

"Are you sure?"

"YES. I am perfectly fine and dandy."

"Oh…kay…?" she said. "Anyways… Ballora's looking for you. She said something about your next performance or something like that."

Freddy sighed. My break is over already? Damn it. Well, I guess I can wait till lunch to take a look around… Freddy looked at Bonnet. "Thanks for letting me know. Tell Ballora that I will be there in a few minutes."

Bonnet smiled. "Okay!" she said as she ran off. Freddy stretched his arms and started to slowly walk over to the stage. Yenndo was now a threat to his mission, and he had to be cautious around him. As Freddy walked backstage, he saw Ballora, stretching her legs in a position that Freddy didn't even know was possible for a human being. Kind of creeped out by it, Freddy said, "Uh, I'm back."

"Oh! Great. Are you ready for the next performance? It's just like before," Ballora said, continuing her twisted stretching.

Freddy nodded, and pulled out his microphone from his apron.