It's been five weeks since my life is great and perfect since I live in the pizzeria. I made some new friends and performance in front of other humans, life was awesome. Unfortunately, it changes when two more animatronics came in. When I first met them, I feel something that I should never experienced before.

I was just hanging out in the backstage, just playing with my guitar. Lost in his thoughts, Oh boy, I hope the new animatronics are just like me. I bet they're from the same creator like me. I hope they're in a positive attitude. Then, Bonnie enters the backstage and spoke, "Hey little bro, the new animatronics just came in. Freddy told me to tell you to meet the second one. He's in the supply room."

I place my guitar down and head toward the room. I just want to calm down, don't want to look desperately meeting a new friend. When I enter the room, I spotted the new animatronic, he's a circus clothes kid with spiny top, holding fake balloons, and the sign said balloons. I saw him turned around, spotted me, and smile widely. I introduced myself, "Hi, my name is Bon. What's your name?"

He actually laughed like a child and answered, "My name is actually Balloon Boy. But you can call me BB."

"You want me to show you around the place."

"Yeah, sure."

I showed him every inch of the restaurant and he seems to enjoy it. When we stopped by the entertainment stage, I spoke, "Oh, do you wanted see me playing my electric guitar?"

He gasped, "You play an electric guitar?! Yeah, that sounds awesome!"

I think he was programmed to enjoy guitar playing, this is perfect. After I grabbed my guitar, I noticed that he was holding Bonnie guitar. I told him, "Ah, can you please put that down, that's my brother guitar."

Suddenly, he just smashed the guitar and ran away. I was shocked by what just happened. I quickly ran to try and put back together, but I don't have any tools to fix it. To make matters worse, I heard my brother's voice, "What's up little bro." I turned around and spotted him with Chica. "So how it-" Then, he gasped after seeing him guitar been destroyed. He ran and shove me aside, clinging to his first guitar. He then cried over his lost and seeing Chica comforting him. He turned to me and cried, "WHY BON?! WHY WOULD YOU DO THIS?!"

I don't know what to say, nor explain how it happened. I just spotted BB sat at the table and yelled, "It...it wasn't my fault! It was him!" They draw their attention towards him and he was being adorable and played innocent.

My brother turns towards me and yelled, "WHY DO YOU BLAME HIM?! HE DIDN'T EVEN DONE A THING!" "But... but-" "ENOUGH! Come on Chica, let's go fixed my guitar." As they walked passed me, both of them just shocked their heads at me in disappointment.

Next, I walked angrily towards that little brat and shouted, "Why do you that?! Why would you smash my brother guitar?!" Then, a giddy laughter just came behind me. I turned around and spotted there's another one of him, but a girl version. I was confused about what's going on and questioned, "Who's this?"

BB laughed, "HA! This is the new animatronic that your friends welcomed. We just wanted to make a fan of you. Her name is Balloon girl, my twin sister."

I was so mad that I yelled, "You two are jerks! I'm going to tell the others!"

That annoying kid laughed again, "HA! You really think they'll believe that a cute, little fillies like us will be blamed for this? They will never believe you girly!"

I was insulted by him! "What... what do you call me?"

"GIRLY! Look at you, you look like a girl. With those stupid red checks, those pretty eyelashes, and that stupid lady body! You're nothing but a stupid girl, loser!"

I was heartbroken. While he was laughing at that stupid kiddy voice, I just ran away and oil tears in my robotic eyes. I ran inside the repair room, closed the door and just cry. I don't understand why they would hurt me like this, I have never done anything to them. All, I just want is to be alone... maybe forever.

To make matters worse, I didn't perform in the past few weeks. Bonnie demanded that he doesn't want to see me performing with him. Nor even be seen by him. So, I have been in the repair room this whole time. I also heard those two jerks gotten the center of attention. During the whole day and night, I just kept crying until I ran out of oil. I wish I would never be built.