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“Woah… you’re huge!” Gregory grinned widely at the enormous DJ animatronic. He was barely the size of pinky finger. The animatronic wasn’t capable of speaking, but he didn’t have to. He could just send messages to him to speak. Which he did.
“And you’re so tiny!” The message from the DJ read. He gently picked Gregory up in the palm of his hand while Gregory excitedly explained everything about himself to the Music Man. He was a pretty good listener.
“I didn’t know Freddy had a kid, guess they didn’t see the need to inform me.” Gregory enjoyed the headpats he received from the huge spider like animatronic, even if said animatronic had to be very careful about it.
“Don’t be like that, I’m sure they just didn’t expect me to come down here. Kids don’t normally come here, and I’m supposed to be with kids.” He reasoned as he looked around from his spot high up, he could see a lot. He saw Roxy struggling to beat a game, and all the security bots mindlessly roaming around. He also noticed a bunch of holes in the walls.
“Hey, what are all those for?”
“They are for me to crawl around in. I do have to keep an eye on things in here, but because my size that can be difficult… so these tunnels were added.” The DJ explained.
“Oh, cool. Hey Mr. DJ, I’m gonna head to Roxy’s Raceway, if Roxy or dad come, let them know okay?”
“Sure! Do you know how to get there?”
“I’ll figure it out.” He hopped off the DJ’s hand and waved with a big smile. “Bye bye!” He ran off, taking the elevator back up and to the atrium. From there he just needed to follow his internal map to Roxy’s Raceway.
He did decide to take a few stops along the way. He went to El Chips, making himself some nachos with cheese. He was designed to be able to “eat”, and he wanted to see if he could taste. He put a cheesy nacho chip in his mouth, his sensors telling him that since it was food from the PizzaPlex it was good by default. A bit underwhelming but eh, he didn’t mind.
He continued to Roxy’s Raceway, happily eating his chips and cheese. He looked at a garbage can that looked like his dad. Seeing an opportunity to be a bad boy, as Roxanne put it, took it. He gently placed his trash right next to the garbage.
“Im such a rebel!” He giggled, running into Roxy’s Raceway and searching for a go cart to drive. It wasn’t hard to find one, and once he did he dragged it to the racetrack.
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Freddy anxiously tapped his foot as Monty pressed the button for the elevator to go down to the DJ arcade. They’d seen Roxanne bring Gregory down there on the camera’s, but they hadn’t seen them leave. Freddy was preparing to question Roxy. He wasn’t mad, just concerned.
“Hey Fazbear, quit all that overthinking. You’re going to burn your batteries out.” Monty huffed, nudging him. “The kid’s probably fine.”
“But Monty, what if he snuck away? What if he gets into the vents, what if he gets stuck and can’t get help? What if he runs low on batteries and-“
“Freddy shut the heck up!” Monty yelled. “You’re worrying too much about that little guy.”
“Well wouldn’t you be worried if it were your child?”
“No.”
“… I am suddenly glad you were not the one chosen to be Gregory’s parental figure.” Monty gasped, offended.
“What’s that supposed to mean f-ffffffu-fff-“ Monty growled, hating the restrictions that didn’t let him cuss. Freddy looked at him confused.
“Are you experiencing a malfunction with your voice box?” There was genuine concern in his voice. “Perhaps we can make a quick trip to parts and services once we get Gregory.”
“I don’t need any dang repairs.” He grumbled. There was silence, and then the elevator doors opened. Monty stormed off to find Roxy, with Freddy following close behind. It wasn’t hard to find her, she was raging over an arcade game and looked about seconds away from lifting it and yeeting it across the area. Freddy walked up to her, tapping her.
“What?!” She snapped. “Oh- hello Freddy. Why are you here?”
“My son.” He said simply, his eyes glowing. He was angry now, nit only did she snap at him but his son was no where to be seen. He was loosing his patience. “Where is he?”
“Oh, um…” she looked around. “He was just here-“
“You’ve been down here for two hours.” Freddy grabbed Roxy by arm. “If he’s hurt I will hold you responsible. Understand?”
“Uh- Fazbear, calm down… maybe uh.” Monty thought quickly. “Maybe the DJ has seen him?” He offered.
“I’ll go see…” Freddy sighed, leaving the two animatronics in stunned silence
“… you are so screwed.” Monty laughed. Roxy glared at him.