Mechanical Love (Freddy Fazbear x OC)

Chapter 21

Lizzy POV
I blink once. Twice. The air froze around us as everyone tried to wrap their heads around the news. Pregnant. Is that even possible? I glance at Golden, and almost laugh. Both Freddy and him have identical looks of shock plastered on their faces. Bonnie and Chica look happy, so they obviously knew.... But... How is it possible? It can't be...
"Again!?" I look at Mike, his face troubled. "Don't you think you have enough kids!?"
Luna's face twisted with anger.
"We can do what ever we want Mike!" She snapped, taking a step forward, "I thought you were going to be supportive!"
Mike flinched, looking away.
"Well... You shouldn't be getting pregnant at your age.... It's not right.."
"You shouldn't concern yourself about stuff like that!"
"You're my friend! Of course I will!" Mike snapped, glaring at Luna. Her response was to sneer and stomp outside.
"Let's go guys!" Foxy groaned when Bonnie started to drag him outside and Freddy and Goldie followed behind. Chica pecked Dolls cheek and followed suit as well. Fredbear complained the entire time until we got home. He ran to our room and slammed the door shut as soon as we arrived home. Bon and I followed, as did Chica and Freddy, who were going to sleep on the floor. I watched as Luna ran to her room, ignoring Goldie, and slams her door shut.
"Goldie." I said, addressing the yellow bear, "how is this possible? I thought you couldn't reproduce." He shrugged at me.
"I dunno.... I did too." He glanced over at Freddy, who seemed slightly.... Pleased? Odd. I wandered to the living to spot Foxy and Bonnie locking lips and feeling lower than I truly wanted to see. Blushing I walk to my room and peek inside. Fredbear was pouting on his bed and throwing blankets on the floor. Bon was next to my crib.... Like a guard dog. He didn't even move when Fredbear tore his bed apart in his tantrum. I sat down next him, leaning my head on his shoulder. He sighed softly and looked at me.
"Whats wrong with mommy? Why was that man mean to her?" He asked, his curiosity clearly getting the best of him. Even Fredbear stopped his tantrum to listen.
"Well..." I started out, "He feels that she is too young to be having children. Mom has three, now four kids. But Goldie and I don't know how he got her pregnant. It never should have happened. It should have just been us three. Even then, it was just to be me until they figure out what happened to me. We haven't-"
"You can control it." Fredbear interrupted me coolly. "Like Spring Bonnie and I, you can control your form. Even though the others cant change their age like us, everyone can switch genders because as animatronics, we don't have a defined gender. You five are the way you are cause you died that gender. But you could choose to be male if you wanted. You could be 18 too." I stared at him, dumbfounded.
"How do you know that!? Can you show me?" He shrugged, obviously pleased with his importance.
"I might be able to tell you, I might not. It depends-"
"Ill tell you. I know too." Bon interrupted, glaring at Fredbear. I hug him tightly exclaiming,
"Thank you Bon! You're the best!" Blushing he murmured 'thanks' and in a poof turned into an adult. He was kinda cute...
"Okay. You can turn into an adult, child and male by concentrating. Imagine yourself as that, and you will become it. Its difficult at first, and can happen randomly. Like when you turned little. You had some desire to be young again and it happened." I nodded and concentrated.... And concentrated...

Luna POV

I punched my pillow rapidly, imagining it was Mikes face.
"Stupid bastard," I cursed silently, "mean no good good jerk wad! I hate you! Die! Die! Die!"
"Kill him then..." Violet whispered, her malicious voice penetrating my brain, "It would be so easy. Cut his throat open, watching the lovely life blood pour from his body, his face pale with horror."
"Shut it." I growled, gagging her mentally. It was too easy. Unless she was really blood thirsty. Then she couldn't be controlled. I heard a knock on the door.
"I swear to god if you're fucking Freddy, I'll rip your god damn dick off and shove it down you fucking throat!" I snarled, not turning back. There was a pause and the door opened slowly and I swear on all things holy, the most beautiful voice spoke to me.
"Guess I'm glad I'm not Freddy then."
I whirled around, a foxy look alike staring back at me. Except... He had no shirt on.. Had a purple sash.. Longer hair... Freckles...And his patch was on his left eye..
Sputtering out like a loser, I said,
"Lizzy!?"

What the fuck happened!?