You're My Sugar Bear~ (A FNaF Fanfic)

Chapter 1 Built for Abuse

She stared off into the distance, her blue, glossy pupils observing the room and her surroundings. A door opened, signalling he was here. Her creator, her abuser. She shivered as he approached her.

"are you ready to cooperate? or must I punish you more..." he hissed softly. She squeezed her microphone tightly, her heart pounding in her chest.

"get away from me..."

He pressed the red glowing button, sending a zap up her spine, the wires wrapped around her skeleton and out from under her skirt into the outlet. She whimpered as her legs shook, falling to her hands and knees.

"perfection~" he purred.

She tried to get up and hide herself from him. She was too late, she was pinned down as he undone his buckle, she listened to the clinking of the metal being pulled and tugged.

"this test will be magnificent~"

"NO!!"

Baby jolted up as she looked around in her bed, her gown and body covered in her sweat and body heat. She made sure she was in a safe place. She gasped and screamed seeing a blur of purple in the corner of her eye from her closet as she flung herself and fell out of the bed. She sighed as she realized it was just an outfit. Baby sat up and sighed, looking at her wrists as she traced the permanent scars on them, both from herself and William. With a sniffle she sat up and went into the kitchen.

Every night it was the same, ever since she was abandoned and her friends dismantled from trying to help the humans, she was forgotten below, the restaurant and renting service was closed, she was lucky as she had gotten to live and the torture would stop from then on. But the memories still haunt her in the form of nightmares and horrendous visions or hallucinations. she would harm herself to ease herself of stress and distract her thoughts from the pain. Baby's innocence no longer existed, her body built for someone but used for something else rather than what intended on. She wanted to have a second chance, but knew she couldn't get back what was lost.

Baby opened the fridge and pulled out some pizza rolls. She was low on money, being with out her job she was constructed for, she was running low on food and minimum wage. With a heavy sigh she pour some out on a plate and placed it in the microwave, she managed to keep this place running with her knowledge of battery systems and power sources. Baby looked over to grab a book and pulled it out, a bracelet slipped from the inside of the shelf where the book was set on top of it. She picked it up and saw the braided yarn, tied up and squished, but protected from dust by the book, she lifted and studied it, the silver plate tied up by both ends of the bracelet, it had carved letters in neat calligraphy letters.

"Lizzie?" Baby questioned, she stopped suddenly, dropped the book. A faint vision of a little girl, long, flowing, orange like hair, a blur of red, light skin color, and pink as well as navy blue clothes, she blinked and saw the girl clearly, her green eyes sparkling in wonder as her smile showed her awing face. She wore a bright red bow, a pink half button up shirt and a jean skirt.

Baby snapped back into reality, this bracelet belonged to her, the name Brenda was a name that Elizabeth and her shared, the one time they met Baby and her felt a strong relationship, the bracelet was secretly given to her and she has hid it in one place William never went to, the shelf in the kitchen.

She missed having a friend to talk to, someone to share feelings with. Maybe then she would have had someone to go to, but William wouldn't have allowed it. But know she had someone maybe would have helped her feel safe. Baby headed to her stage to do some thinking. She stood up and jumped as she heard someone nearby, she stood still as if she was powered off.

A light shined as someone walked in, a teenage girl, a hoodie on, the hood up, masking herself in the shadows of the cloth. She walked through the door to Circus gallery.

 She looked up, her mouth and nose visible to Baby now, she smiled.

"do you remember me? I remember you!"

That accent, British, her voice seeming to be an aged version of a certain young girl. Baby just could put her finger on it.

"Don't tell Daddy I'm here,  with what ever contacting system you have..ok? it's been a while, I wanted to come see you..."

Then it hit her, Elizabeth, his daughter. The thought of him cause her stomach to shoot out its claw.
A scream was heard as it held her by the throat.

"I wont tell...if you don't..." Baby realized what she was doing and quickly dropped her.

"I-I'm so sorry!!"

Elizabeth gasped for air as her hood fell off from impact to the floor. she struggled to reach for her bag that had fallen off.

"my...in...hal....er..."

Baby looked over and hopped off the stage, reaching for her bag, pulling out the inhaler Elizabeth begged for. She shook it and opened the container, pulling the cap off and putting it in her mouth, pressing the bottle down inside it to spray the medicine down into her tightened lungs, allowing her to breathe. Elizabeth sighed as she panted slightly. 

"thanks.."

Baby hugged her, near tears.

"I didn't mean it!! I thought you were someone else!" She half lied.

"It's ok, I brought you something, I bought some things, I knew daddy had forgotten about you so I brought some food and such.." she pulled out a container with fresh food inside from her bag, it smelled good, something Baby's taste buds urged for.

"wanna talk?"

Baby shyly nodded as they opened the container and feasted.