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

Chapter 7 Discontinued Character

Bleary-eyed, Baby's eyes flickered open as she let out a yawn and a stretch. Elizabeth seemed to be taking a morning shower, the water was running in the bathroom. Baby took her time to get ready and dressed in her usual attire. A simple red dress with furled ends and a white belt with a fan designed in it to work with her cooling fashion. Snapping it in place, the belt locked and remained in its fixated tightness to Baby's liking. She grabbed her turquoise shinning brush off the dresser, cleaning the cherry red strains that entangled themselves in the bristles. She proceeded to run it through and straighten out the messy chaotic curls that messed with her natural ones as she looked in the mirror to make sure she got every single one. Baby ran her hand through her hair just as she did with the brush to make sure it was cured of it's morning mess. Once she fixed her hair she grabbed her hair ties and wrapped them around the base of her starting pigtail. the curl flowing in naturally once she secured it.

She smiled at her, once again, flawless hair dressing skills. Heading to the kitchen she tripped over a sudden dip in the floor. After hissing in pain at her now bruised toe, she noticed the divot that caused her fall. Baby raised a brow and lifted the rug that was barley hiding it anymore. She noticed a panel from the floor was loose, looks like she needed to fix this place up. Baby hummed in confusion as she raised it and looked to see why it was loose. For some reason, this one panel had a latch, and it looked like the latch had been knocked loose. Baby investigated further. She reached inside the missing panels hole, feeling a cube shape she pulled it up. It was a box, wooden with hinges in the back. It was old and dusty. She opened it.

Inside was a blue paper, it was clear that it was folded up since it seemed to pop up from resisting being fully folded. Baby picked it up and out of the box, undoing the old creases. flattening it out enough to see what was on it. Her eye narrowed as she looked at it, the aperture in her eyes closing and opening to fully recognize what she was starring at.

It was blueprints. Blueprints for a new robot. It was scrapped after the restaurant closed down though, Baby had never seen it so she was sure that's what happened. The robot was tall, slim and wore a pale color. red being some of it's plate colors. Its face was permanently forced into a smile, much like she was before being reprogrammed. The one thing that stuck out to her, was the minimal of accessories it wore. The animatronic had a a single button on it's chest, red and bright as if it hadn't a splotch of filth on it. It also wore a hat, green and yellow stripes spiraling up the cone of the party hat, the rim at the base of the hat being the same as the pom-pom at the top, orange. Baby's eyes widened as she looked at it's purpose.

"possible replacement of Circus Baby, reason: need of spare parts and donor is malfunctioning as well, considerably."

Tears swelled in her eyes. She was thankful that she was abandoned in time, so that she didn't have to endure the pain of being torn about and used for spares. She knew the reason he wanted to replace her was because she was starting to snap back, like a rubber band being pulled back too far. And that William was realizing that she was going to discover she was able to over power him sooner or later. Baby tightened her fist and crinkled the paper in effect. She torn it up into halves, fourths, eighths, and so one as many times as she could tear it. She slammed in back into the box and threw it back into the hole, covering it back up. She flung the carpet about and covered it, hiding it from the light of day once again. She glared at the floor in thought.

"he wanted to replace me... all because I wasn't wanting to be taken for granted anymore." Baby whimpered to herself.

Elizabeth stood there, she realized what she had found.

"Lizzie..."

Baby jolted and looked up at the young adult.

"Look, I found that when father was still using this place. It was in his workshop. When he left I snatched it and ran here, I hid it so he would forget. I don't remember when it was and he probably continued to use you once it was gone from his train of thought. But even then I didn't want him to get rid of you, he made a promise that you were for me. But some how in the back of my mind I knew it wasn't true, but my stupid childish self didn't want to believe it. I'm so s-"

She was pulled into a tight embrace.

"You don't need to apologize..." her soft and calming voice whispered weakly. 

Elizabeth gave back to the sudden hold in Baby's arms, returning the favor.

They broke the hug.

"Now, I need some advice... I've been thinking about it for a while now...well. more like when you said you would be staying the night here..."

Elizabeth tilted her head, waiting for Baby to continued her sentence.

"How do you hint at loving someone?"