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

Chapter 25 Not Sad, Not Sorry

Baby sat patiently on the couch. Elizabeth talking on the phone and seeming to be annoyed. Was it something she did? Was Elizabeth mad at her? She couldn't concentrate on the TV. Elizabeth sighed. She had hung up. Baby watched as she came and sat down, holding her face and eventually leaning back.

"Everything okay?" She asked.

Elizabeth looked at her and chuckled.

"Well...Dad's not a problem anymore. Turns out that punch you fed him busted something and caused a tumor. I guess he couldn't handle the news and so he dug out his old prototype suit. He died last night." Despite the news, she didn't show any signs of grievance. Baby looked down.

"I-I didn't mean to-..to kill him.." She practically whispered.

"Liz, you did nothing wrong. He violated you in ways I can't and don't even want to imagine. He killed my mother and hurt so many others." She grabbed Baby's face and brought it to look at her.

"You did something good. If anything the tumor was karma finally coming to bit him in the arse." She said, trying to be serious. Baby giggled, her accent making certain words a touch funnier. Elizabeth smiled at her. She kissed Elizabeth. The girl returning the loving remark.

"So...what are they going to do?"

"Well, since Jeremy isn't eighteen yet, he needs a guardian. So him and his boyfriend are coming to stay for a little bit. Uncle Elijah is setting up the garage downstairs for them to stay for a bit." She explained. Baby smiled, more family to meet.

Baby stood and got an apple, biting into it and savoring the sweetness. She looked at Elizabeth, who had gone outside. She came out and watched as Elijah walked Sugar-Cube around for her daily walk.

A car soon pulled up. A red pickup truck with blue spray paint on it, the blue and drippy letter spelled "The Mean Mud Machine". She giggled and watched as a women stepped out. She looked at her and waved. With her apple filled hand, she waved back all the while still chewing. The lady was always so sweet. She would send fruit and fresh honey to them as well as many delicacies she'd make. A boy, slightly shorter than Elizabeth, stepped out from the backseat of the truck. He had a suitcase and a backpack. It reminded Baby of leaving which made her smile a bit. He had a black t-shirt with light grey stripes across the chest, jean capris and basic black sneakers. His hair was a dark brown matching his pale skin.

A young man followed him after. He had jet black hair with blonde strips straying from matching roots. He had a somewhat uncomfortable look as he looked around and stayed closed to the boy. He had a dark half sleeve with a band on it. Seemed to be a band called "KISS". The letters were jagged like lightning bolts. He had jean pants and slip on shoes. He wore a necklace with a a shiny yellow bow tie charm and a form of an open mouth with sharp teeth over it. It looked like the open jaws of a sharks skeleton.

She watched as they went to the garage below them. The taller one stopped and looked up, starring at Baby. She noticed him starring and lightly waved at him. His eyes widened and he looked down in embarrassment. Baby hummed in thought. She finished the apple. holding the core and throwing it to the fields for the animals to finish off. She had a good throwing arm, most likely because she had mechanical bionics to help her muscles push its limits with out trying. She went down the steps to greet the newcomers.

"Hey!" She said, her voice cheery and less of a cold, emotionless chime. The taller one jumped and almost fell over like a scared goat.

"You guys need some help?" Baby asked, trying to be nice and make a good first impression.

"Oh! No, but thanks." The younger boy said.

"Name's Lizzie." She paused, she needed to call herself something different and she liked the name Elizabeth had given her more than that stupid mockery of a name she had been given.

"What's your names?" She said, laying back over the railing of the stairs and staring at them from an upside-down view.

"I'm Norman. But please, call me Jeremy." He said, looking ashamed almost. She could relate the him in a way.

"This here is my scare-bear, Myles!" He said, hugging the taller one. Myles seemed to wheeze a bit as he waved nervously. Baby sat up and faced them.

"Nice to meet you two, hopefully you'll enjoy it here for however long you'll be staying." She said. Truthfully, she had a hard time talking to people after leaving. Her social anxiety made it a pain for her to do anything. This was a step up for her. She was truly healing from the pain of what happened.

"Thanks, I always loved Uncle Elijah's farm as a kid." He said, putting up some stuff on the shelves. It looked to be some plushies of the gang from Fazbear's. He seemed to have everyone.

"I'm sure this will be the perfect place for us." He said, grabbing hold of Myles' arm lovingly.

"So you're my sister's girlfriend?" He said, turning to Baby.

"Sure am" She said, with confidence. A lot more than she had usually. Something in the air seemed to make her feel more of a person than she did.

"I'm glad she found someone. Always knew she was a lesbian." He joked with a light chuckle. Baby smirked a bit too. From the joke and the fact she was being acknowledged as a girl. It seems her little surprise defect didn't make it past William. She never understood why she was given such a part. Only thing about it that concerned her is how Elizabeth would react. Though, she held confidence since Elizabeth seemed relaxed about everything. So, she guessed this part would come to good use finally. Speaking of, she needed a shower.

"I'll be upstairs if you need me." She said, going up into her home and to the bathroom. Turning the shower on as she shut the door with her foot. Her height and the size of the bathroom matched up just enough. She locked the door and checked the temperature of water and pulled the tap on the faucet up. Sending the water to the shower head. She pulled her shirt off and unclipped her bra. Tossing it aside, she pulled her rolled up pants down along with her underwear. She wore baggy clothes usually when she wasn't in her dress. Her dress had enough pop to the bottom to hide the small bulge. She put her hands together and stretched, releasing the tension as she groaned a bit.

She grabbed her pigtails by the base and gripped the holder. Slowly she pulled it out. She winced as she tried desperately not to pull her own hair out unintentionally. She got both of them out and sat them on the sink. She felt the water and stepped in, closing the curtain behind herself.

It felt nice to have a relaxing shower. She let her body get used to the warm water as she wet her hair down the water dripping down her back. She let out a sigh of relief as she water relaxed her. She leaned down to grab the bottle of shampoo. Pouring it on her hand, she shut the lid using her fingers and sat it back down. She scrubbed it into her scalp and built the foam up in her hair. She noticed her red hair dye draining out and staining the water as it went down the shower drain. Baby washed the suds from her hair and started on the conditioner.

She hummed a soft tune as she lathered the conditioner into her hair and washing it out. She grabbed her red and pink loofah, pouring some scented body wash on and beginning to lather her body like she did her hair. She had trouble cleaning below, it always bothered her to touch it. She paused and took a breath. She started cleaning her lower sections. Her face heated up upon touching it. It was always so awkward.

It was done soon enough. She sighed and pressed the loofah to her chest as she rinsed it and herself off. She turned off the shower off and held her hair, twisting and straining the water out of it. She flipped it back and got out. Grabbing a towel, she dried off her body and wrapped her hair up with it. Too lazy to grab some clothes she threw on her already worn ones.

Baby sat on the couched and turned on the TV. She remembered the call from earlier. William was dead, that might have been why she was feeling better. She wouldn't have to worry about seeing him again. She wasn't upset about what she did. She did it for herself and all her years of torment as well as the other people hes probably hurt. Baby smirked and mumbled something.

"I'm not sorry." She said, as if talking to William from beyond the grave.