#switch!chica

“And on the left…We have Glamrock Bonnie! And the Strikers!” The Map Bot declared, pointing to Bonnie and his team. On his team was Vanessa, Chica, Monty and Sundrop.

“And on the right, we have Glamrock Freddy! And his Fazteam!” The Map Bot declared next, pointing to Freddy and his team. On his team was Gregory, Roxanne, Vanny and Moondrop.

The team was split in 2, with 10 characters joining in on the game. But why did only 10 of the 15 characters join the game? Well…Because the S.T.A.F.F Bots didn’t feel like joining. Map Bot volunteered to be the host/judge instead of playing. Music Man and DJ Man volunteered to play the dramatic music rather than participating. And the Endoskeletons were way too busy being…themselves…to play the game.

“And when I say go, the game will start.” The Map Bot declared.

Bonnie and his team readied into their running positions.

Freddy and his team readied themselves into their running positions.

“3…” Map Bot counted down.

Freddy and Bonnie both narrowed their eyes at each other.

“2…” Map Bot counted.

The Fazteam and the Strikers all narrowed their eyes at each other.

“1…” The Map Bot counted.

The Map Bot raised up a Faz-Camera. “GO!” Map Bot declared.

And after hearing those words, all hell broke loose. The only sound and visual that could be distinguishable from the screaming and stomping, was the clicking sound and the flash of the Faz-Camera.

Bonnie went for Freddy, tackling him to the ground. Freddy grabbed Bonnie’s left ear and started tickling it with his other hand. “Let’s start with the ears, shall we?” Freddy declared.

Bonnie squealed and went for Freddy’s belly. “Nohohoho! Ihihif yohou touch my ehehears, Ihihi gehehet your behehelly!” Bonnie replied.

Freddy froze and squeezed his eyes shut as he tried not to laugh. “N-No! Ru-rude!” Freddy told him.

Bonnie dug his thumb into Freddy’s belly. “Tihihickle tihickle, Freheddyhyhy!” Bonnie declared, tickling right near the belly button area.

Freddy snickered and finally bursted out laughing. “GAAAhahahahahaha! BOHOHONNIHIHIE, NOHOHOhohoho!” Freddy reacted, letting go of Bonnie’s ears so he could cover up his own belly.

Bonnie smiled. “Tickle tickle tickle tickle, Freddy~” He teased. “Now tell me: Which side tickles more?” Bonnie started tickling the right side. “This side?” Bonnie asked.

Freddy squealed and shook his head as he laughed hysterically. “AHAHAHAhahaha! COHOHOME OHOHON!” Freddy howled.

“Or…This side?” Bonnie started tickling Freddy’s left side.

Freddy wheezed and quickly started cackling up a storm. He was just unable to stop the laughter that came from his artificial voice box and left through his mouth. “NAHAHAT THEHERE! NAHAHAT THEHEHEHEHEHAHAHAHAHA!” Freddy screamed.

Bonnie gasped dramatically. “Looks like someone’s left side is more ticklish than their right! How peculiar!” Bonnie teased.

“BEHEHE QUIHIHIET!” Freddy shouted.

“I’d rather not.” Bonnie replied with a wide smile.

“Ooooh! Looks like Bonnie’s got the upper hand on Freddy at the moment! Now, let’s see what’s going on with Chica and Roxanne!” Map Bot declared.

Chica had tackled Roxy to the ground and immediately went for Roxy’s armpits. “A little reminder, that I know every ticklish spot on your body.” Chica told her as she lifted up Roxy’s right arm. “So you should just give up now and call it my win.” Chica added.

Roxy growled and showed Chica her sharp teeth. “Fight me, chicken.” Roxy practically spat.

Chica bawked in laughter and started tickling her right armpit with her right hand. “That’s what I am! Don’t wear it out!” Chica teased.

Roxy squeaked and burst out in fits of giggles. “EEEHehehehehehehe! Yohohohou wohon’t breheheheak mehehehe!” Roxy said through her laughter.

“Oh, I won’t? Well, I’m afraid you can’t predict the future.” Chica reminded her.

“Yohohou cahahahan’t eheheheither!” Roxy argued.

“Oho, I know. But I am more capable of creating my future. It helps being the tickler in this circumstance.” Chica teased next.

Chica moved her bright pink fingernails off of Roxy’s armpit. “Now, if I can remember correctly…” Chica moved her right hand up to Roxy’s lower inner shoulder, and poked it. “Your upper arm is more ticklish than your actual armpit…” She started drawing very slow circles with her fingernail. “Am I right?” Chica asked.

Roxy squeaked and froze. “N-No…Whaaaat are you taaaalking aboooout?” Roxy asked, not wanting to admit it.

Then, Chica started skittering.

Roxy threw her head back and burst out in wild cackles. “BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! CHIHIHICAHAHAHAHA! STAHAHAHAHAHAP!” Roxy shouted.

“WOW! Holy cluck! I knew I was right, but I was NOT prepared for such a strong reaction!” Chica admitted. “Maybe I should be a lot softer on this spot…” Chica added as she slowed her fingers down to a better, calmer pace. Rosy’s cackles turned to softer giggles for a little while.

“Chica’s got Roxanne howling with laughter! Pun completely intended.” Map Bot teased. “Now, let’s see what’s happening with Gregory and Vanessa!” Map Bot declared.

Gregory had headbutted himself into Vanessa, knocking her right onto the ground. And before she could comprehend what had happened, Gregory was already scooting himself to Vanessa’s feet and pulling off her shoes.

“Wait- WAIT! NOT MY FEET! GREGORY, I WILL KILL YOU IF YOU GO FOR MY FEET.” Vanessa shouted.

“Oh please…” Gregory rolled his eyes, wrapping his left arm around her feet and skittering his fingers on both her feet with his right hand. “I’m not scared of you, ticklish baby.” Gregory teased.

Vanessa squealed and threw her head back, falling to pieces with laughter. “YOHOHOU EHEHEVIL SHIHIHI-”

“Ah, ah, ah~” Gregory gave Vanessa a big smirk and moved his fingers up to her toes. “No swearing. Swearing earns you tickles.” Gregory told her.

Vanessa curled her toes and squeaked in surprise. The shock was written all over her face as she tugged on her legs desperately. “LEAVEMYTOES! LEAVETHEMALONE!” Vanessa got out really quickly.

“And miss out on winning? I think not!” Gregory replied.

Gregory moved his index and middle fingers to Vanessa’s two big toes in the middle. He started scratching right under there. But Vanessa curled her toes in immediately, squealing and cackling at the same time. So, Gregory moved his fingers to the next best place: the ball of her foot.

Vanessa threw her head back, knocking her hat off her head as she laughed and snorted. “AAAAHAHAHAHAHAHA DAHAHAHAMMIHIHIHIT!” She cackled.

“Oooohoho, You swore again! Time for more fingers~” Gregory teased.

“NOHO! NOHOHOT THAHAHAT!” She pleaded.

“Swearing gets you tickles, remember?” Gregory reminded her before tickling the ball of her foot with 8 of his fingers. Vanessa’s screams quickly dominated all the other laughter in the room.

“Goodness gracious! So much cursing, so many tickles! I cannot wait to see how this goes!” Map Bot reacted. “Now, let’s see what’s happening with Monty and Vanny!” Map Bot declared.

Monty had easily managed to pin down Vanny. But Vanny was wiggling around too much for him to keep her pinned so he can actually tickle her. “Whoa- Vanny! It’s just a game! There’snoneedto move so much!” Monty yelled.

“Let me go, you stupid puppet!” Vanny yelled.

Monty chortled. “Says the one made of felt.” Monty joked.

Vanny started to kick him off her. But this only filled the room with banging metal sounds. But to her surprise, Monty wasn’t grunting in pain.

“Ohgod- Gahahaha! Wahahait- wahahahahait!” Monty laughed. She widened her eyes as she realized what she was doing: She was currently tickling his belly with her kicking!

With Monty temporarily distracted, Vanny tried to wiggle her hands free so she could at least get some tickles on him. With a little bit of pulling and wiggling, She finally managed to get her wrists out through his thumbs and skittered both her fingers in Monty’s armpits.

Monty widened his eyes and squeezed his eyes shut as he tried not to close his armpits. As much as he really wanted to, he also didn’t want to crush Vanny’s hands in the process. So he fought every urge in his body and squeezed his fists instead. “VAHAHANNY! Lehehehet mehehehehe gohohohoho!” Monty ordered.

“Nah. Winning is the name of this game. And I never lose.” Vanny told him.

“Thahahat’s nohohot truhuhue. Ihihit’s cahahalled tihihickle teheheheheams.” Monty told her. Ahahand yohou neveheher lohohose?” Nohohot eheheven as a chihihild?!” Monty asked.

“Nope. Never lose. Ever. Always win.” Vanny replied.

“Thahahahat’s ahaha lihihie.” Monty said before skittering one of his hands on Vanny’s middle ribs. “Ihihi knowhow your weheheheaknehehesses.” Monty told her.

Vanny squealed and snorted, removing her hands from his armpits so she could cover up her ribs. “NOHOHohohoho!” She laughed.

“Oooooh! Looks like Ms. Never-lose-always-win is currently losing! Talk about irony!” Map Bot reacted. “Now, let’s see what’s happening with Sun, and Moon!” Map Bot decided.

Sun had wrapped his legs around Moon’s neck and used his body to bring Moon right onto the ground, Black Widow-style. Moon tried to sit himself up, and was immediately pushed back down. “Let me go, Sun! Why can’t we just be brothers about this?” Moon asked.

Sun laughed and wiggled his fingers at him. “What are you talking about? We ARE being brothers about this!” Sun told him before tickling Moon’s neck. “Now coochy coochy coo!” Sun teased.

Moon squeaked and curled his neck, giggling all high-pitched. “EEEEheheheheheheheheee! Ehehehehe! nohohoho!” Moon giggled.

“Now tell me: Which side tickles more?” Sun tickled the right side. “The right side?” Sun moved his right hand to the left side. “Or the left side?” Sun asked next.

Moon squealed and squeaked up a little storm. “EEHEHEHE! Bohohoth!” Moon replied.

“Both?” Sun clarified.

“Yehehehessss!” Moon said back.

“You shouldn’t have said that~” Sun teased as he started tickling both sides of Sun’s neck.

Moon’s giggles went lower to regular laughter. “Ohohohoho geeheheheheheeez! Hahahahaha!” Moon replied. “Nohohot bohohoth sihihides!” Moon reacted.

“Why not? I already know the truth, Moon.” Sun reminded him. “You like this, and I know that.” He added.

“Shuhuhush! Nohoho ohohone neeheheheheeds to knohohow thahahahahat!” Moon reacted.

“Yes they do! HEY MAP BOT!” Sun yelled.

“Yes, Sunny?” Map Bot replied.

“MOON LIKES BEING TICKLED!” Sun declared.

Map Bot widened his eyes and threw his hands in the air. “Moon likes being tickled?! What a surprise! An absolute delight!” Map bot reacted. “Speaking of surprises:” Map Bot made a whistle sound effect with his voice box. “TIME’S UP!” Map Bot declared. “Let’s see who won this round!”

Map Bot rolled up to Freddy and Bonnie. Freddy was on the ground, exhausted, while Bonnie was on his feet with a smirk. “Never mess with a bowling champion.” Bonnie told Freddy. “Cause this striker is a winner.” Bonnie added, looking at Map Bot.

Map bot nodded and noted it on the back of a map. He rolled up to the female animatronics next. Chica was laying on the ground, tired while Roxy was looking up at Map Bot. “I think I win this round. Though Chica was a hard opponent!” Roxy told Map Bot.

Map Bot nodded his head. “Sounds good!” He wrote it on the back of the map as a Fazteam win, before rolling up to Gregory and Vanessa. Gregory was jumping in the air, saying “I WIN! I WIN!” over again.

Map Bot nodded and wrote it down as a Fazteam win, before rolling up to Vanny and Monty. Vanny dropped Monty’s leg like it was a microphone, making it crash loudly onto the ground. “This girl is always a winner. And there’s your proof.” Vanny replied.

Map Bot put it on the back of the map as a Fazteam win, and walked up to Sun and Moon. Sun was smiling proudly as he gave Moon’s neck one more tickle. “Tickling is my forte! Why are you surprised I won?” Sun asked, looking at Map Bot.

“I…didn’t say anything!” Map Bot told him as he marked it down as a Strikers win. Then, Map Bot walked to the front of the room. “Alright. We have a winner!” Map Bot declared. “And the team to win the most is…FREDDY AND THE FAZTEAM!” Map Bot declared.

Freddy, Gregory, Roxanne, Vanny and Moon all cheered with excitement!

“-For this round.” Map Bot added.

Bonnie, Vanessa, Chica, Monty and Sun all gasped in surprise. “Wait, it’s a game out of 3?!” Bonnie asked.

Freddy dropped his jaw. “Are you serious?!” Freddy reacted.

It was New Year’s Eve…and it was already dark by 5:00pm. That’s what usually happens during the winter. The days are shorter, the nights are longer, and the sun isn’t out nearly as much. And depending on where you live, there’s lots of snow. It’s nice to see the snow sometimes. But Gregory has only seen the snow a few years in his life. It’s pretty and it’s really fun to play in. But he could remember his Dad not liking it. He complained about the cold, and the shoveling. Gregory didn’t quite understand what’s wrong with the shoveling. Shoveling is fun! At least, he thought it was.

Speaking of snow, Gregory was looking out the window at the falling snow with a big smile on his face. Chica walked up behind Gregory and placed a hand onto his shoulder. “It’s beautiful.” She said.

“I know! And it’s really fun!” Gregory told her. “Have you been in the snow before?” He asked Chica.

“No, I haven’t. The only thing I’ve heard is that snow is cold water…and water isn’t good for my animatronic parts.” Chica told him.

Gregory nodded. “There are three types of cold water. There’s fluffy water, or snow…there’s smooth water, or ice, and there’s a mix of both called frozen rain.” Gregory told him.

“Hm…so it’s all water?” She asked.

“Yup. And it melts if you bring it inside.” Gregory told him.

Chica smiled and looked at Gregory. “It looks like fun, honestly. I wish I could play in the snow without risking ruining my joints.” Chica admitted.

Gregory chuckled and grabbed some waterproof mittens. “That’s why we have mitts, Chica!” Gregory declared. “Here:” Gregory took Chica’s right hand and started to put the right glove onto Chica’s hand. “Put the thumb into this hole, and put your other 3 fingers in here. There you go!” Gregory reacted as he felt Chica’s thumb slide into the thumb spot of the glove. The rest of her fingers slid into the big boxing glove-like mitten in the middle. Then, Gregory put the other mitt onto Chica’s left hand.

Chica looked at the gloves and flipped her hand over to see both sides of her covered hands. “Strange…i don’t feel anything, but…my body is detecting heat coming from my hands.” Chica told him, referring to the vision screen on her eyes.

“Mittens are supposed to warm up the hands, as well as keep them dry.” Gregory told her.

“Unusual…” She muttered.

“I have mitts too.” Gregory put his own mitts on, and gently brought Chica out the doors to the front entrance of the Pizzaplex. He let Chica stand on the dry pavement, and grabbed a nearby shovel. He started shoveling snow and placing it beside Chica, so she had some snow to look at and manipulate too.

“Pick it up!” Gregory told her.

Chica looked down at the snow…and looked at her mitt-covered hands. She slowly knelt down, scooped up a bit of snow, and stood back up with the snow in her gloves. She stared at it with wide, innocent eyes.

It was…fluffy. It was bright…it looked…soft.

Chica took some snow in her thumb and index finger, and pinched it. It crunched a little bit in her covered fingers. She moved her index finger off the thumb, and looked at the flattened snow on her covered thumb.

“Here:” Gregory walked up to Chica and placed a ball of snow into her hand. “Throw it at me!” Gregory told her as he ran a few feet in front of her. “Throw the snowball like a bouncy ball!” Gregory told her.

Chica looked at Gregory, and looked at the snowball. She lifted it back behind her head, and threw it at Gregory. But she aimed for the ground. So naturally, the ball flattened against the pavement and fell apart. Chica looked at Gregory with a confused, and sad face.

Gregory’s smile had dropped as he looked at Chica. “Why did you throw it at the ground?” Gregory asked.

Chica looked at the broken snowball. “You…told me to throw it like a bouncy ball.” Chica told him.

“I also told you to throw it at me, not at the ground.” Gregory added.

“...Snow doesn’t bounce?” Chica asked.

Gregory stared at Chica and slowly brought his right wrist up to his mouth. “Freddy…Come outside.” Gregory told him.

Freddy’s voice came out of the Fazwatch. “What do you need, Gregory? Is something wrong?” Freddy asked.

“Um…” Gregory grew a dumbfounded smile. “Chica thought that snowballs bounce…” Gregory told him.

Freddy raised an eyebrow. “...They don’t?” Freddy asked.

Gregory doubled over and bursted out cackling. Did all the animatronics really think that snow bounces?! REALLY?!

“What do you mean ‘Snow doesn’t bounce’?!” Someone said behind Chica.

Chica turned around and looked at the person with a smile. “Hi Roxanne.” Chica said.

Hearing this was enough to make Gregory laugh even harder! Gregory was laughing so hard, that he was quickly losing control of his legs! It didn’t take long before the boy had flopped into the pile of snow beside him.

“GREGORY!” Chica yelled, sprinting up to Gregory and picking him up without any regard for her robotic parts. “Are you okay?!”

Gregory was still a giggling mess, even when he was in her arms. Picking him up clearly didn’t effect his giddiness at all. “Ihihi’m fihihine. Buhuhut- YOHOU THOUGHT SNOW BOUNCES?!” Gregory asked, before bursting out into even more higher-pitched, squeaky laughter.

Chica sighed and smiled a bit. She looked at Gregory’s laughing face, and smirked a little bit. “Think it’s okay to laugh at me for not understanding snow?” Chica asked.

“Yeheheheah! Ihihit’s hihilarious!” Gregory reacted.

Chica started skittering her fingers on Gregory’s ribs. “Tell me how hilarious it is now.” She told him.

Gregory squealed loudly and started wiggling around like a wild animal once tickles were mixed in. He had quickly turned into a complete wiggle worm. “BAHAHAHAhahahaahahaaa! WAHAHAHAIT-” Gregory snorted and covered his face in a desperate attempt to hide his growing blush.

Chica smirked and lifted Gregory’s belly up to her mouth. Then, she started pecking his belly like she was an actual chicken.

Peck-peck, peck, peck.

“EEEEEHEhehehehehehe! Whyhyhyhy ahahare you peckihihing mehehehehe?!” Gregory asked.

Chica smirked as she kept pecking. “Mmmm~ Yummy belly~” Chica teased.

“FREHEHEHEDDY HEHEHELP MEHEHE!” Gregory yelled into his Fazwatch.

“I am coming, Gregory!” Freddy said into the Fazwatch.

Chica laughed and continued pecking his belly.

Peck, peck, peckpeck, peck. “Now tell me: How ticklish is your belly button?” Chica asked as she started pecking at his little belly button hole.

Gregory snorted about 3 times back-to-back, and threw his head back with more wheezy laughter. “TOOOOHOHOHO TIHIHICKLIHISH! YOHOHOU’RE KILLING MEEEE!” Gregory shouted.

Chica rolled her eyes. “All I’m doing is giving you kisses! Is that really too much for you to handle?” Chica asked.

Gregory continued to wiggle around, and was unintentionally arching his back, causing his belly button to come closer to Chica’s pecking beak. And the worst part? Chica had noticed this. “Looks like someone seems to like my little kisses!” Chica reacted, before making smooch sounds while pecking his belly button. “Are you aching for more of Chica’s special kisses?” Chica asked next.

“*snort* PLEHEHEHEHEHEASE! *snort* IHIHIHI- *snort, snort* IHIHI CAHAHAHAHAN’T-” Gregory told her. All the while, Gregory is mentally wondering: Where the heck is Freddy?!

“Can’t what, my sweet little affectionate chick?” Chica asked. “Is someone enjoying the- eEEEEHEHEHEHEHEHEEEE!” Chica bursted out laughing, letting go of Gregory so she could grab her vulnerable hips.

Gregory sat himself up right away, and looked at who was now tickling Chica: It was Freddy! Freddy had sprinted out of the pizzaplex doors and up to Chica to save him! Finally! “Yohou finally saved me! Thanks Freddy!” Gregory reacted.

Freddy chuckled and booped Chica’s belly button region. “Little known fact: Chica’s belly button is ticklish too.” Freddy told him. “It’s just that she doesn’t really have a belly button. So you kinda have to search for it.” Freddy added.

“Ooooh. That makes…at least some sense!” Gregory reacted.

Freddy laughed. “Now, laugh it up, Chica! Laugh it up like the world is about to end!” Freddy declared.

“Or like the year is about to end!” Gregory added, pointing to the time on his Fazwatch.

[11:48pm]

[Dec. 31, 2052]

“Ooooh! That’s true!” Freddy reacted. “Laugh it up for the next 1 minutes, Chica.” Freddy told her. “And Gregory! Get Roxanne and Montgomery out here for the fireworks!” Freddy added.

“On it!” Gregory sprinted back to the automatic doors and entered the Pizzaplex again. Once Gregory was up the stopped escalators, Gregory had basically disappeared from their field of view.

Freddy went back to resuming his tickle attack on Chica. He had resumed tickling her belly button, while also grabbing at her right side with his left hand to both tickle her and stabilize her. “Kitchy kitchy koo, Chicky choo~” Freddy teased.

Chica giggled and laughed, wiggling around and struggling in his surprisingly strong grip. “Freheheheddyyy! Hahahaha! Ihihihi-” Chica laughed. “Leheheheave myhy behehelly buhuhuttohohon alohohohohone!” Chica ordered, doubling over more to get Freddy’s finger off her belly button.

“No way! Telling me to leave your belly button alone, is like telling me to never talk to Gregory again! I can’t possibly do that without experiencing immense amounts of sadness.” Freddy told her.

“Seriouslyhyhyhyhy?!” Chica asked, turning her head to look at Freddy.

Freddy nodded proudly. “Yes. Seriously.” Freddy replied casually…too casually.

“Freddy! Stop tickling Chica, and get over here!” someone said behind him.

Freddy let go of Chica and turned around to look at the person. “What is it, Gregory?” Freddy asked, confused. Letting go of Chica immediately caused her to fall onto the ground in simulated exhaustion. Unlike Gregory, Chica thankfully missed all the snow piles around her.

“The fireworks from the Performing Arts Center is going to be starting soon! Sit down!” Gregory told Freddy and the other animatronics. “And pick up Chica, for heaven’s sake!” Gregory added.

“Got it.” Freddy walked up to Chica, picked her up and threw her over his shoulder like Shrek did with Fiona in the movie Shrek. “Come with me, Chica. And we shall walks workfires.” Freddy said.

“Fireworks, Freddy. They’re bright, loud, and really pretty.” Gregory told them.

“Pretty?” Roxy asked.

“Loud?! Like, as loud as metal clashing together?!” Monty asked, growing excited.

“Yeah! Probably even louder!” Gregory replied.

“WHOA! WHERE CAN I-”

BOOOOM.

[11:59pm]

[Dec. 31, 2052]

BOOOM-BOOOOOOM.

Gregory looked up and slowly gasped. “SITDOWN-SITDOWNANDLOOK!” Gregory sat himself down and pointed to the fireworks.

Freddy sat himself down beside Gregory and looked up at the fireworks. And-

BOOM! BOOOM, BOOOOOM. BOOOOOM.

Oh…my…gosh…

It was incredible. It was mind-emptying…

Freddy watched the fireworks with an innocent look of wonder and astonishment. He couldn’t believe how such scary sounds…were creating such beautiful colors in the sky. It’s incredible! How…How did such pretty colors blast and shine so bright? Where did those lights come from?! WHO WAS CONTROLLING THESE LIGHTS?!

Roxy noticed the fireworks when the lights of the fireworks had started to reflect off her left hand. She quickly turned around, her hair flowing behind her as she looked up and dropped her jaw. What is THAT?! Are those…the fireworks Gregory was pointing at?! WHERE DID THEY COME FROM?! Roxy had so many thoughts going through her head. Why is this happening?!

Monty turned around and looked up at the bright lights and the booming sound coming from the sky. He widened his eyes and slowly sat himself down on the pavement. He stared at the millions of different colors he could see from every firework. Sky Blue, bright red, lime green, lemon yellow, lavender purple, sunset orange, and even snowy white. So many colors…so little time to think!

Chica had covered her ears, surprised by the echoing explosion sounds in her audio processors. But despite the loud sounds, she was in awe of the beautiful colors and shapes, mostly circles, that were filling the sky one by one.

How…

How is this happening?!

This was unlike anything their eyes had ever seen before! None of them could properly process how beautiful the fireworks were, and how somewhat scary the fireworks’ sounds were. It invoked so many different emotions all at once. None of them could process it. All they could do was watch…

“Happy New Year, everyone.” Gregory said to the animatronics, looking at them from left to right. But no one else made even a peep…let alone a word in response to Gregory’s wish.

At first, he was confused by the animatronics’ lack of replies. But Gregory quickly realized what was going on: The animatronics were all too busy observing the beauty of these fireworks with a complete loss for words…to be able to reply to anything he had said. He began to remember his own first time seeing such beautiful fireworks. He couldn’t put the thoughts to words either, at the time.

And as the fireworks soon wrapped up, Gregory looked at his Fazwatch to see the time and the date:

[12:23am]

[Jan. 1, 2053]

“RUN!” Freddy yelled to Roxy as he sprinted past them, making the ground shake as he sprinted. 

“What? Why- OH SHI-” Roxy turned right around and took off sprinting after Freddy, now running for her own life. Monty was now chasing Roxy and Freddy all over the Pizzaplex. 

Chica was hiding behind a wall and watching as Freddy and Roxy sped past the very wall Chica was hiding behind. How she was watching without showing her face? She was using x-ray vision. Because she has that now. 

Chica had plans to catch Monty off guard. So as Monty ran up to the wall as well, Chica reached her hand out and grabbed Monty’s arm. This made Monty halt to a sudden stop with a yelp. “HEY!” 

Chica giggled and tripped Monty with her chicken foot, knocking him down onto his belly. “Caught ya! Now you’re ALL MINE!” She declared, quickly sitting on his lower back. 

Freddy and Roxy skidded to a halt as well, turning around to see what was going on behind them. 

“GET OFF ME-” Monty shouted. Monty suddenly widened his eyes as he felt Chica toying with his sides and ribs. “BWAAAHAHAhaha! AAH! NO! DAHAHAMN YOHOHOU!” Monty yelled. 

Chica smirked with her beak. “Awww, is Monty de widdle awwigatah too tickwish?” Chica teased. 

Freddy and Roxy both looked at each other with smirks. They slowly walked up to Monty and started teasing him too. “How sad that the strongest animatronic is bested with a few tickles.” Roxy teased. 

“He’s a little softer than he looks, I think.” Freddy added with a smile. “Just a little…” 

Monty growled as he laughed with his slightly hoarse voice. He dropped his head down to the ground as his arms and hands rested around his head. “SHUHUHUT UHUHUP!” Monty shouted at them, clenching his fists

“Or what? You’ll laugh at us?” Chica asked as she moved her claws to his armpits. 

Monty wheezed and pulled his arms down against his sides to cover his armpits as best he could. “NOHOHO! NOHOHOHO FAHAHAHAIR!” Monty shouted at her, wiggling left and right like a worm. 

“But all’s fair in a game of tickle monster!” Chica teased more. 

Roxy was chuckling confidently as she watched the evil Monty get destroyed so easily. It was hilarious! And it looked like Freddy thought so too! 

“You know, I’m not letting you two off the hook either.” Chica warned with a smirk. 

Roxy and Freddy’s smiles quickly wiped off their faces upon hearing Chica’s warning. They looked at each other for a moment, before looking back at Chica with worry and surprise. 

Roxy was the first one to speak up. “Wait, what? Since when?” Roxy asked. 

Chica soon got off of Monty and started walking closer and closer to Roxy and Freddy, wiggling her fingers. “Since now.” 

Roxy immediately got the hint. She turned right around and took off running from the evil Chica. “NO!” Roxy yelled as she ran. 

Freddy ran towards the right side instead of straight, leaving Chica to choose who she wanted to follow. Still determined to get Roxy, she decided to go straight for the wolf. Meanwhile, Monty was left on the ground trying to pull himself together from the tickle attack. As soon as he was pulled back together, Monty took his time getting up onto his feet to follow his fellow animatronics. 

Meanwhile, Chica was slowly catching up to Roxy. “I’m gonna get you! Iiiii’m gonna get you!” Chica teased. 

Roxy turned herself around and started running backwards. “Try and get me, headless chicken!” Roxy ordered. 

Chica got a little faster at that statement. “I’ll certainly try.” She replied. 

Roxy tried to get faster against Chica. But she was unable to keep Chica away. Chica finally grabbed Roxy by the sides and pulled her into her arms. “Gotcha!” Chica declared proudly. 

“Wait! Chica, think about what you’re doing!” Roxy begged. 

Chica laughed. “Just shut up and laugh.” Chica immediately started skittering her fingers on Roxy’s belly and sides. 

Roxy snickered and doubled over, struggling to get out of her grip. “Nohoho! Screhehew ohohohoff!” Roxy ordered. 

“It looks like you’re the one who’s screwed, Roxy.” Chica reminded her. 

Roxy tried reaching backwards and tickling Chica’s sides. “Tahahake thahahat!” She said through her laughter. 

Chica rolled her eyes with a smirk. “I’m not ticklish.” She told her as she stopped. 

Roxy turned around to face Chica. Then, she shoved her hands into Chica’s armpits. “How about here then?” Roxy asked. 

“aaAAAHAHAHAHA! OKAY! OKAHAHAHAYYY! MAHAHAYBEHEHE IHIHI AHAHAM!” Chica yelled. 

“Wow! You’re such a lying mongoose!” Roxy reacted. 

“HAHAHAHAHA! IHIHIHIHI’M SOHOHORRY!” She laughed helplessly, doubling over. 

“You lied! And foxes don’t like liars! Wanna know what that means?” Roxy said with an evil voice. 

Chica just continued to laugh, not really taking the time to answer. 

Roxy made a sound with her snout that somewhat resembled a buzzer. “ERRRR! WRONG! The answer is: You get more tickles!” Roxy told her. 

She lifted up Chica’s hands above her head and tickled one armpit at a time. The left armpit, then the right. Left armpit, then the right armpit. Chica wiggled all around in her grasp as she tippy tapped her feet against the floor. “Plehehehehease! Ihihihi sahahaid Ihihi wahahas sohohohorry!” She pleaded helplessly. 

Roxy rolled her eyes. “You seriously went from a confident rooster…to a terrified baby.” Roxy told her. “If you’re gonna be one of them, make up your mind.” Roxy encouraged. 

Chica tried to get her hands out of her grip, but with no such luck. It seemed like Chica was going to be stuck like this forever. 

“Hey Roxy!” Freddy said calmly behind her. 

Roxy turned to look at Freddy, before turning back to Chica and tickling her again. “What do you want?” 

Freddy smirked and picked up Roxy. “Pick on someone your own size.” He said before squeezing her sides with his fingers as she stood there in midair. 

Roxy yelped and let go of Chica, dropping Chica to her feet. Then, Roxy started kicking her feet and trying to wiggle out of Monty’s hands. “Lehehet mehehe goooohohoho!” Roxy begged. 

Freddy shook his head. “Mm mm.” He hummed a ‘no’ as he lowered Roxy down. He wrapped his left arm around Roxy’s middle and took his time tickling her belly with his right hand for a while. “And now look who’s the terrified baby now?” Freddy said with a smirk. 

Monty finally walked up to Roxy. “Well look who it is. The same person with such determination to wreck me…is being wrecked herself.” Monty said. 

Freddy laughed. “And where have you been?” Freddy asked. 

Monty chuckled. “Oh…I’ve been around.” Monty replied. 

Freddy smiled. “Would you like to help me?” Freddy asked. 

Monty smiled eagerly at the request. “Hell yeah!” Monty replied. 

Roxy gasped and narrowed her eyes at Monty. “no…Don’t even try it.” She warned, throwing her arms up to defend herself. 

Monty walked closer to Roxy and brought out his fingers, wiggling them in a wicked manner. 

“NO.” Roxy ordered, trying to push him away with her hands. 

But Monty had other ideas. 

“Say…” Monty grabbed one of Roxy’s hands. “You wouldn’t happen to be ticklish…” He pokes the palm of her hand. “Here?” 

Roxy widened her eyes and clenched her teeth. “NO- No.” Roxy replied through her teeth, looking at Monty awkwardly. 

Monty smirked evilly and started gently scratching his one finger on the palm of her hand. 

…And that was all it took. 

Roxy had immediately started wiggling around and tugging on her hand to get it out of Monty’s grip. She shook her head back and forth, messing up her hair in the process, and tried her absolute hardest to get her hand back. 

Monty was genuinely surprised about this new discovery. He expected this idea to completely flop! And Freddy was just as surprised as Monty was. 

“Wait…” Monty started to wonder something. He started scratching Roxy’s hand with all 4 of his nails. “You’re actually ticklish here?” He reacted, still unable to fathom it.

Roxy squealed loudly and snorted. “eeeEEEHEHEHEEEK! Ahahahaha- mahahahaybehehe?” Roxy finally bursted out. 

And just for a moment…Roxy had accidentally proven how adorable she can really be. 

Monty smiled and kept on tickling, while Freddy grabbed Roxy’s other hand and started scratching that palm too. 

Roxy was just a mess of giggles and laughter. She couldn’t hold back any of her laughter, even if she tried! It felt like little ladybugs were buzzing around on her palms. And she couldn’t help any of the giggles that left her snout. 

“So much for a 4-person tickle fight, huh?” Monty said. 

“Now now, there’s still room for that.” Freddy mentioned. 

Monty widened his eyes and turned to Freddy. He narrowed his eyes at Freddy. “And what is that supposed to mean?” 

“Get his tail!” Someone called. Freddy turned around and chuckled when he saw Chica sitting there with her hands full. Chica had apparently been watching this whole time, just giggling and eating a bowl of popcorn she had found somewhere.

“Where did you come from?!” Monty reacted. “And where did you get the popcorn?” 

Chica tsked. “I’ll never tell.” She replied. 

Roxy’s laughter was starting to die down from the lack of tickles she was now getting. With Freddy ganging up on Monty, the two boys were not tickling Roxy as much anymore. 

Freddy jumped and grabbed Monty’s tail, yanking Monty to the ground. “OHGOD-” Monty yelled as he fell against the hard ground with a horrified shriek. Immediately after, Freddy started skittering his fingers all over Monty’s tail, hoping to find the worst ticklish spot that hid on his tail. “BAHAHAhahahaha! Not the tahahail! Nohohot my tahahahahail! HAhahahahaha!” Monty laughed. 

Freddy smiled happily. “Look at this! This alligator has a ticklish tail! Who would’ve thought?!” Freddy reacted. 

“Hey! At least give me some credit.” Chica muttered. 

Freddy turned to look at Chica. “Oh yeah…Right. Thanks Chica.” Freddy told her. 

“No problem, teddy bear.” Chica replied. 

Freddy moved his fingers up to the part of the tail that was connected to Monty’s bottom. And boy, did Monty scream! 

Well…More like shouted. 

“OHOHOHO GOHOHOHOHAHAHAHAHA! STOHOHOP- PLEHEHEHEASE STOHOHOHOP!” Monty pleaded. 

“Is it too much for you?” Freddy asked, growing worried. 

“YEHEHEHEHEHEHESS!” Monty replied helplessly. 

Freddy softened his expression and slowed down the tickles. “Alright.” Freddy told him. “I won’t kill you this time.” 

Monty’s screaming laughter lessened dramatically. Now, he was only letting out fits of giggles. It was somewhat surprising how adorable Monty had proven himself to be in a matter of minutes. Eager to still tickle Monty, Freddy held onto the lower part of Monty’s tail and tickled the tip of his tail instead. This made Monty giggle a little harder as he was held upside down by his tail. 

But this choice would prove to be a big mistake for Freddy…Not long after, Monty had grabbed Freddy’s knee pits and started poking them. “Tahahake this!” Monty declared through his giggles. 

Freddy's whole body froze as he felt a wobbly smile grow onto his face. If he was human, he probably would’ve blushed as well. Freddy’s smile grew into a toothy grin as his tickle attack stopped almost immediately. Freddy finally let out some giggles and ended up dropping Monty by mistake! 

But Monty was fine. The fall didn’t seem to stop him in the slightest! Monty flopped onto his belly, and grabbed Freddy’s lower leg so he could continue to tickle Freddy’s left knee pit. “Well looky here! The big brown bear has ticklish knees.” Monty reacted as he scratched and skittered his fingers. 

Freddy used his hand to cover his mouth as he giggled the most wholesome giggle out of all of them. While Monty’s giggle was hoarse…Freddy’s laugh sounded like a genuine fatherly laugh. Somewhat low, but capable of getting high very quickly. 

Meanwhile, Roxy had taken the time to get her revenge on Chica. As it would turn out, Chica’s laughter was chirpy and sweet-sounding. It sounded a little bit like the classic character Tweety Bird’s laugh: All jumpy, quick and cackly. It was really funny. Thanks to the size of the room, you could easily hear both Chica and Freddy’s laughter at the same time. And it was kinda hilarious too. One chirpy laugh, one fatherly laugh. 

Gregory, Monty, Roxy, Freddy and Chica were all having a gigantic tickle fight. The girls had declared themselves the lers, while the boys were left as the lees…except for Monty. He was a big fat switch.

It was all a big battle of chaos.

Right now, Roxy was tickling Gregory while Chica and Monty were tickling Freddy.

“HAhahahahaha! Guhuhuhuhuys plehehehehease!” Freddy begged.

“Please what? Please more tickles?” Monty asked. “Okay!” Chica replied. “We can do that!”

Freddy gasped and threw his head back as his hips were being tickled. “NOHOHO! AAAAHAHAHAHAHAHA! THAHAHAT’S NAHAHAT WHAHAHAT IHIHIHI MEHEHEHEANT!” Freddy laughed. “Wow! You sure can laugh, buddy!” Monty reacted.

Meanwhile: “AHAHAHAHAHAHA! ROHOHOXY STAHAHAHAHAHAP!” Gregory was laughing loudly.

“Naaah, I’m not gonna stop anytime soon.” Roxy told him. “But I am gonna tickle tickle tickle you until you explode with laughter!” She teased. Gregory covered up his face as his cheeks began to betray him by growing red.

“Seee? Even your cheeks are going red! How sweet!” Roxy teased. “IHIHIT’S NAHAHAHAT SWEEHEHEHEHET!” Gregory argued.

“I’d beg to differ.” Roxy teased. Meanwhile:

Chica was moving over to Freddy’s feet while Monty was still tickling his hips. “I gotta say: I’ve never heard you laugh like that before, Freddy!” Chica reacted. “Me neither.” Monty replied. “HAHAHAHAHA- THAHAHAHANKS? IHIHI THIHIHINK?” Freddy replied. Monty looked over at Chica as she started lowering her fingers onto his orange feet. “You’re welcome.” Chica said just before touching down on his feet. “AAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHA! OHOHOHO NOHOHOHOHO!” Freddy bursted out. “NAHAHAHAT MYHYHYHY FEHEHEHEET!” He begged. “Awww, poor Fweddy.” Chica teased like a baby. “SHUHUHUHUT UHUHUHUP!” Freddy shot back. “No way! This is too good!” Chica reacted. Meanwhile: Roxy had stopped tickling Gregory and ran up to Chica. “I gotcha!” Roxy declared.

“CLUCK! NOHohohoho!” Chica reacted, quickly hugging herself instead of tickling Freddy’s feet. Freddy quickly started to calm down thanks to Roxy’s intervention.

“Oh yes!” Roxy teased as she started tickling Chica’s belly and sides.

“IHIHI THOUGHT I WAS A TIHIHICKLEHEHER!” Chica argued. “Oh you are! I’m just in the mood to tickle a fellow woman.” Roxy replied confidently. Chica kicked her feet and wiggled around as her sides and rib regions were tickled and skittered.

“Such a ticklish chicken~” She teased. “AHAHAHAM NAHAHAT!” Chica argued. “Are too!” Roxy teased.

Meanwhile: Gregory ran up to Monty and started tickling him so that Freddy could get free. “Gitchy gitchy goo, gator!” Gregory teased as he tickled Monty’s feet.

“Ohohoho nohoho- Hahahahahahaha!” Monty started to laugh, but not as much as Gregory wanted. Gregory wanted Monty to be hysterically laughing! But moderate laughter was good enough.

However, the tickling did do the trick in loosening Monty’s grip. Freddy was able to successfully wiggle out of Monty’s grip and back up a little more. The moment he was free however, Freddy went right to tickling Chica as revenge. “Take that, Chica!” Freddy said happily. “Getting revenge now, Fred?” Roxy asked. “You bet!” Freddy replied.

“Nohohohohoho! Uhuhunfahahahair!” Chica laughed.

“So fair! I’m tickling you fair and square!” Freddy replied.

Meanwhile:

Gregory was tickling Monty and skittering his fingers on the toes.

“NOHOHOHO! NAHAHAHAT THEHEHE TOHOHOHOES!” Monty begged, laughing more hysterically.

“Ooooh! So the trick to getting hysterical laughter is your toes!” Gregory reacted. “YEHEHEHEHESS!” Monty replied. “Looks like I’m gonna be tickling you for a while!” Gregory declared. Meanwhile: Chica was still being tickled by Roxy and Freddy.

“IHIHI CAHAHAHAN’T TAHAHAHAKE IHIHIHIT AHAHANYMOHOHORE!” Chica begged.

“Alright. She’s had enough.” Roxy declared before stopping. Freddy frowned as he stopped. “Awwww…But I liked tickling her.” Freddy told her. “Tickle someone else then.” Roxy told him.

Freddy smiled and got up. “Okay.” Freddy walked right up to Roxy and started tickling her armpits.

Chica watched this and bursted out laughing. “Wohohohow!” Chica reacted, pointing at the two of them. “AAAH! NAHAHAHAT MEHEHEHE, YA OHOHOAF!” She laughed.

You said to tickle someone else! And you haven’t even been tickled yet!” Freddy argued. “HAHAHAHAhahahahaha! Yohohou’re sohohoho weihihird!” Roxy told him.

“Why thank you!” Freddy replied.

Chica soon stopped laughing and got up to tickle someone else. Who would she tickle? Well, Gregory of course!

Come here, you little kitten!” Chica told him as she picked up the kid and started tickling his belly button. “I’ve got a button to tickle.” She added.

Gregory screeched and threw his head back as he laughed hysterically. “AAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! NAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!” Gregory laughed. Then, Chica started gently pecking at Gregory’s neck. “Kitchy kitchy kitchy koo, Gregory!” Chica teased. “EEEEEHEHEHEHEHEHE! NAHAHAT MYHYHYHY NEHEHEHECK!” Gregory begged. “But your neck is so delicious!” Chica teased as she continued pecking and fake-nibbling on his neck.

“IHIHIT FEHEHEHEELS WEHEHEHEIRD!” Gregory told her. “Hmm…Good.” Chica replied. Meanwhile: Monty ran up to Roxy and started tickling her as well. “Looks like the scary wolf is very ticklish!” Monty teased.

“AHAHAHAM NAHAHAHAT!” Roxy argued even though she was currently being tickled. “I dunno…that laughter sounds pretty real to me! And these ticklish spots seem pretty legit!” Freddy added. “SHUHUHUHUT UHUHUHUP YOHOHOU TOHOHOHOO!” Roxy shouted. “Looks like someone needs some neck tickles!” Freddy encouraged, getting ideas from Chica. Freddy started tickling Roxy’s neck with his fat fingers. And Roxy…HO BOY, did she howl!

Roxy quickly turned into a helpless, ticklish wolf. “No one’s gonna be scared of you now.” Monty teased. “Who thought Roxanne Wolf, the most famous animatronic, would be this ticklish?” Freddy teased next.

“I certainly didn’t!” Monty teased.

“I didn’t either!” Freddy replied. “IHIHIHI’M GOHOHOHONNA KIHIHILL YOHOHOHOU BOHOHOYS!” Roxy shouted at them.

“oOH! Better make sure she’s weakened then!” Freddy added.

“Yeah!” Monty added. “NOHOHOHO! DOHOHON’T WEHEHEHEAKEN MEHEHEHEHE!” She begged. “Oh we just might!” Monty told her. “Maybe…” Freddy said as well. Gregory was still being tickled by Chica with her beak and fingers. “IHIHI’M GOHIHONNA DIHIHIHIEEE!” Gregory told her.

“Oh my gosh, you’re such a drama queen! You’re not gonna die!” Chica told him. “IHIHI JUHUHUHUST MIHIHIGHT!” Gregory argued. “Ohohoho, I think you’re gonna be fine.” Chica told him.

And sure enough, Gregory would turn out to be fine.

Meanwhile: Roxy’s tickle session was over the moment she kicked Monty in the face. The moment Roxy was let go, Roxy got up and started tickling Monty’s scaley sides. “EEHEhehehehehehe! Rohohohoxy nahahahaha!” Monty begged. “Sweet! New person to tickle!” Freddy declared as he ran to tickle Monty too. “Not so fast, Fred...” Roxy told him, tickling his side. “I’m gonna tackle both of you down and tickle you both till you’re nothing but giggly messes.” Roxy declared. It took around 2 seconds for Freddy to be thrown to the ground by Roxy, and for his one hip to be tickled. “OHOHOHO GAHAHAHAHAHAHA!” Freddy laughed. “Funny little fact:” Roxy said as she started tickling Monty’s hip too. “Both of you have super ticklish hips.” Roxy said as she wagged her tail excitedly. “EEEHEHEHEHEHE! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! WAHAHAHAHAIT!” Monty ordered. “IHIHIHIT’S SOHOHOHO MUHUHUCH!” Freddy told her.

Roxy was sitting down in Chica’s dressing room, chilling out with Chica. It was a girl’s day on their day off, and the girls had decided to watch a documentary that had come out in 2025, about Fazbear Entertainment’s history. It was technically old by the time the girls were watching it, but they didn’t care about that. 

Chica was snacking on a pizza slice, while Roxy was watching the documentary. “It’s strange…there've been so many versions of you, Freddy and Bonnie as entertaining animatronics all the way to the 80’s. But why haven’t there been past versions of me or Monty?” Roxy asked. 

Chica shrugged her shoulders. “Maybe you were the first of your kind.” Chica replied. 

“That sucks…” Roxy muttered. 

Chica rolled her eyes. “At least you’re an original character. I’m basically a copy of a copy.” Chica told her. 

“Yeah…” Roxy said. 

The narrator started to tell the viewers about their great relationship when they started Fredbear’s Family Diner. The documentary changed to an interview with a guy with the nickname ‘phone guy’. 

“Henry was a great man. Very loving, very friendly, and a little more daring than you’d expect from a man like him.” The man explained. “He knew how to brighten up a room and get kids and families engaged. Though he was a little bit blind to how many people he was actually influencing.” the man explained. 

“And William Afton?” The interviewer asked. 

“He was a little bit similar to Henry. Though he was a little more quiet around strangers. When William had finally opened himself up to me more, I had really discovered how over the top he was. He had lots of enthusiasm and ideas on how to expand the business. Sometimes to a fault. William has explained really fleshed out ideas to Henry many times, and Henry either liked it and helped him out, or didn’t like it and made William drop the idea altogether.” Phone Guy explained. 

“Henry sounds like Freddy…” Roxy mentioned. 

“And Will sounds like Bonnie.” Chica added. 

“Yeah…Yeah, I can see it.” Roxy replied.

Immediately after the interview, a video started playing. It was a slightly blurry video with the date and time on the side of the video. Chica smiled as the old animatronic version of her was displayed on camera. 

“For this demonstration, I’m going to use Chica.” The man with the glasses said. 

Chica smiled as the cupcake was displayed on video footage from a video camera. “I wish I had a cupcake like that…” 

The person showing off Chica, removed the cupcake from old Chica’s hand and showed off the cupcake’s mechanisms. “The staff have named the cupcake Carl. So, I guess that’s its name now.” 

“Carl?!” Chica reacted. 

Roxy chuckled. “What a dumb name…” Roxy reacted. 

Another man ran into the video camera footage and showed off the plushies he was holding of the animatronic characters. “We have plushies now! And look at how cute they are!” The man reacted, bringing the plushies closer to the camera and waving them around. 

“Will, cut that out! I’m trying to show the mechanics of the animatronics.” the man reacted. 

The other guy, revealed to be William, scoffed. “No one cares about the mechanics, Henry. Well, except for you.” Will joked. 

“You never know…there may be some kids who find the inner wiring quite interesting.” the other guy, who was revealed to be Henry, replied. “Heck, your son is starting to show interest in some of what I do.” Henry added. 

Will rolled his eyes. “Neeeerrrrd…” Will teased, stealing Henry’s glasses. 

“William-” Someone else, probably the person recording, spoke up. 

“HEY! Give them back!” Henry yelled, climbing onto Will and trying to get his glasses back. 

“Uh oh! You can’t see without your glasses! Whatever will you do???” Will teased. 

“That’s it.” Henry grabbed his sides. 

“aaAAH! NO! NONONOHOHO!” William suddenly yelled. 

“Uh…Henry-” The person recording called. 

“Yeah?” Henry replied. 

“Do…do you want me to stop recording?” The person asked. 

“No! No no no. Keep the recording on, and I’ll get this recording sent to everyone by email.” Henry declared. 

The video audio faded into just music as William was visibly laughing and doubling over from presumably Henry’s fingers. 

“What are they doing to him?” Roxy asked. “And why is he laughing? Is touching William’s sides considered a joke?” Roxy asked. 

Chica shrugged her shoulders. “I don’t know. Maybe?” Chica replied. 

While Chica continued to watch the documentary, Roxy looked at Chica curiously. She reached her hand over to Chica, and grabbed Chica’s side like Henry had in the video. 

“eeEEEEK!” Chica suddenly squeaked, clenching her hands together and pulling her knees to her chest. “What are you doing?!” Chica asked, grabbing Roxy’s hand. 

“I’m grabbing your side. Like Henry did in the video.” Roxy told her. “Why did you react like that?” 

“I…” Chica looked down at her side. “I lost control of myself when you did that…” Chica admitted. 

Roxy widened her eyes and scooted closer. “Really?” Roxy asked as she grabbed the remote. Roxy backed up the documentary to the 80’s video recording of Henry tickling William. “What does Henry do to William?” Roxy asked. 

Chica and Roxy watched very closely as the video repeated the certain moment. 

“That’s it.” Roxy heard as she watched Henry grab William’s sides. 

“aaAAH! NO! NONONOHOHO!” William suddenly yelled, jumping around. 

Roxy slowly brought her hands to Chica’s sides and grabbed both sides at the same time. And to Roxy’s surprise, Chica jumped up and squeaked! “STAHAhahap!” Chica reacted. 

Roxy widened her eyes and stared at Chica for about 10 seconds. 

Chica turned to Roxy, and widened her eyes. She could already sense she was planning something. 

“You…you laughed.” Roxy reacted, dumbfounded. 

“Yeah…I guess I did.” Chica replied. She looked down for a moment, before turning herself around to face Roxy. “Do it again.” 

Roxy widened her eyes. “Really?” Roxy asked. 

Chica grabbed Roxy’s hand and placed it against her own side. Roxy looked at her hand on Chica’s side…then to Chica’s head…back to Chica’s side. She cleared her throat and got up to get closer to Chica. 

Roxy placed her hands on each side, making Chica gasp. Roxy looked up at Chica…then back down at her own hands. She tightened her grip, loosened it, then tightened it again. She repeated this a few times, and looked up at Chica as she heard squeaks and titters from Chica. 

“Ohohoho…Hehehehehehe! Ihihihihit-” Chica was hanging her head, holding her arms against her chest. 

Roxy started to slowly smile. “This isn’t as bad as I thought it was going to be.” Roxy reacted calmly. 

“Ihihihit’s…kihihind of fuhuhun!” Chica told her. 

“Really? That’s great!” Roxy declared. “I’m having fun just squeezing your sides!” Roxy admitted. 

Chica curled and uncurled her toes as she giggled from the tickles. “Tryhyhy squeeheezing hahaharder.” Chica encouraged. 

“Okay.” Roxy adjusted her position, and squeezed a little harder. She even tried clawing her hands a little bit, and separating her fingers to almost scratch the sides. 

“Hehehehe- HahahaHAHAHAHA! WHOHOHOHOA!” Chica threw her head back. “THAHAT’S-” 

Chica yelped and fell backwards onto her back. Roxy gasped and crawled to her. “Are you okay?!” Roxy asked. 

Chica was laughing and holding her stomach. She wasn’t even being touched right now, and she was laughing?! “I lost control of my legs!” Chica told her. 

Chica quickly sat up and grabbed Roxy’s sides next. “Your turn!” She declared. 

Roxy looked down and looked at the hands on her sides. “Oh…” Roxy muttered. 

Chica started squeezing her sides. But nothing was happening. Roxy didn’t feel any need to laugh. Chica tilted her head and squeezed faster. But it didn’t seem to work. 

“Strange…You seemed to laugh almost immediately. But it’s not working for me.” Roxy told her. 

Chica let her go and frowned. “Awww…That’s sad…” Chica said. 

“What’s sad?” Someone asked. 

Chica gasped and turned to look at the door. There, standing at the door, was a little boy. “What’s so sad?” The boy asked. 

Chica looked at Roxy, before looking at the boy. “Roxy doesn’t laugh when I grab her sides.” Chica told her. 

“Oh…So she’s not ticklish?” Gregory clarified. 

Chica tilted her head. “Ti…Tickle-ish?” Chica asked, confused. 

Gregory tilted his own head. “You don’t know what tickling is?” Gregory asked. 

“Tick…tickling…I don’t know that word.” Roxy admitted. 

Gregory walked into the dressing room and showed the girls his hands. “Tickling is when you touch a spot on someone to make them laugh.” Gregory explained. “Though, I’m not sure if animatronics can feel it.” Gregory admitted. 

Roxy smiled brightly. “Chica laughs when I touch her sides!” Roxy squeezed Chica’s sides quickly, making Chica squeal and laugh. Gregory gasped and smiled brightly as well. They ARE ticklish! WOW! 

“But when Chica touches my sides…” Chica squeezed Roxy’s sides, hoping to make a reaction. But Roxy didn’t let anything out. She didn’t even flinch, which was unusual for them. “...I don’t feel a need to laugh.” She finished as Chica removed her hands. “Why is that?” Roxy asked Gregory. 

Gregory walked a bit closer. “It looks like you’re not ticklish on your sides.” Gregory explained. 

Roxy looked down. “Awww…” 

Gregory widened his eyes. “But not all hope is lost.” Gregory told her. “People have different spots that make them laugh.” Gregory told them. 

Roxy looked at Gregory. “Really?” 

Gregory smiled. “They do! Some people are ticklish on their sides and other people are ticklish on their armpits. Other spots are the belly, the feet, the neck, the hips-” 

“Wait, how many spots are there to make people laugh?!” Roxy asked in surprise. 

“Well…I don’t know. Many?” Gregory attempted to reply. 

“Okay.” Roxy adjusted her sitting position. “What were some spots you said?” Roxy asked. 

“Sides, armpits, the belly, the feet, the neck, the hips-” 

“Okay, slow down!” Roxy ordered. Roxy lifted up her arm to the air and looked at Chica. “Let’s start with the armpit. Try touching my armpit.” Roxy told her. 

“Okay.” Chica wrapped her hand around the outer armpit and squeezed it the same way she squeezed the sides. But…it didn’t do anything. 

“No no no…” Gregory walked closer and took Chica’s hand. He fixed up Chica’s hand position so her hand was in a claw position against her armpit. “Try scratching.” Gregory told her as he pretended to scratch the air up and down. 

Chica looked at the armpit…and slowly scratched her fingers down the armpit. 

Roxy widened her eyes as she looked at Chica’s action, and started chuckling. “Oho geeheheez.” Roxy reacted. 

Chica gasped and covered her beak. “I made her laugh!” Chica cheered. 

Gregory raised his index finger up, about to say something…before he lowered it and forfeited his words. “Yes…Yes you did. Keep doing that, and you should get her laughing harder.” Gregory said before turning away. “Have fun!” 

Roxy watched as Gregory turned left out of the room and looked at Chica. 

Chica smiled and raised up her fingers. “Raise your arm, Roxy.” 

Roxy raised up her own arm like Chica told her. Chica brought her fingers closer to Roxy’s armpit and started scratching them down the armpit. 

“HAhahahaha!” Roxy laughed, lowering her arm quickly. 

“Oho, if you’re gonna keep doing that, I should do this:” Chica held up Roxy’s arm with her left hand and started scratching down the armpit with her fingers. 

Roxy giggled and shook her head back and forth. “Ihihi dohohon’t knohohow how I feheheel ahabout thihihis…” Roxy admitted. 

“How about this:” Chica scratched up and down the armpit a little faster. Roxy threw her head back and snorted loudly! 

Chica quickly stopped tickling. “I’m so sorry! Are you okay?! I didn’t mean to-” 

Roxy gently shushed her and grabbed her shoulders. “It’s okay. Chica…” Roxy said. 

Chica looked up at Roxy with worry. 

“I am okay. I think snorting is a form of laughter.” Roxy told her. 

Chica widened her eyes. “It is?” Chica asked. 

Roxy smiled and nodded. She let go of Chica’s shoulders and raised up her armpit again. “Do you want to keep going?” Roxy asked.