#switch!roxy

Roxy was sitting outside of the entrance of the Pizzaplex, looking at the beautiful stars with Gregory. It was a clear sky tonight with no clouds, meaning the stars were visible and bright. It was incredible to see, especially to Roxy who is almost never out of the Pizzaplex. 

“I’ve always heard stories of the stars, but I’ve never actually…seen them before.” Roxy told Gregory. 

“Really? You’ve never looked out the window to see the stars before?” Gregory asked. 

“No…There aren’t any windows big enough to show me the whole sky…not like this.” Roxy replied. 

Gregory smiled and rested the back of his head against Roxy’s chest. “It’s really pretty.” Gregory told her. 

“I can see that now.” Roxanne reacted. 

Gregory looked at the different stars, and noticed how some of the stars were brighter than the others. Though Gregory has seen the stars hundreds of times before, seeing Roxy react to the stars for the first time made this moment extra special. It made him appreciate the stars even more. 

Gregory looked down at Roxy’s hand, and wrapped his own hand around her hand. He spent some time holding her hand and rubbing his thumb on the smooth metal. He spent some time studying the top of Roxy’s hand. 

Her hand was so detailed. It had joints and nails, and different colors for the middle versus the fingers. The palm was a lighter gray, while her fingers were white and curved like one of those old Apple mouses. The nails were a lime green, that greatly contrasted compared to the white and gray hand. They looked like something a city girl would get. And to his surprise, they were not sharp. They were curved as well, so her nails don’t cut a child in the process. It was so intricate…So detailed. 

“See something you like, kid?” Roxy asked. 

Gregory nodded. “I do.” Gregory replied. “I like your nails. They’re really pretty.” Gregory told her. 

“Thank you. I like them too. My toes have green nails as well.” Roxy added. 

Gregory smiled. “I know that.” 

Roxy looked back up at the stars while Gregory observed the palm of the hand. Her palm didn’t have any lines on it like he had. But she did have a slightly curved, vertical line surrounding the thumb joint and ending between the index and middle finger. Though Gregory and Roxy’s hands had one clear difference: Roxy didn’t have a pinky finger. She had only 3 fingers and a thumb, while Gregory had 4 fingers and a thumb. 

“If you have only 3 fingers and a thumb, then how do you play the keyboard?” Gregory asked. 

Roxy chuckled. “Well, you only need 3 fingers to make a chord, don’t you?” Roxy asked. 

“I don’t know. I’ve never played piano.” Gregory admitted. 

Roxy smiled and picked up her keyboard guitar from beside her. She placed it down on Gregory’s lap like a regular keyboard, and placed her hand on 3 lower piano keys. “This is a chord.” Roxy told him. “Three piano keys together, will usually make a pretty tune. The left hand is what plays the chords. And the chords are the background tunes for the melody, which is what the right hand plays.” Roxy explained. 

Gregory nodded and placed his own hand on top of Roxy’s fingers, replicating her fingers. But because Gregory had 4 fingers, he had to improvise. Gregory placed his index finger on her index finger, his pinky finger on her third finger, and his middle and ring finger together on her middle finger. Lastly, he placed his thumb on Roxy’s thumb. 

Roxy placed her right hand on the keyboard, and started playing one of the scales. She started off with playing A G and F, before moving her left hand to play the first chord: an E major. E, G# and B. With her right hand, she played F, G, A, A#, C, D, E, F…then, she played it backwards: E, D, C, A#, A, G, F. 

“Whoa…You know that without looking at a book?!” Gregory reacted. 

“For humans, it takes years of practice to get good at remembering scales.” Roxy told him. “But for an animatronic like me, it just takes a few minutes to process the coding.” Roxy admitted. “But I do know this:” Roxy looked at Gregory with a smile. “The person who wrote the coding, had to also know music theory in order to know what they were doing.” 

Gregory smiled brightly at her. “Do you know other scales?” Gregory asked. “Or other chords?” 

Roxy nodded. “Yes to both. I know all 48 musical scales. I also know the 12 major chords, and the 12 minor chords.” Roxy told him. “Though I can’t play all of the chords or scales here. A normal piano or keyboard has 88 chords, while my keyboard has only 36 keys.” Roxy added. 

“Your keyboard only has 36 keys?” Gregory clarified. 

“That’s right.” Roxy replied. “36 keys in all. 36-49 keys is typical for a keytar.” Roxy added. 

“Keytar…is that what this is called?” Gregory asked. 

“Yes. This is called a Keytar.” Roxy replied. “A KEY-board Gui-TAR.” Roxy sounded it out. 

“Interesting…” Gregory replied. 

Gregory picked up the surprisingly light keytar, and placed it down onto the ground beside him. Gregory then grabbed Roxy’s left hand, and decided to study it next. 

“This hand is identical to my right hand. So…I don’t know why you want to see the other one.” Roxy told him. “I know…Just curious.” Gregory replied. 

Roxy felt as Gregory continued to examine her hand. The touch was starting to make her tired a little bit. She was starting to realize how…surprisingly relaxing getting examined can be. SHe began to remember some of the parents' conversations about massages and how it was supposed to help their aching muscles and help them relax for a while. Is this what a massage is supposed to feel like? Just…soft? And calming? And- “EEEEP!” 

Roxy could’ve easily jumped about 5 feet into the air! What was THAT?! Roxanne covered her snout as she recognized the squealing voice to be her own. 

“Whoa! I’m sorry! Did I hurt you? Did I tickle you? What happened?” Gregory asked, looking up at her with slight worry, but mostly curiosity. 

Roxy looked at Gregory out of the corner of her eyes, and looked down. “Uhhh…” She removed her hand from her snout. “No…you didn’t hurt me.” Roxy replied. 

Gregory looked down. “Oh…Then, did I tickle you?” Gregory asked next. 

Roxy stuttered. “I-What?! Uh-no! No way! Why would that…ya know…” Roxy struggled to say the word.

“...Tickle?” Gregory repeated. 

“Yeah, that.” Roxy replied, pointing to him. 

“If it didn’t tickle, then why are you stuttering?” Gregory asked. “And why can’t you say the word ‘Tickle’?” Gregory asked next. 

Roxy groaned and covered her face. “Shuuuuush…” 

“Why? Are you bluuuuushing?” Gregory asked with a smirk. “Blushing like a girl who blushes?” Gregory teased. 

Roxy grabbed Gregory’s sides and started tickling him. “I can say tickle quite well, thank you. Now shut up, and laugh like your life depends on it.” Roxy ordered. 

Gregory quickly gripped the outside of her hands as he threw his head back in uncontrollable laughter. “HEHEHEHEHEY! WAHAHAIT, NOHOHOHO! IHIHIHI’M SOHOHORRYHYHYHY!” Gregory told her. 

“Awww, poor Gregory. So ticklish! And nowhere to go.” She teased. “How will he ever get free?” She asked next. 

“IHIHI KNOHOW YOHOHOU’RE BLUHUHUSHING RIHIHIGHT NOHOHOW!” Gregory told him. 

“Am not! Since when does a girl like me blush?!” Roxy asked. 

“YOHOHOU HAHAVE TICKLIHIHISH PAHAHALMS!” Gregory argued. 

“So? It looks like you’re more ticklish than me. And all I’m doing is squeezing!” Roxy reminded him. 

“AHAHAHAM NOHOHOHOT!” Gregory yelled. 

“Are too!” Roxy then let go of Gregory and grabbed his palm. “Now let’s see if you’re ticklish on your palm.” Roxy decided. 

“I’m not ticklish there. Why would I be ticklish there?” Gregory asked. 

Ready to know the answer, Roxy started skittering her nail on Gregory’s palm. And Roxy dropped her jaw in surprise when he heard it: 

“Pfft…Pffft-” 

Gregory was holding his laughter in! “Well would you look at that, Mr. I’m-Not-Ticklish-There?” Roxy teased. 

“Pfffft-Hehehehehe! Ihihihi- Ihihi-” Gregory reacted. 

“You didn’t know? Is that what you’re about to say?” Roxy teased. 

“Ihihi dihihidn’t knohohohow! Ihihi swehehehear!” Gregory admitted. 

Roxy chuckled. “Are you lying to me?” Roxy asked. 

“Ihihihi-” Gregory tried to say. 

“Are you really lying to your mother?” Roxy teased with a smirk on her face. 

“Ihihi’m nohohot!” Gregory told her. 

Roxy sighed and shook her head, before skittering her 3 fingers all over Gregory’s palm. 

“eeEEEEHEHEhehehehehe!” Gregory giggled. “Ohohohokahahay, mahahaybe Ihi dihihid.” Gregory finally admitted. 

Roxy nodded and removed her tickling hand. “I knew it. I knew it the whole time. Now do you know what happens to liars?” Roxy asked. 

“Ihihi…Yeah…I do.” Gregory replied. 

“What happens?” Roxy asked, smirking before she wiggled her fingers. “This is your hint. What happens?” Roxy asked again. 

“Ihihi gehet tickled?” Gregory replied. 

Roxy nodded and started tickling his belly and sides right away. “Bingo! Now laugh it up, little liar!” Roxy declared. 

Gregory doubled over and bursted out cackling right away. Roxy tickled and scratched at his belly first, before scribbling up to his ribs, and up to the armpits. “Try to keep your arms up!” Roxy encouraged as she scritched in his armpits. 

Gregory squealed and shook his head back and forth as laughter completely took over. He was trying so hard to keep his arms up, but already he could feel them slipping down very slowly. 

“Oooooh! You’re struggling!” Roxy teased. “Would you like some help?” She asked next. 

Gregory giggled and nodded his head. “Yehess plehehehehease.” he replied. 

“Alright. But remember that you agreed to this.” Roxy reminded him as she grabbed Gregory’s right arm, held it up into the air, and started tickling his right armpit. 

Gregory threw his head back and cackled in big bursts all over again. “WAHAHAHAHAHA! WAHAHAHAIT- THAHAHAT’S NOHOT WHAHAT IHI MEHEHEANT!” Gregory protested. 

“I know.” Roxy replied. “Are you gonna call me a cheater next?” Roxy asked. 

“CHEHEHEHEATEHERRR!” Gregory shouted. 

Roxy guffawed. “I KNEW you would say that!” she reacted, proud of herself. 

Gregory was tickled for only a few more minutes until Roxy deemed it time to stop. She removed her fingers from his armpit, lowered Gregory’s hand down, and picked up Gregory like a mother would pick up her child. “What do you say we head inside and warm you up?” Roxy asked. 

“Yeah…maybe.” Gregory replied, shivering as a gust of wind blew by him. “But how can I be this cold if I was just tickled?” Gregory asked. 

“Sometimes the chill of the night is too cold for the body to regulate. So, the body gets overwhelmed with cold.” Roxy explained. “And even though tickling burns the same amount of calories as a swift half-mile walk, it may not have been enough to regulate your body heat.” Roxy added. 

Gregory nodded and rested his chin on Roxy’s shoulder. “Okay.” 

Roxy took Gregory into the pizzaplex and felt as though the slight warmth of the pizzaplex covered Gregory like a blanket…Then Gregory looked down and realized that there was actually a fuzzy blanket wrapped around him. It was a dark blue blanket with white stars on it, suggesting it was the Daycare Attendant’s blanket. Specifically, Moon’s blanket. 

“Gregory looks sleepy.” Another familiar female voice said. 

“Yeah…You’re right, Chica. it’s going to be bedtime for him soon.” Roxy told her. 

“That makes sense. Humans need to sleep. Especially growing kids.” Chica added. “What do you say we set him up on your purple couch?” Chica asked. 

Roxy smiled. “That sounds like a great idea.” She told her. 

“Okay. I’ll grab that Freddy Fazbear pillow pet and bring it to your room.” Chica told her. 

Roxy nodded and rubbed Gregory’s back as she started to walk to her own room. She opened the door to her room, walked up to her purple couch and placed Gregory onto the couch. She wrapped the blanket around him a little bit better, and watched as Gregory hummed sleepily. Chica walked into the room with the unfolded pillow pet, and placed the pillow pet under Gregory’s head. Gregory was growing more and more sleepy by the second. And he didn’t mind. Not at all. 

Roxy gave Gregory a little kiss on his forehead, and moved his bangs behind his ear. “Good night, Gregory.” She said softly. 

Gregory smiled and opened his eyes. He lifted himself up and planted a kiss right on her black nose. “Good night, Mom.” Gregory replied. 

Roxy smiled brightly and cooed upon hearing him call her ‘Mom’. It was so sweet she could’ve easily bursted! What did she do to deserve this kid?! She truly had no idea. 

A few seconds later, Roxy finally got up onto her feet and walked to the door. She turned off the lights in her room, and gave him one last sincere look as she closed the door as quietly as she could. And to the left of the door, Roxy sat herself down and kept guard. With the boy now considering her a mother, she now felt the need to protect that role ーand that boyー with every ounce of her being. 

Roxanne was smiling from ear to ear as she tickled the little boy. Gregory was laughing and cackling all over the place. He was no longer wiggling around, which should’ve been Roxy’s first sign to stop. But nope, Roxy had chosen to go further and further beyond. She was tickling in 2 spots at once: The belly button and the armpit. Those two spots were Gregory’s worst spots by far! 

The next sign to stop showed up when Gregory’s laughter was beginning to die down slightly. But Roxy had ignored that sign as well, and just kept on tickling the boy. 

But Roxy widened her eyes the moment Gregory fell silent. The female animatronic turned Gregory around, and widened her eyes when she saw Gregory’s eyes closed. Oh no…Did she overdo it?! 

Almost immediately, a couple big shadows covered Roxy’s body. Roxy turned around slowly, and gasped upon seeing Freddy, Monty, and Chica standing there, looking angry. “Did you overdo it again?” Freddy asked. 

Roxy gulped and put Gregory down. “It was an accident! I didn’t mean to!” She told them. 

“Monty?” Freddy called. 

“Way ahead of you.” Monty replied, already in front of Roxy. Monty picked up Roxy under the arms, and threw the animatronic over his shoulder. “You’re coming with us.” Monty declared.

Monty carried Roxanne all the way to the cylindrical room to be ‘upgraded’. Monty placed Roxy onto the chair, while Chica and Freddy hooked her arms up to the arm rests. Chica and Freddy then hooked up her feet to the bottom of the arm chair, and smirked as they looked at Roxy, visibly vulnerable. 

“What…What are you gonna do?” Roxy asked, growing nervous. 

“Chica?” Freddy called. 

Chica took her place behind the chair, and near her open armpits. “Ready!” 

“And Monty?” Freddy called. 

Monty readied himself in front of the arm chair, placing his claws inches away from the bottom of Roxy’s feet. “Ready.” He replied. “And Freddy?” Monty called.

Freddy took his place facing Roxy, his claws up and ready to go. “Ready~” He replied, wiggling his fingers. 

Roxy widened her eyes to the eyes of saucers the moment everything clicked in her head. 

“TICKLE!” All 3 animatronics shouted at the same time. 

And at the same time, all three of the animatronics started skittering their claws all over their ticklish spots of choice. For Chica, it was the armpits. For Freddy, it was the belly. And for Monty, it was the feet. 

Roxy squealed and shrieked as she was tickled by 6 separate hands at once. “AAAAAAH! NAHAHAHAHAHA! Nohohohoho!” She laughed, quickly beginning to wiggle around in the armchair. 

“Ooooh! There’s the first burst of laughter!” Monty reacted. 

“And soon will come the apologies!” Chica added. 

“IHIHIHIHI’M SAHAHARRYYYYY!” Roxy shouted. 

“Looks like those apologies came early, Chica.” Freddy mentioned. 

“Looks like it.” Chica replied. 

Roxy was throwing her head back and forth, pulling on the restraints as much as possible. But nothing was budging! Not even a little bit! “HEHEHELP! HELP! PLEHEHEASE!” Roxy shouted. 

“Help?! She already wants help?!” Freddy reacted. 

“Cluck, we just started!” Chica reacted. 

Monty was chuckling evilly. “Little does she realize how long we are gonna be going for…” Monty hinted. 

Freddy chuckled. “Very true.” 

Roxy widened her eyes in fear. WHAT?! How long were they planning on going for?! 

Monty moved his hands up to her toes. “How ticklish are these toes of yours, Roxy?” Monty asked. 

Roxy squealed again and shook her head as she laughed. “NAHAHAT THEHE TOHOHOES! NAHAHAT THEHEHERE!” Roxy yelled. 

“Ooooh! Looks like I’m going to tickle the toes a little longer.” Monty declared. 

Meanwhile, Chica was tickling Roxy’s armpits and totally taking advantage of how vulnerable Roxy was. 

“IHIHI CAHAHAN’T COHOHOVER UP MY AHAHARMPIHIHIHITS!” Roxy complained. 

“Awww, the poor glam star can’t cover up her armpits? The poor little chicky!” Chica teased. 

Roxy kept clenching and unclenching her fists as she laughed and giggled. “THIHIHIS IHIHIS TOHOHOHOO MUHUHUCH!” Roxy told them. 

“You should have thought of that before you tickled Gregory until he passed out.” Freddy told him. 

Roxy growled amidst her laughter. “IHIHI APOHOLOGIZED! WHAHAT EHEHELSE DO I HAHAHAVE TOHO DOHOHOHO?!” Roxy asked. 

“Oh that’s easy!” Chica reacted. 

“Laugh, laugh, laugh!” All three of the animatronic lers declared to her. 

Roxy pulled on her feet desperately to get out. But nothing was budging. She pulled on her arm restraints as much as she possibly could…but just like the last time, nothing was budging. 

Then…it was as if sense had finally fallen into the other animatronic’s brains. They finally stopped tickling her. 

Roxy was breathing heavily as she looked around herself. Her middle was letting out some smoke a little bit. This was a sign that she was a little bit overloaded. 

“Let’s let her body get balanced again. Then, we can continue.” Freddy decided. 

Chica and Monty both nodded their heads. “Okay!” 

Freddy smiled as he looked at his helpers. “While we wait, let’s get Gregory!” Freddy decided. 

Chica and Monty got up and started to walk out of the cylinder. Freddy left after them, stopping for a moment to look at Roxy. “We’ll be right back. We promise!” Freddy told her with a wink, before fully leaving. 

Roxy widened her eyes in horror. She knew exactly what was gonna come later…

Freddy, Monty and Chica soon made it to the spot Gregory was laying. But to their surprise, Gregory was awake! “Freddy?” He called, seeing his shadow. 

“Gregory! Superstar! I am so glad to see you!” Freddy told him, hugging him. 

Gregory smiled and hugged him back. “It’s good to see you too, Freddy.” He replied. Gregory let go of Freddy, and looked around. “Where did Roxanne go?” Gregory asked. 

“Roxy’s in the repair cylinder!” Chica told him. 

“We are fixing her up real good.” Monty told him next. 

Gregory raised an eyebrow. “Repairing her real good? How?” Gregory asked. “I thought the repair cylinder repairs you guys by itself.” Gregory admitted. 

“It does…” Freddy started. 

Monty smirked. “We are using the cylinder to tickle her.” Monty replied. 

“Tickle her?!” Gregory reacted. “Really?! Can I join?” Gregory asked. 

“Of course you can!” Freddy replied. “We wanted to ask you as well!” Freddy added. 

Gregory climbed into Freddy’s belly. With Gregory all secure, the three animatronics were off! They ran back to the repair cylinder in a matter of minutes. “Hey Roxy! We’re back!” Freddy declared. 

“And we brought a familiar friend!” Chica added. 

Roxy turned to Freddy, looking nervous. “Who did-” Roxy paused her words the moment Freddy’s stomach opened…

and out came Gregory! “Hi Roxanne!” Gregory greeted. 

“Gregory! You’re okay!” Roxy reacted. “I mean…Are you okay?” She asked. 

“I’m fine. I’m ready for tickling too!” Gregory declared, wiggling his fingers. 

Roxy squeaked and gulped. “Not…Not you too!” She muttered. 

Gregory giggled evilly. “Yes, me too.” He said with an evil grin.

Gregory climbed onto Roxy and started skittering his fingers on Roxy’s belly and sides. 

Roxy squealed and giggled almost right away. Thankfully, this was not the worst spot to tickle on Roxy. Monty had already found the worst spot. 

Freddy ran up to Roxy’s neck and started tickling both sides. Chica ran back behind the chair to tickle Roxy’s armpits again, while Monty ran up to Roxy’s feet to tickle those too. Roxy bursted out laughing right away and threw her head back, cackling loudly.

“Tickle tickle tickle, Roxy! Who’s gotta a ticklish belly? Who’s got a ticklish belly?” Gregory teased in his little kid voice. 

“I think I know who it is, Gregory.” Freddy piped up. 

“Yeah? Who is it?” Gregory asked. 

“ROXANNE!” Freddy yelled proudly. 

Gregory laughed. “Ding ding ding! That’s correct!” Gregory replied. 

Then, as if they were all able to talk to each other in their heads…

Gregory, Freddy and Monty stopped tickling. They let Chica tickle Roxy’s armpits for a total of 10 minutes, at least. 

“You want to know what rhymes with armpit?” Chica asked. 

“Nohohoho, Ihihihi dohohon’t knohohohow!” Roxy replied. 

“Tool kit!” Chica replied. “And boy, do we have the perfect clucking tool kit for you!” Chica declared. 

Freddy picked up a drill, put the cordless battery into it, and started pulling the trigger a couple times to make the drill spin. “This is going to be fun!” Freddy declared. 

Roxy gasped in complete HORROR. “No! NOT THAT!” She pleaded. 

Freddy smirked as Gregory piped up. “And where are you gonna put that, Freddy?” Gregory asked. 

Freddy took a moment to lift up Gregory’s belly, to figure out something. This made Gregory super nervous for a few seconds. But when Freddy put his shirt down, Gregory breathed a sigh of relief. 

Next, Freddy placed the end of the drill onto Roxy’s belly, right where the belly button should’ve been. This simple placement made Roxy squeak. “Uh oh…UH OH! PLEASE NO! I’M GONNA MALFUNCTION!” Roxy pleaded. 

Freddy looked at Roxy. “Just from a few tickles to the belly button region?” Freddy asked. 

“YES!” Roxy yelled back. “It’s my worst spot!” Roxy told him. 

“Worst spot?!” Monty piped up. “I thought your toes were the worst spot?!” Monty reacted. 

“Well…They are, but…” Roxy closed her mouth and looked down in embarrassment. 

Everything went silent for just a moment or two. 

Then, Gregory raised his voice. “Sounds like Roxy has multiple worst spots!” 

Chica widened her eyes and stood up onto her two feet. “You can have that?!” Chica asked. 

Gregory nodded. “Yeah! My worst spot is my belly button too! And my armpits.” Gregory told them. 

Roxy looked away upon hearing the last part. That fully explained why Gregory passed out on her. She was tickling in both his worst spots…

“Now: Freddy?” Gregory called. 

“Way ahead of you, superstar!” Freddy declared. Freddy pulled the trigger on the drill, and watched as it spun on Roxy’s ‘belly button’. 

Roxy SCREAMED and bursted out cackling right away! She pulled and moved around as much as she could to get the darn drill away from her belly button region! But the constant moving only tickled her even more! But if she tried to fight her urge to move and just stay still, she would be dying! 

Talk about an endless cycle!

Soon, Chica and Monty joined in on the tickling one by one: Chica first, then Monty. Since Monty knew better than to tickle two worst spots at once (Look at what happened to Gregory!), he decided to move towards Roxy’s heels instead. This seemed to help Roxy keep her sanity as she laughed. 

Chica was moving down to Roxy’s lower armpits, more towards the upper rib region. This seemed to help her out a tiny, tiny bit. 

But nothing was going to change her cackly laughter…especially since her belly button was being involved! Freddy was just drilling and drilling and drilling! No remorse! No mercy! All mercy seemed to go out the window! 

The only one being merciful at this point, was Gregory, who wasn’t tickling her at all! He was just sitting on her, watching her every move. 

“PLEHEHEHEHEASE! IHIHI’M SOHOHOHORRY, GREHEHEGORYYY!” Roxy told her bystander. 

Gregory shrugged his shoulders. “I already forgave you the moment I saw you.” Gregory replied. 

Freddy stopped the drill and turned to face Gregory. “You did?” Freddy asked. 

“Already?” Chica asked, stopping her fingers. 

“Still doesn’t change the fact that you passed out.” Monty responded, continuing to tickle her heels. 

“Yeah! I did. I’m fine, so why would I stay mad at her?” Gregory asked. 

Monty sighed and slowly stopped his fingers. “Fine…You have a point.”

“And since I’ve forgiven her, I think you should too. And you can start by letting her go.” Gregory added.  

“Okay.” Freddy replied. 

Freddy put the drill away and started undoing the restraints on the armchair. Chica got up onto her feet and opened the cylinder door. Monty undid the leg restraints. With Roxy completely free, Freddy let her sit against the armchair and let her inner engines balance themselves out. 

Gregory hugged Roxy tightly. 

“Uh…Why are you hugging me?” Roxy asked. 

“Because you deserve a hug for being tickled for so long. I can’t even imagine how long the others tickled you for.” Gregory replied. 

Monty chuckled. “It wasn’t that long.” He reassured Gregory. 

“Well, it felt like forever.” Roxy added.

Gregory laughed. “It does feel like forever when you’re being tickled.” Gregory admitted. 

Monty sighed. “I’m sorry, Roxy.” Monty said. 

“I sm sorry too, Roxanne.” Chica said. 

“I am too, Roxy.” Freddy replied. 

“And I am sorry for making Gregory pass out.” Roxy added. 

“And I’m sorry for telling Freddy all your worst tickle spots, Roxanne.” Gregory said. 

Roxy widened her eyes and looked at Gregory. “I’m sorry, what?” 

Freddy looked away. “Gregory may or may not have pointed to your worst spot a couple seconds before I grabbed the drill…” Freddy told her. 

Roxy climbed out of the armchair. The moment Roxy even moved, Gregory was off sprinting away. The moment she was out, Roxy took off running after Gregory. “GET BACK HERE YOU SNITCH!” Roxy shouted. 

“I REGRET NOTHING!” Gregory shouted over his shoulder. 

Everyone else bursted out laughing upon seeing this. Gregory would end up being tickled all over again by Roxy. But this time, Roxy would keep an eye out on any signs for her to stop. This would prevent her from getting tickled all over again in the cylinder. 

…And it would prevent Gregory from passing out. 

“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.