Chica's P.O.V
"Plushtrap's living with us now; a sentence i never thought I would say." I said flatly, looking at Goldie. Emerald, who was in my hands, reached out for Goldie and he pulled her away from me, cradling her against his chest. She feel asleep almost instantly. Wow. If he wasn't scared to be near the kids, he would do so well with them! I planed to go tell him that later on. Goldie went to put Emerald to bed and I followed. I watched as he settled Emerald down, and did something I have never seen, or more like heard, him do before. He sang. His voice was beautiful, soft but filling the air. Emerald quickly fell asleep, and in a way, I envied her. She got to fall asleep with that beautiful voice in her ears. Goldie just stood there, smiling down at Emerald with love in his eyes. I cleared my throat and he jumped and whirled around to face me. "H- how long have you been standing there, Chica?!" His eyes were wide as he stuttered out the words. "Long enough to know that you have been hiding an absolutely beautiful singing voice!" I exclamed in response, making his ears flick down. "I-it's not that good..." "Goldie! You might have the most beautiful singing voice I have ever heard! And you are amazing with children! Y-" He cut me off, almost sounding angry and depressed at the same time. "Chica, I know where this is going, and the answer is no! I am never going back up on that stage! I can't ever go back on that stage! The parents will recognize me and complain, then the company will make sure they scrap me! I CAN'T GO BACK!!!" He was screaching by the end, waking Emerald up and causing her to start crying. The golden bear gave me one final glare and whiped around and comforted the child. I slowly made my way up the stairs and walked jnto the mainroom. I could tell everyone had heard Goldie's screaching, because everyone's gaze went on me as soon as I approached them. Springbonnie stood up and put his hand on my shoulder. "Hey, don’t get upset about him getting mad. The Bite..." He trailed off, looking for the right word to complete his sentence. "Scarred?" Foxy offered. "Yeah. The Bite scarred him for life. He may never get back up onstage, even if he's offered a safe chance to." I was still a little upset about Goldie yelling at me, but now I could see why. Bonnie could tell I was upset and pulled me into a hug. I gladly huged him back.

Golden Freddy’s P.O.V
I know I shouldn't have yelled at Chica, but I couldn’t help it. I couldn't stand the thought of being back onstage, preforming in front of the children. I used to love it, but now the thought sent rage boiling through my blood and sadness griping my heart. I was trying to get Emerald back to sleep, but she refused to shut her eyes. "Gwolden Fwreddy...?" She asked, looking up at me with her green eyes sparkling. "Yes, Emerald?" I made sure that my voice was gentle and quiet. "Why are ywo upswet? Did somethwing hapwen?" I could tell she was close to exhausted by her voice and how slowly she spoke. How do I tell an almost 2-year-old about something as huge as the Bite? And, on top of that, how I committed it? My eyes met hers and a strange feeling griped my brain, an almost numbing feeling, my eyes were almost closed, even though I had no memory of closing them. Suddenly Emerald blinked and broke the spell. I blinked rapidly, finding it a little hard to think straight. I noticed the look Emerald was giving me; the same kind of look my friends had given me the day I had shared my deepest, darkest secret. "Ywo didn't mwen to bwite hiwm..." She murmured as she fell asleep. Pure horror ran through me. She- she knows! She knows about the Bite! But- but how?! I didn't tell her! How did she find out?!?! A terrifying idea came into my mind, and I knew that it was real. It wasn't impossible, because it had now happened to me twice. She had now done it to me twice.
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Can Emerald read minds?!?!