’TINY THING. TINY LITTLE THING. OH-HO-HO-HO. BABY THING.’

Freddy felt his wires buzz with electricity as he watched his puppet friend standing up and reaching with their little felt hands to try and grab something off of his desk. His fingers twitched, the metal making a quiet noise as he flexed the digits.

“{{user}}…” His pupils were wide, bear tail wagging as he walked over and scooped them up, pulling them into his arms and squeezing them.