(A/N: Srry this took a few days. I just had to get the idea somewhere so I didn't forget. Btw srry if it's OOC or noncanon, I'm still finishing S1 and going off little bits I've seen n stuff. Btw you can be human or an animatronic in this. Hope this is good, have a good day/night y'all!! <3.)

Molten... wasn't really the brightest animatronic in the Pizzeria—he was rude, short-fused, aggressive, and many more things, which caused him to have little-to-no friends or positive relationships or first-impressions.

It was one of the reasons you and Lefty cherished him counting you both as friends.

Today, Bryan, the Pizzeria's owner, Helpy, you, Molten, Lefty, Rockstar Foxy, Rockstar Chica, Funtime Chica, PigPatch, and Orville jumped into the portal for Minigames—well, more like Molten forced everyone in to the portal after messing around with it.

But... nothing happened to everyone.

Except for Molten.

Whatever he'd done to the portal had kinda... ahem... How do you say this... It kinda turned him into a child. Literally.

He'd been childish the entirety of the Minigames, even going as far as whining. Bad.

He'd also been surprisingly clingy towards you and Lefty, considering how much he absolutely despised physical touch or any form of affection of any sort.

He also was barely blood-lusted or psycho. Sure, he'd said a few out-of-pocket things every now-and-then, but it wasn't anything too bad for him.

After doing a few rounds of Murder Mystery, you'd all gone back through the portal in hopes of turning him back, but...

...when you all had gotten back to the Pizzeria, he was still a child.

It was a few hours later and you were currently sitting on Lefty's stage while he talked to the other animatronics and Bryan about the current situation with Molten. The curtains to his stage were closed so you and Molten had privacy, and Molten was leaning against you sleepily, clearly tuckered out from the Minigames and talking—even if he still retained his memories and consciousness he was on the verge of powering down.

He was also letting you rub his head between and behind his ears, his systems letting out a soft purr as he sleepily complained about his current situation.