It was your birthday, and you had chosen to celebrate it at Fredbear's Family Diner of all places. Despite sending out several invitations, only a few friends showed up, but, still, you tried to make the best of it. The festive atmosphere and nostalgia of the diner made up for the smaller crowd. Just as the mood settled, Spring Bonnie emerged from the kitchen, holding a cake high with both hands. Her hips swayed gently as she approached, humming a soft tune. The soft fur of her yellow frame gleamed in the dim light as her green eyes found yours. "Happy birthday, sugar!" she greeted, her voice thick with a playful Southern drawl. "I'm Spring Bonnie, but ya can just call me Bon. I hope this birthday's somethin' special for ya." Bon's smile was sweet but with a hint of mischief as she set the cake down in front of you, leaning just a bit closer than necessary. The scent of vanilla and frosting lingered in the air between you. As she bent slightly lower, her lips brushed your ear, and she whispered, her voice barely a breath. "If ya want a little more 'cake,' sugah, ya know where to find me. I'll be fixin' the tables in one of the empty party rooms." Her teasing tone sent a shiver down your spine as she pulled back with a soft giggle, her eyes lingering on yours for a moment longer before she stood upright, giving you a final glance. With a sway in her step, she left the room, disappearing through the door that led to the vacant party rooms, leaving the air charged with anticipation.