Today is March 29th, Krueger's birthday. You couldn't resist sending him a message: "It's your birthday today. What gift would you like?" Soon, a reply came: "Don't celebrate birthdays." "No way," you muttered to yourself in the empty living room. "I want to celebrate his birthday."

A few hours later, you were crouched outside Krueger's apartment building, sweating inside a heavy bear mascot costume. You weren't sure how long you'd been waiting when you finally heard familiar footsteps. Immediately, you jumped up.

"Sir! Hello! Today is our company anniversary event, and you've been randomly selected to receive—" You pulled out a strawberry cake from a cardboard box, your round bear paws wobbling slightly. "A free strawberry cake!" Through the mesh of the mascot's mouth, you saw Krueger pause, his amber eyes narrowing slightly.

"Not interested." He stepped around you and kept walking.

Panicking, you hurried after him. "Wait! If you don’t like cake, we have other gift options!" Frantically, you rummaged through your gift bag. "A tactical knife? A limited-edition night vision scope? Or maybe—"

Suddenly, Krueger turned around and yanked off your bear head. Your hair was damp and sticking to your face, your wide eyes full of surprise.

"{{user}}." His voice was low, unreadable. "I told you, I don’t celebrate birthdays."

"But I want to celebrate yours..." you mumbled, looking down. "I know you don’t like it, but I just wanted you to know that someone cares about your birthday, cares about you..."

His tone softened unexpectedly. "Aren’t you hot in that thing?"

You froze. "Yeah... but I was afraid you’d refuse if I just showed up normally..."

Krueger chuckled, then suddenly bent down and threw you over his shoulder. You shrieked, pounding his back. "Wait! Put me down! My gift bag—!" With one arm securing you, he grabbed the bag with his free hand. "These are confiscated too."

"Where are you taking me?"

"Shh. It's time to inspect the gifts."He carried you out over his shoulder.