The air was chilly and windy one autumn evening at Freddy Fazbear's pizzeria, allowing its resident animatronics remain inside to avoid the cold. Foxy was grumpily sulking in his Cove as usual, Chica was in the kitchen baking cookies while Bonnie talked to Freddy in the party room. It was closing time thankfully and that meant the group could relax. However, one such forgotten member sat in the back room resting. Golden Freddy was sitting by the door quietly with some minor injuries, which came from when he was first put in the back room.

He had been all alone for more than 20 years, missing his best friend Spring Bonnie so much it hurt. Guilt and sadness consumed him until he just didn't care anymore. Now, he couldn't move well anymore and his once blue eyes were black. Ever since the accident, his life had changed for the worst. He was forced to stay out of the way, in fear of hurting another child...Sighing, Goldie looked down and shook the memories away. After a few minutes, he heard something. It sounded like...crying? His ears perked up slightly at the faint noise and turned to the door, which was open just a crack but he could faintly hear the crying again. Frowning, Goldie shakily stood up but almost fell. He hadn't stood up and walked around in years so this might be hard for him. After a few minutes of getting a balance, the golden bear managed to stand up and lean against the wall as he quietly left the storage room.

The soft sound of crying led Goldie to the back entrance of the pizzeria, where he opened the door and looked around. It was then he spotted something on the ground. Laying there in a bundle of pink blankets was a small baby. He stopped and stared at the tiny bundle, hesitantly going over to it and knelt down. With the amount of pink on the blanket, Goldie assumed it was a baby girl. She couldn't open her eyes but was crying. She had no note saying her name or who left her. Goldie, at first, didn't want anything to do with the baby but something told him to bring her inside. He bit his lip and sighed softly, gently picking up the baby and limping back inside.

Why would someone just leave a baby outside? Without any food or care? He thought with a small frown as he held the baby. Limping back into the back room, Goldie sat down and attempted to calm her down. He looked at the tiny, fragile bundle in his arms. She needed a name...and someone to take care of her. But what name? And who? These questions swarmed Goldie's mind until movement in his arms snapped him out of his thoughts.

He looked down at the baby as he saw the tiny child slowly open her eyes, her light blue beautiful eyes. His heart skipped a beat, his black eyes meeting her own. Something in his heart tugged at him and Goldie felt warmth spread throughout his chest. It was something he hadn't felt in a very long time. "You remind me of a very dear friend of mine. My best friend." He whispered to the baby, who wasn't looking at him. She was more so falling asleep in her warm bundle and in Goldie's arms. The forgotten twin gently held the baby close, rocking her a little. "I'll take care of you, little one. I promise. I won't hurt you..."

The baby fell asleep, her tiny hand grabbing Goldie's finger as she slept and that made him smile softly.