New story!

This the long awaiting finale of the Baby Games series! I may make little oneshots based on this AU but this is going to be the ending of the main story. Also, you guys need to read Baby Games ANDBaby Toys in order to understand the full extent as to what's going on in this fic.

To remind you all, this story contains:

- ABDL / Infantilism themes

- A bit of cursing

- Lots of diapers

- A crazy, motherly chicken

- Extra stuff that you'll have to read to believe!

Extra characters are in this story!

- Circelia Circus / Baby (AGE: 22)

- Ballora (AGE: ~25)

- Francine / Funtime Foxy (AGE: 17)

- Theodore / Teddy / Funtime Freddy (AGE: 17)

- Lolita / Lolbit (AGE: 6 ; doesn't play a huge role but she's in this chapter)

Anyways, I hope you all enjoy this story and I own none of the characters!

Ballora didn't know what to do with herself.

She was just an average woman, going through her days like any other person. She would wake up, get dressed, and proceed to skim through newspaper clippings and street corners for job offerings. She was unemployed.

Luckily for her, she was able to find a place to stay that wasn't in her parents' basement. The blue haired female was able to live in a very small apartment in the middle of town with her roommate Circelia Circus, who goes by the nickname Baby.

And now they lived together, with both girls working with the money that the Circelia's older brother Ennard was gracious enough to give.

Ballora did not like this.

The blue haired woman would sometimes get up in the dead of night and search up job offerings through her phone. This would go on for hours until she had a collection of interviews and trainings to go to for the next couple of weeks. She would smile and become hopeful, praying that one of these jobs would be the thing that'll keep her on her feet.

She would get denied every single time.

Today was the last day of all of her set interviews for the month and it was the day she had gotten her fiftieth denied job offering. Baby was in the kitchen, chopping up her ramen and putting it into a coffee mug of boiling water. She noticed her roommate come in and smiled.

Circelia was a very short lady. On the streets, when the girls would go shopping, people would coo at the sight of the redhead since she was about the size of a first grader. They would ask Ballora questions like what the 'little girl's' name was or how old she was. The blue haired woman would response very kindly.

"Her name's Circelia and she's twenty-two."

Most people would then apologize profusely.

Baby didn't mind all the attention though. Ever since she was an actual child, she dreamt of being on Broadway or becoming as popular as any other artist that played on the radio. She wanted all eyes to be on her because of her talents, not because of how small and cute she looked.

Anyways, it was all simply dreams.

The redhead stirred her food, a smile still on her face as she asked. "Hey 'Lora, how was work?"

Ballora sighed, putting her velvet coat in the closet near the front door before taking a seat on the couch. "Awful...I can never seem to find a job…"

"Told ya, the world's a hard place." Baby shook her head before walking over to her friend. She then placed a hand on her shoulder. "Take as much time as you need. There's no rush."

The blue haired woman nodded solemnly as she grabbed a nearby remote and flicked through the channels. Her frown deepened as she said. "I'm just...tired of living on other people's backs...I hate being a burden…"

"But you're not a burden."

The taller lady sighed once again, her eyes towards the ground. "...I feel like one." she looked around the room and noticed a newspaper sitting on the dining room table. She then turned to Baby. "Could you hand me that?"

She nodded, grabbing the parchment before handing it to her roommate. "It's no big deal really. I was lonely in here by myself before you came along. I like having the company."

"Me too…" she smiled at the clown. It then turned sad. "But that's not what I'm focused on...I'm focused on bringing in income. If we still live here, that's fine but I don't want your brother using up half of his hard earned money on us."

Baby sighed and nodded slowly as Ballora started to look through the newspaper, her eyes moving at a lightning fast pace for places that were hiring. The clown looked from the slimmer woman's shoulder as they scanned the parchment for offerings together.

Their eyes fell upon a particular ad that stood out from the news and puzzles. It said:

Nannies Wanted (ASAP)

Four Desired

Needs to be good with abnormal children and is comfortable with staying at their place of work.

Payment is 15 dollars an hour

Meet at the old Freddy Fazbear building

The women looked at one another. Ballora read through the ad again with a raised eyebrow.

"No interview? No training?" a wide smile formed on her lips. "And it's with something I'm good at!"

The blue haired woman was great with looking after children. She was able to successfully maintain all four of her younger siblings when they were toddlers. She sung songs to them when they got upset and had bottles all ready warmed up when they were hungry. She wasn't all that confident in her diaper changing skills but she could always get some practice in with this job.

She just hoped the boss is patient.

Baby looked at her friend quizzically. "You're good at taking care of kids?"

Ballora nodded.

The clown sighed.

Circelia, on the other hand, was not very good at dealing with kids. It was already a hassle that some children thought she was a playmate rather than an adult. She was the youngest of two so she was more of the baby being taken care of compared to the one looking after them. She couldn't even handle her younger cousins without pulling some hair out. She honestly didn't like it.

But then again, all of that happened a few years ago. Who knows, maybe she changed and gotten better.

Or maybe she just needed some practice.

Baby smiled sheepishly. "Good on ya...I'm not so good with it..."

The taller lady placed the newspaper down. "That's okay. I'm pretty sure our employer will let us learn…" She made a grin to match her companion's. "I'm kind of out of practice myself…"

The clown nodded, walking back over to the newspaper and finding the ad once again. "When are we suppose to go?"

"I remember it saying as soon as possible." Ballora got up and smiled confidently. "We'll go first thing tomorrow!

Baby whined as she stirred her prepared ramen. "But tomorrow's Saturday…"

The blue haired girl wasn't listening. She was too busy running into her room to pack.

Francine was a very determined, young vixen.

Her brother Mangle along with her cousin Foxy had been missing for three months. No one had known where they went and family grew worried. During the duration of that time, she stayed hopeful and started to pick up clues from the community.

For starters, both Freddy Fazbear establishments closed up shop for unknown reasons.

When she would ask around, everyone would either say that they didn't know or things about being underpaid. She knew her big brother and he didn't care about money. He cared about putting smiles on kids' faces. There had to be something else.

She had asked about not only her family members but of other bandmates as well. Folks say that they had seen Chica around, carrying shopping bags and bringing them to the old pizzeria.

Suspicious.

No one had seen Mangle nor Foxy but they have seen Chica…

Was she connected to all of this? Even if she wasn't she had to know something about the situation right?

She then grabbed her best friend Theodore to report.

"So...let me get this straight…" the polar bear said as he ate some UTZ potato chips. "You're telling me...that you think...that chicken lady Chica...is behind my cousins' disappearances?"

The two of them were in the fox's room. While Theodore sat on the floor, Francine stood up with a confident and serious look in her eyes. Her companion looked at her with a more laid back and carefree stare.

Francine nodded, gesturing to her graph, which consisted of several pictures of the missing people as well as the bird herself all attached to a piece of red yarn. The picture of Chica had large circle drawn around it in red marker.

"I'm sure of it. It's the only logical explaination."

"...Right." he popped another chip in his mouth as he looked at the albino doubtfully. "I don't think so."

"What?!" she shrieked. "Why not?!"

"She's too nice to have been involved with all of this." he smiled calmly. "Plus, she made cake for my sixteenth birthday. She's cool in my eyes."

"I mean sure, she may be a nice person but I feel like he has some involvement in this case! I just know it!" she marched over to the closet and opened it up before stepping inside. "The police aren't doing anything so it's time for us to take action!"

"Whatever ya say Nancy Drew."

Theodore blinked when the door to the girl's room opened slightly and a rolled up newspaper was thrown on the bed. A head poked out of the entryway to reveal Francine's six year old sister Lolita.

"Francine, Mama wants you to take the newspaper and do the crossword puzzle for her. She can't do it and I refuse to help her." she looked at the polar bear's bag of snacks and her eyes lit up. "Hi Ted, can I have some?"

The polar bear tossed it to her as he pulled out a package of M&Ms from who knows where. "Take 'em."

"Thanks!" she grinned. "I remind myself to give you five percent of my robotic business when it gets going!"

"Cool." he smirked as she exited the room. Once Francine returned, she snatched up the parchment as her friend said. "Hey Fran, I'm gonna be rich in about twenty years, just you wait."

She seemed to be ignoring him as she looked from the crossword puzzle to an ad that was on the following page.

Her eyes widened.

"Teddy!" she screamed, showing him the page. "Have you looked at this?"

"No…" he scoffed. "Who looks at newspapers anymore?"

Francine turned the paper back around to face her. She then quickly looked it over. "Says here that a position for nannies has opened at the old Freddy Fazbear restaurant!"

"I thought that place closed down."

"It did but the creator of the ad wants us to meet them there…"

The polar bear dumped the rest of the candy into his mouth before stating. "...I don't wanna be a nanny."

Francine looked at him. "We don't have to be. We can find who the creator of the ad is and ask them questions based around the disappearances!"

Teddy nodded. "Cool." he then looked to the ground. "I'm horrible with kids."

The vixen smiled before walking back into her closet. "I'm gonna pack a bag for this just in case. We're heading over there tomorrow."

"Aww what?" he huffed. "But Fran...it's a Saturday…"

Francine didn't respond. She was too busy thinking about what would be in store tomorrow.

Chapter 2 coming soon!