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Remember where you wrote a fic about reader being the creator of huggy wuggy? What if we have a continuation of that (huggy still being much alive) where we basically save the smaller huggies from mommy long legs? Cause if Huggy Wuggy is my creation then these little critters are my grandbabies :D

YES YES GOD I WAS WAITING FOR SOMETHING LIKE THIS!!! <3

(The other fic is here if yall wanna read it)

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"Next up..Whack-A-Wuggy. Hm, wonder which toy this one’s about.”

Huggy tilted his head, looking confused as he pointed to himself. You just sighed. “That’s what we call sarcasm, bud.”

He blinked for a moment, before nodding in understanding (despite not fully getting your sarcasm). Then he ducked his head as you both headed down to the next game, which was inspired by whack-a-mole. You wondered how your Grabpack was going to come into play.

Surprisingly, your beloved creation gone rogue remained totally docile, even in the presence of Poppy and Mommy Long Legs. Though he seemed distrustful of the little red-haired doll, and was clearly annoyed that Mommy forced both of you to play these games, with him acting like a “proctor”.

It’s not like you had any choice. But luckily she didn’t try to persuade him into joining her side. So at least you weren’t alone.

“I’ve been thinking..if you’re technically my son, then are these Huggies my grandkids?” You half-joke as you gestured to the Huggy Buddies painted on the walls, seeing Huggy smile and chirp. “Yeah. I thought so. C’mon. Maybe if they see you they’ll calm down.”

Holding your hand, he followed you inside the arena, looking around at the old paint, sandy pit, and giant holes all over the walls. He was incapable of frowning and yet..felt sad.

This place looked so dark and miserable...nothing like it used to be.

His fur became bristled as the shutter suddenly slammed down, locking you both inside. “It’s okay, Hugs.” You hushed, pointing to a corner. “Just observe me from there and I’ll handle this.”

Huggy shuffled to that spot, curling up on the floor while you directed your attention to the television, which played a tape explaining the game’s rules:

“Welcome to Whack-A-Wuggy. This advanced test is designed to assess the extent of your reactionary abilities. A dual-palm Grabpack will be provided to you for this test. Around you are 18 sizeable holes. An adorable Huggy Wuggy toy could appear out of any one of these holes. If one comes out, hit it with your Grabpack. That’s all. Good luck.”

'Thanks..I’m still alive ‘cause of pure luck at this point.’ You huffed, looking up to see Mommy at the observation window. 

Right on schedule.

“The toys in this game used to have strings attached to them..so they could be pulled back when they got too close to the children.” She spoke in a dull, monotone voice, still annoyed that you’ve won the last game. “Hmm..”

Your eyes widened as you saw a bundle of white strings in her grasp, dropping them to the floor. “Have fun~”

That bitch. She was cheating again!

“..oh you little-”

The lights dimmed, and you heard movement coming from within the walls, readying yourself. You’ll get your chance to yell at her later on. For now you had to focus on surviving this game.

The Buddies started crawling out one by one, their fur colored blue, red, yellow, and green. They looked filthy, bristled, and feral. You had no idea how many there actually were. Hell, you completely forgot these guys even existed. 

You can forgive the company for making Kissy due to your creation’s rising popularity--but you thought these tiny versions were just one big cash grab to bring people into the Game Station by using Huggy’s face. They even had their own merchandise.

You never paid much attention to them before, though now you obviously had to. And if it weren’t for the fact they were likely trying to kill you...they seemed awfully cute.

You felt bad for hitting them back into the holes, especially since their taller counterpart was sitting in the corner watching everything, but you knew they could very well pounce on you if ignored for too long. 

You weren’t about to find out if they had sharp jagged teeth like he did.

Fortunately this game went surprisingly better than Musical Memory, and you won as the lights turned back on and you heard slow applause from Mommy.

“Oh, you did it....huh.....hooray! Mommy is soooo proud of you~!” 

“Whatever,” You scowled up at the pink toy, not knowing why she bothered keeping up the cheery act. “Just give me the code.”

“Okay, as Mommy promised..here’s another hint.” She snaked her arm through a nearby vent that opened up, holding a piece of paper. You took the code and looked at it as she retracted her arm. “Only one more game left to play. Sad, Mommy was hoping you’d stay here forever. Though..it’s never too late to change your mind. What if he wanted you to stay?”

Huggy blinked at him being mentioned, growling at her.

“Leave him out of this.” You huffed. “See you at the next game.”

“Of course~! It’s going to be so much fun!” She giggled as she left the room.

Finally you were allowed to leave the arena, though Huggy seemed hesitant to go, wanting to check up on the Buddies. But at your insistence, he followed you through the tunnels.

Shortly after that, however, his hearing picked up something that you didn’t quite catch. And suddenly you saw him sprinting back to that area. “Wait! Where are you going?!” Letting go of the grappling bar, you chased after him, confused. “That’s the wrong way, Huggy! We can’t-!!”

Nothing could’ve prepared you for the horrific sounds of crashing and terrified screeching you heard. And you both eventually stumbled upon a terrible sight in the middle of Whack-A-Wuggy:

It was Mommy, throwing one of the red Buddies against the wall, before snatching a green one out from a hole, strangling the poor thing. Nearby, a blue and yellow one were ensnared in a cobweb, their fur all bloodied and matted as they struggled.

You were shocked.

Was she..punishing them for failing to get rid of you?

“You disappointed me so much, especially you four!! I EXPECTED BETTER FROM ALL OF YOU!!” She screamed, choking the life out of the green Buddy. “Do you want Mommy to string you up by your NECKS?!! Maybe Mommy will do that and leave you there until you learn to be-!!!”

Suddenly she heard a much louder screech and turned just in time to see Huggy tackle her, catching the green Buddy and scooping up the red one. You realized what he was doing and immediately rescued the other two from the web, cradling them in your arms.

Mommy coughed as sand got into her mouth and eyes, recovering just in time to see you and Huggy fleeing the area. She didn’t follow, though, instead laying there fuming. 

She never thought Huggy, of all toys, would stick by you. Poppy was only expected, but him?

Curious, she’ll just watch and wait for the moment he betrayed you. Maybe with the Buddies joining you they’ll turn on you, too, and devour you whole.

That thought made her giggle.

Surely the beast within him will reawaken soon enough.

.............

As soon as you felt like you were far away from the game, you stopped to catch your breath, shrugging off the Grabpack. “God..what the hell was that about?” You knelt down to set the yellow and blue Buddies on the floor.

Was Mommy seriously mad about you winning a game that she rigged? And why would she take it out on the toys? 

‘Did she do the same to Bunzo?’ You recalled hearing stuff being thrown around and cymbals clashing as you left Musical Memory, but elected to ignore it.

Maybe you shouldn’t have.

Regardless, you felt better knowing you at least helped these guys despite them trying to kill you minutes ago. You believed Mommy was using them since there was nobody else around.

Sighing, you watched as the two Buddies flocked to Huggy, whimpering and whining as they hugged him alongside the green and red ones. He chirped softly to calm them down, and for a moment...you thought you saw tears in his glossy plastic eyes.

As heartbreaking as the scene was, it also warmed your heart a little to know he wasn’t a mindless monster chasing you through vents anymore. He could still love. 

All those scientists who claimed he couldn’t feel such things anymore were wrong about him. Their experiments might have broken his mind, but you came back here to heal his broken heart. And that made you smile.

You were much too tired to get up from the floor at the moment, so you were surprised as all four Buddies ran back to you and hugged you. Their small chirps indicated they were sorry for attacking you before.

"It’s okay, little fellas. You’re safe with us now.” Gathering them into your arms, you squeezed them, feeling like a kid again. “Nothing’s gonna hurt you.”

Huggy simply watched with joy, glad that you’re finally reconnecting with his family.

He hasn’t felt this happy in years.