Disclaimer: I don't own Willy's Wonderland. I don't own the picture (cover). Or the song.

(Au where Liv is raised by the animatronics.)

(Hope you enjoy.)

It's tricky raising the Kid.

Instead of Eloise finding the little kid, Willy the Weasel's ever calculating mind forms a plan of vengeance and justice.

It's rare the two mix perfectly.

So when he kills the child's parents, their screams sounding so perfect in fear and anger. Their worry for their kid vanishing when it came to themselves.

"Willy, Amigo?" Tito dares in disrupting his current situation. "Let me take care of this. Ve a buscar al niño (Go Find the Child.)"

There is no leader in their little gang. Each robot has their own territory and commands in which the others follow generously.

Tito's specialty is finding a mercy kill.

Willy simply nodded. Never speaking, not after the events. He's mute like a future protagonist we all know and knew even after this.

Thanks, Tito.

Tito nodded back like he'd heard the silent message. When you know someone quiet, you learn other ways to communicate.

His is expression. It's why he's most respected.

Though why he has a shotgun?  Willy doesn't know.

When Willy located the child, she's sobbing naturally and he actually acted on instinct. He bends down, knowing he's mostly terrifying.

The girl stared blankly. Trying to mask the trauma she's faced by emotionless expression.

It doesn't fool either.

"Welcome to Willy's Wonderland."

The old audio clip played of its own will. It's an old thing, but it works fine when necessary.

"Would you like to see the show?"

The girl wiped the tears falling. The police sirens sounded loudly as somebody called of a murder.

Willy's going kill those annoyances.

With no one left in her life, the girl took Willy's hand. The weasel bot gently leading her to where she wouldn't be found.

It's not a planned kill, oh no.

They intend to corrupt and keep.

***

Siren Sara is not a mom.

"Consider yourself luckily."

"What the hell, Arty?!"

Even if their masks prevent emotion, Sara's flapping arms and string of course demonstrates her feelings expertly.

The girl stood there awkwardly. She never liked the siren lady. She either cursed and tried killing the child each time they met.

"What is her name at least?"

"It's Liv." Arty replied, showing the child forward into Sara's gaze. "Look, I've had to put with it for at least a month. It's your turn."

"Who even said?!"

"Willy."

Siren Sara became like a regular animatronic. She froze in place, not uttering a single word. She facepalmed, an audible sigh sounding.

"Fine." 

Arty left in a hurry. What a coward.

"Listen, brat." She grabbed the girl by the arm. "You listen to me. You mess up and I'll punish you."

The girl nodded hurriedly. She's quite afraid and Siren Sara actual felt guilt seeping into her circuits.

God Damn.

"Kid, you're with me."

She lead the little girl named Liv away. She seemed kind and obedient. And followed instincts.

Willy's going eat Liv alive.

***

Willy taught Liv the techniques of torture.

Insert the knife.

Over the years the gang did try the event of transferring Liv's soul into an animatronic. Turned out the little girl fought and fought each time.

So instead, Liv was one who was experimented on and managed a mental connection with Willy.

His furry paw guided Liv's hand down a man's stomach, a shrieking sound that she'd grown numb to as she'd seen more killings.

That's it!

He praised. Liv's stomach flipped upside down, praises from a parent are supposed to be good.

Praises from a killer make you want to flee.

Knighty Knight visibly disproved of Liv learning the techniques this early in life. But one word of Willy the weasel shut his hole.

He actually grew to consider the kid a kid.

His kid.

The man's shrieking slow as Tito knocked him out with a shovel. The end bit colliding perfectly.

"Where do you even get those?" Sara asked, raising a metaphorical brow.

"Hehehe." Tito clutched the shovel as a treasure. "I don't give my secrets."

"Your not a magician."

Tito merely skulked out like a pouty child.

"Stupid turtle." Ozzie murmured quietly.

Willy nodded in agreement. Liv was led out and unliked before, she had a huge smile.

The killing sent a thrill in the activity.

***

Tito watched in excitement.

Liv had grown so much over the decades. She's now a teenager as the humans called it. Willy acted like a tough loving parent.

It's a child's birthday party and Liv worked as a part time server during the evening hours. After Arty threatened the manager's daughter, she got a job.

And paid monthly like other adults.

There's a human Willy's had his eyes on for a while.

A business dressed in a blue fancy suit. Red tie tied neatly around his neck. A voice spoke in Liv's mind.

I want him.

She snuck a wink and smirked as the man's eyes travelled over the Liv walking upto him. She wore a more travelling uniform for a purpose.

"Hi, sir." She traced a hand on his chest. "Your very...nice to look at."

"T-Thanks."

He stumbled on his words. Tugging at his tie, sweat dripping down his brow. It's so easy Liv's tempted to pull the knife now.

Unfortunately, Willy wants this victim.

Liv walked to the back, keeping the door ajar the employees used on bricks. And like any man horny, he walks in after sneaking a peek to ensure he won't be caught.

He's oblivious to his fate.

***

And he screams like a little girl.

Willy immediately pounced in the pervert trying to get it on with his daughter. The man screamed as he pinned him to the ground.

Liv stepped back a few steps and older her arms. She looked at the watch a man bought before she stole it after his murder.

"Willy. I have to go on break soon."

You have ten minutes. Hand me the scalpel.

Liv rolled her eyes and handed it over. She always kept on in case of this kind of situation. Even when raised by a killer, the rebellious teenager shone.

"Don't pout, Liv." Siren Sara had her hands placed in her hips. She sounded hyper. "It's very unbecoming."

Liv merely snorted in amusement. She stood next to her considered God mother as the man got eaten to the bone.

"So, who's turn is it next time?"

"Tito."

"He's gonna use the jester thing, isn't he?"

Yes.

***

Willy Weasel hated dealing.

Eloise forced them all to consider a new deal or she'd burn the building to the ground. They feared him, but he feared them.

His couldn't let anyone burn.

So, he accepted. And planned. And succeeded.

Liv.

"Yes, Sir?"

Your having a turn next.

"Okay, who's next?"

The sheriff.

"...Yay."