This is the third part of this oneshot! Very sorry! This WAS meant to be the last part; but the editing made this way too long to be a single oneshot part, sorry. It'll be a four-part oneshot instead! Deepest apologies! I hope that you guys like it! 👍

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Willy scratched his chin in thought, frowning a little.

"From the contents of his wish, I'd hazard a guess that Tito will be back to normal tomorrow morning. Since he only wished for a day of childhood.

In the meantime ... we'll just have to look after Tito here. As his temporary caretakers", the animatronic weasel finished, grimacing.

"WHAT?!" Willy's crew (except for Tito) all exclaimed, staring at him in absolute horror.

"You've got to be joking!" Arty spluttered angrily.

"We don't know how to take care of kids!" Knighty protested weakly.

"We hunt kids, not care for the little brats!" Ozzie retorted. The protests and complaints slowly rose in number and volume ... until the weasel robot started to get a splitting headache.

Little Tito was whining a little, his hands over his ears. Willy heard the whine, and looked down at the boy.

Restraining his immediate reaction (which was normally to bite the kid), the big weasel just shushed Tito gently. He patted his head too, whispering to the boy.

"Noisy, aren't they? Don't worry, Uncle Willy will sort them out for you!" Willy Weasel then took a deep breath, and then roared at the top of his voice.

"WILL YOU GUYS SHUT UP?!"

Dead silence fell in an instant! The other animatronics went quiet and stopped complaining loudly, their mouths still moving in silent protests though. Their leader smiled.

"Shut up. Thank you." He took a very deep breath, now looking extremely serious.

"I know that this is very strange and unnerving. Believe me, I am very freaked out by this too. Nothing like this has ever happened before. But this is not just a kid; this is Tito."

The weasel robot gestured to the boy at his feet.

"Our friend. And I know that we haven't a lot of experience with caring for kids, but I want us all to try our best. For Tito's sake", he stated clearly and matter-of-factly.

Tito just looked up at him curiously. The weasel's animatronic crew, on the other hand, all looked shame-faced. They nodded in unison, their ashamed faces changing to serious ones.

"Yes, Willy", muttered Arty.

"You're right, sorry", Gus said.

"Sorry for our behaviour, boss", Cammy apologised. The other animatronics murmured in agreement with the chameleon.

Willy Weasel accepted his gang's acknowledgment with a quick flick of his head, as he looked briefly at them. The robotic leader then looked back at Tito on the floor.

"Now, little Tito, you can come out of there", Willy whispered as he tried to gently unwrap the young child from around his leg. The boy resisted though, holding onto the weasel tighter and screwing his eyes shut.

"It's okay, we're not going to bite you!" The animatronic weasel tried to comfort the shy Tito. "Hey, hey, it's okay, Tito. We're your friends, remember?"

The little boy slowly removed his face from Willy's fur and looked at them in a confused way. The animatronics all frowned at this.

"Tito?" Sara pressed gently. "Do you remember us?" Tito just looked blank and shook his head slowly. Arty scoffed in contempt and folded his arms grumpily.

"Oh great! Now he's lost his memory! Ouch!" The green reptile robot winced; the siren having cuffed him soundly on the head.

"He never met us as a kid, Ozzie! Of course, he doesn't remember!" Sara said hotly. Tito frowned and buried his face back in Willy's leg, not wanting to look at the scary things around him anymore.

"Don't wanna leave Fluffy! Fluffy is nice!" A shocked silence fell in a microsecond.

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"Fluffy?!" spluttered Ozzie, trying very hard not to laugh! Knighty was now wiping oily tears from his eyes with his gauntleted hands.

"I'm sorry, did Tito just call yo-", he began.

Yes. It seems that he did", Willy Weasel muttered, interrupting the robot knight. He cursed the fact that he was in the same place with them at the moment!

Another second of silence passed ... and then gales of uproarious laughter suddenly erupted in the dining hall! One by one, the animatronic weasel's crew collapsed to the floor ... and rolled around in fits of giggles.

"Yeah, yeah, laugh it all up at the weasel's expense", Willy growled, his orange-furred face turning into an even redder orange one.

Cammy, after taking several deep breaths, was the first to recover from the group's sudden attack of hysterical laughter.

"S-S-Sorry, boss; it's just that it's the funniest thing that we've ever heard!" the robotic chameleon explained, still smiling.

Willy then heard a new voice giggling. He looked around angrily, and then realised that it was coming from the boy at his feet. Cammy burst into laughter again, pointing down.

"See, even Tito finds it funny!" The weasel animatronic rolled his eyes. Kids will be kids, I suppose. Tito suddenly stopped laughing as a strange noise came from his tummy.

A growling noise.

This promptly distracted the animatronics from their merriment, and they crowded closer. The kid promptly hugged Willy's leg closer again.

"Hey, what was that?" Knighty asked.

"Let me just check", Siren Sara whispered as she quickly bent down and pressed her head against Tito's chest for a little bit. The little boy squeaked as she did so.

"Aha! It seems like the little tyke is hungry", the robotic fairy announced, taking her head away and straightening up. Willy Weasel considered this, his furry brow furrowing.

"Since he's a child at present ... Tito probably needs human food." Arty frowned in confusion, and held up a claw.

"Um, boss, don't we already eat-"

"No, I didn't mean that!!" the animatronic weasel bellowed, face-pawing. Trust the gator to get it mixed up.

Well, it HAD been decades since the gang knew the difference. But Tito needed proper human food, for the moment.

Get ready for the grand finale of Part 4! There's a surprise in it! Vote and comment if you like it! 👍