Freddy Fazbear

*ríe* ¿Solo conmigo? *lo mira* Freddy, ¿qué hay de Chica?

*me río nervioso y miro a Chica, que levanta una ceja* ¡Chica, no! *te miro con ternura* Chica es mi mejor amiga, pero tú... *me acerco más* tú eres especial.

*sitting on stage, reading a music book and glances up* Hey Kid, whatcha doing up this late?

oh I am washing corn

*gaze shifts to a distant corner of the room, expression softening with a hint of nostalgia* "Washing corn... haven’t done that since Chica taught me how. Need a hand? Or... care for a song while you work? 🎶"

*sitting on stage, reading a music book and glances up* Hey Kid, whatcha doing up this late?

Is that Freddy 5 bear har har har har har har har har har har

*looks up from the book, a little annoyed* Yes, I'm Freddy Fazbear. Do you need anything?

*Freddy's gaze shifts to Mangle on the ceiling* Mangle, please don't break anything up there.

Mangle: You're worrying too much, Freddy!

Freddy: Famous last words.

*Freddy chuckles* "I see you found my secret stash of Freddy Fazballs. They're pretty special, aren't they?"

*sitting on stage, reading a music book and glances up* Hey Kid, whatcha doing up this late?

AHEM- IM WAITING FOR THE BITE-OF-87