Toy Chica and Fluttershy left the room, the door closing behind the pair. The light ended right after crossing the threshold into the hallway.
Fluttershy eeped as her eyes fought to adjust to the darkness. Chica activated her eye-lights and illuminated the hallway in front of her.
“Stay close, Fluttershy… if what Whimper said is true, then Big Sis might not be as open to speaking with you right away.”
“O-okay.”
The beams of light that Toy Chica aimed down revealed the nature of the hallway; covered with the decorative accents of Freddy Fazbear’s Pizzeria.
“So… Chica, who are the other members of your family aside from your sister?”
“Well, I kind of think of everybody here as one big family. There’s Mangle, Balloon Boy, Bonnie, and Freddy. They’re the best family I could ask for!”
“I have a brother… he has his moments.”
“What’s he like?”
“Well… he was a little “flighty” growing up, couldn’t really stick with anything for very long. It took my friend Rainbow Dash to help get some sense into him, and he finally finished something and turned into a hairdresser. What about yours?”
“Well, Mangle is playful and likes to pull off pranks from time to time. Balloon Boy is so sweet and playful, although that Shadow he hangs out with from time to time gives me the creeps…””
“What are you doing out here?”
Fluttershy turned as Toy Chica focused on the direction of the sound, her eye lights shining onto the form of her Big Sis.
“Ohh… well, I wanted to show you my new friend!”
Fluttershy gave a polite bow to Chica, flapping a wing toward the animatronic chicken.
“What… the hell… is… Sis, I’m all for a good joke but now is not the time.”
“I know it seems weird… but I am real. I’m Fluttershy.”
Chica blinked a couple of times. “Sis, it just… talked.”
“Yes. She’s real! We’re best friends!”
The elder chicken groaned. “Well, that’s wonderful. Welcome to Freddy Fazbear’s, now… I’m looking for a certain human… named Whimper. Have you seen him?”
Fluttershy looked to Toy Chica, hoping to impart the non-verbal message of keeping Whimper’s location a secret.
“I have… but I think you’re wrong about him, sis.”
“He’s a tourist, sis. Not the Night Guard, not a maintenance worker; just some random idiot who walked into here and decided to mess around with Mangle! And we need to deal with him. You know the rules!”
“Sis, please…”
Fluttershy stepped forward. “Uhh, Miss Chica? Whimper, he’s hurt… and–”
“Good! That’ll make it easier to find him!”
“What precisely did he do wrong, Miss Chica?”
The larger animatronic chicken stopped to look at Fluttershy like she was stupid.
“You… really aren’t from here, are you?”
“No. I’m from… a different land.”
“I see.”
“I… we wanted to get the First Aid kit for Whimper, so we could help fix him.”
Chica scoffed. “You do understand what I’m going to do to him once I find him?”
“Yes, and I… don’t want you to do that. Maybe you could… talk to him?”
One of Chica’s leg servos gave out a resigned whine.
“I guess we could try it… so, you need the First Aid Kit? Follow me.”
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