@cantapirate ☼
“F-Foxy!” It‘s hard to get the pre-recorded line out, as it’s one Chica rarely uses during the day. Even though the animatronic trudged towards Pirate’s Cove, Felix bounced along ahead of her, the chicken twitching in response to the ghost almost dragging her along. “F-Foxy!” Chica chirped one more time before falling silent as her beak snapped shut.
The animatronic stilled as Felix reached for the curtains, knowing that any efforts to tug at them would be useless. Even still, he tried to part the curtains, until Chica walked over and violently yanked them open. Felix blinked, not realizing he had subconsciously willed the animatronic to do so. His grin widened, and then he focused his attention onto Foxy.
“You’ve been less active this week!” Felix clasped his hands and rocked back and forth on his feet, his eyes staring at Foxy’s. “Are you feeling down? Well, that’s no good! No good at all!” He gave a little giggle at this, then continued. “Maybe you need a pick-me-up! Have you tried stuffing the guard? It’s so much fun!”