Look Out, I Think Moto Moto Likes You!

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[At the FNaF 2 Location]

Ballora: -sitting on the stage, happy as can be-

Toy Chica: Hey Bal! How's it hanging?

Ballora: I'm alright, thank you. How are you?

Toy Chica: I'm fantastic, thanks! Say, can you sing that song of yours again?

Ballora: -confused- You want me to sing?

Toy Chica: Yeah!

Ballora: -nervous blush- Why not ask Baby? She's a much better singer than I am.

Toy Chica: Because you need to be more confident in yourself, and I can't find her fast enough! Now sing!

Ballora: O--Okay? -starts her music box- Why do you hide inside your walls~?

Toy Chica: Great! I'll be right back! -gets up and runs away- I'll be right back!

Ballora: -more confusion- When there is music in my halls~?

[-the sound of destruction grows near-]

Ballora: -pauses, then nervously continues- All I see is an empty room~. No more joy, an empty to--

[-the nearby wall is destroyed, revealing the (buff) Puppet Master staring at her with smoldering intensity-]

Puppet Master: -rushes at her-

Ballora: -terrified screaming- Wait, no!

[Later...]

Puppet Master: -cuddling Ballora in his arms-

Ballora: -a blushing mess- 

Puppet Master: What's wrong, little squish~?

Ballora: -unintelligible babbling-

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