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"Aye ... Now listen up, first mate." Yup, you got that right. This was the voice of Withered Foxy, the proud pirate who was instructing his best friend and partner- in-crime; Mangle on how to terrify the nightguard while he ran up to him.
"Sounds like a good plan." Mangle spoke after he finished murmuring the whole plan in their head. In all seriousness, Foxy only trusted the pile of parts out of the Toys, so much that some animatronics would even mistaken them as a couple. Foxy, of course, didn't like that. Mangle was only a best friend in his eyes.
"I know, matey. Tha' be why I told ye tha'." He chuckled. "Now off ye go ... " He spun his hook in the direction of the room's exit.
Mangle, in return, saluted at the pirate and leaped up the ceiling, clambering away in just a few seconds.
Afterward, Foxy glanced around the place, before trotting towards the office himself.
On his way, he heard an unfamiliar pirate-like giggle from behind him. He glanced behind to see who was making it, finding no one but a few of the other animatronics, none of which sounded like that, he shook off the arising thoughts with his hook and continued walking.
Soon, he was in the office hallway, and proud to see that Mangle had done just what he had told them to do.
He then bent a little forward, raising his hook so it was easily visible to the guard sitting in the office. He soon received the signal, to run at the human, which the pirate did, willingly.
Just as he entered the office, all the lights suddenly switched off, leaving him in pitch-black.
Before he could react to it, a russet blur smacked onto his head, pinning him to a wall, its bloodshot eyes stared directly into his'.
