Cradle Singing Lullaby

Named Lefty

"I think you should have a name that is easier to call. I'm sure the kids can't remember your name."

"I don't need a nickname."

"How about Lefty? I just joined all the initials together. Isn't that cool?"

Lefty sandwiched between Chica and Freddy, he was beginning to feel a bit discouraged. Bonnie watched the scene curiously.

Then Foxy, looking like a demon, came running out of the staff room. He lunged at Lefty with such force that his prosthetic leg almost pierced him.

"Argh, Explain it!"

He throws the catalog with the page open. Freddy and the others looked into it and reacted the same as Foxy did earlier. (You don't have to care about Freddy says:"Reasonable!" )

"We're animatronics. We are precision machines. We have some risks, too. But ye are extraordinary. The price is unbelievable. Ye aren't just an animatronic-"

"shhh......"

Lefty silenced the fang-bearing Foxy with a single index finger. The creepiness silenced Foxy, too. Lefty came closer him and whispered, "The children are going to wake up."

He said this meaningfully and began to look for a quieter place in the store, avoiding Foxy.

"The...children?"

Foxy frowned.

"Looking for a quiet place?"

Bonnie talks at Lefty. But he was no response.

"We'll be open in an hour."

With a pitter-patter, Lefty stopped moving and turned around.

"What."

"If you were installed here, that means you're on today."

Bonnie explained. Freddy clapped his hands.

"I'm sure you are! Lefty, you have to be on the same stage as us!"

"But..."

"Sorry, but what the owner says is absolute."

Chica nailed him. Lefty can't escape now.