Freddy: Shouldn't we wait for Golden Freddy first?
Foxy: Nah. Let's just get started.
-Freddy and Foxy made their way over to a table in the main room and Freddy laid down a large scroll.
Foxy: What's that?
Freddy: It's the plan. What else does it look like?
Foxy: Words. I can't read.
-Foxy looked oddly reluctant.
Freddy: I see you ALL THE TIME reading those girls' gossip magazines!
Foxy: What ma-magazines?
-Foxy looked to the left, which always meant one of three things: He was nervous, he was lying, or he had something really itchy on his backside. Probably a combination of all of those.
Freddy: Don't pretend like you don't know what I'm talking about. The magazines with the ladies' faces on them!
Foxy: Um...
-Foxy gave Freddy a "please spare me, my mind, my body, and my soul" look.
Foxy: Can we just get back to the plan thing?
Freddy: Fine. So, we start by telling Chica and Bonnie that it's time for them to sleep. You will stay in your cove, and I'll watch Bonnie and Chica. If anything goes wrong, offer Chica KFC to go back into the stage, and Bonnie, it varies. Just find something that he likes.
Foxy: Is Chica romantically involved with anyone?
Freddy: Did you hear anything I just said?
Foxy: Is she?
-Foxy was impossible to cooperate with. This added more to Freddy's bottled up frustration.
Freddy: Of course she isn't! How dare you even consider that a possibly that she could be with anyone!
Foxy: Just wondering.
Freddy: Mmmmmhm. So, like I was saying,
-Foxy looked the other direction, so Freddy whacked him in the head with his stick.
Foxy: Ow.
Freddy: We both make sure Bonnie and Chica do nothing, and if they do, offer them things they like. Capiche?
Foxy: Do you ship Bonnie and Chica?
Freddy: FOXY I SWEAR!!!
Foxy: Whaaattt?
-Chica came out of nowhere and crawled onto the table.
Chica: KFCCCCCCC!!!
-She then crawled away like nothing happened. What kind of pizzeria was Freddy raising? Honestly? Freddy dozed off, pondering his life decisions.
Foxy: Freddy? Freeeddyyyyyy?
Freddy: Did you hear anything I said?
Foxy: Yeah... Ummm... Follow the plan! Let's do it!
-Freddy gave Foxy an unamused look.
Freddy: Just take the plan.
Foxy: Okay I guess.
-It went silent for a second.
Freddy: There's no way to fail with that kind of plan.
