(Heyyy, I know the Scraps' voices aren't typed as glitchy, just imagine that they're glitchy because I don't have enough time to type the glitches.)
Lefty remained inside the building, contemplating his life choices.
Molten Freddy was still laughing, of course.
Scrap Baby got tired of Molten's laughing. "You know, if you had a 'laugh box' it would've broken ages ago, with you laughing like that, creep."
"Why thank you," Molten said.
Scrap Baby rolled her eyes. "I hate this..." She muttered.
"Good!!" Molten was STILL Laughing.
Scrap Baby narrowed her eyes at him before looking away from him. Jerk. She thought.
There was another strange animatronic nearby, it was observing the Scraps earlier that day, and was still doing so. That animatronic decided not to speak to them, since it didn't want to start an argument, or something as such.
Lefty stood in front of a window, watching them, looking even more dead inside than usual.
Scrap Baby sighed and ignored Molten and his insane laughter, leaning against the wall. She looked at Lefty from the corner of her eye.
"What a party pooper.." Molten continued to laugh.
'I hate my life,' Lefty mouthed.
Scrap Baby rolled her eyes, as if saying, 'Don't we all?'
'At least you don't look like a lazy recolor.' Lefty mouthed again. He stuck his non-existent tongue out at her.
Scrap Baby held up her claw hand threateningly.
Lefty walked away from the window and out of sight as Scrap Baby put her claw hand back down.
Scrap Baby looked down.
Molten started talking with the female soul in it.
Scrap Baby looked at him as Lefty could be heard yelling, "SHUSH!!!"
Molten didn't pay any attention to Lefty, or Scrap Baby.
Scrap Baby pays more attention to Lefty's yelling than Molten talking to themselves, or himself, well, who knew which one it was?
"I've taken the liberty of kicking myself out until the pizzeria opens," Lefty says, walking into his alley.
"Uh, Okay." Scrap Baby simply said.
Lefty goes into low power mode, so he'd be aware of his surroundings.
Molten didn't really pay attention to anything, not even Clara talking.
This is awkward... Scrap Baby thought.
A few minutes of silence and/or arguing later, Chris's spirit came flying out of Molten and he landed face first into the concrete. Molten laughed.
Scrap Baby was silent, leaning against the wall. She was quite confused.
"What just happened?" Lefty asks, activating fully.
Scrap Baby stared at Chris in shock. "What. The. Actual. Heck."
Chris got up and stared at Molten. "Stop laughing!! That hurt..." Chris said, rubbing his nose. Molten laughed harder.
"Shush," Lefty growls, "No yelling. You'll wake her."
"Who?" Chris asked, raising an eyebrow.
Scrap Baby shrugged. "Might be Charlie."
"Only Henry Emily is authorized to know that. I am Lure, Encapsulate, Fuse, Transport and Extract, A.K.A., L.E.F.T.E. And you are?"
"We need to wake her up then..." Chris screamed as loud as he could as Lefty immediately jumpscared Chris.
Elizabeth's spirit emerged from Scrap Baby's body. "This'll be fun!" She screamed at the top of her lungs. "WAKE UP WAKE UP WAKE UP WAKE UP WAKE UP WAKE UP WAKE UP WAKE UP WAKE UP WAKE UP WAKE UP WAKE UP WAKE UP WAKE UP WAKE UP WAKE UP WAKE UP WAKE UP WAKE UP WAKE UP WAKE UP WAKE UP WAKE UP WAKE UP WAKE UP WAKE UP WAKE UP WAKE UP WAKE UP WAKE UP WAKE UP WAKE UP WAKE UP WAKE UP WAKE UP WAKE UP WAKE UP WAKE UP WAKE UP WAKE UP WAKE UP WAKE UP!" She shouted.
Lefty blinked. "Liz? Chris?"
"Yes?" Elizabeth smiled.
Chris stopped screaming when he heard his name. "huh?"
"I can talk again!" Lefty exclaimed. Apparently, Puppet, or Charlie, was speaking.
"Charlie?" Elizabeth questioned, just making sure it was her.
Lefty nodded. "Yeah!"
~~~
*cough cough* totally not listening to OR3O while writing this *cough cough*
~Gracie, who's DEFINITELY not listening to OR3O
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