((Sure. I'll make a night guard soon.))
Foxy
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The animatronic sat in the curtains, waiting. They had taken down the 'out of order' sign, but now he had to be under supervision when out. He sat, knees to his chest as he waited in silence, thinking about the night guards. Now he regretted what he had done to the past night guards. He poked his head out of the curtains, looking around before hiding once again when a worker passed by.



