"There is very interesting information that I have just collected." Gregory's footsteps were fast-paced as he and the little girl traversed through the Pizzaplex. (Y/n) found it a little strange how he seemed to be acquainted with the Pizzaplex and its twisted labyrinth of halls and rooms so well, like he knew the place like the back of his hand. The excited spark in his eyes never seemed to falter as his steps became more and more hurried.
"All robots obviously have parts. But the Glamrock animatronics' are unique in the fact that parts all seem to be connected," Gregory said with that mysterious smile on his face. The girl looked at him confused. He began to elaborate further. "For example, Freddy's arm can fit onto Chica if placed correctly, vice versa."
The girl could only nod with a disturbed expression. She imagined Freddy with Chica's head, and it was uncanny. It made her a uncomfortable at the thought of stealing from another to use on someone else. This didn't seem right. They were fixing Freddy with the other animatronics' parts? That seemed insane. They'd been running from those animatronics for the entire night and now they are going to face them, what if they get hurt? What if this plan doesn't work at all?
Gregory sharply caught onto her hesitation. He frowned at the fearful look in her eyes. "You want to fix Freddy, right?"
The girl nodded eagerly. But if only there were other options. This plan could go wrong in so many ways.
"Then this is the only way," Gregory's response was harsh. Sure, she was terrified of the animatronics, but she didn't want to hurt them. She thought of the wails of Sun when he saw his broken eye. This was wrong, but Gregory saw this as the only option, and she doesn't have any better ideas. There really were no questions that could be asked that haven't already been answered.
They walked through the eerily empty halls of the Pizzaplex. It was strange to see the Pizzaplex in such a state, weren't there at least some security bots? Where are they? The girl felt a nervous lump build in her chest as the boy didn't seem to hesitate at all when he entered new places. Just what was he up to when he was gone? Did he explore this place in her absence?
"Chica is the first. I have done a little bit of studying and I found some files on her," Gregory led her into the corridor-like basement of the Pizzaplex. The girl had been in here before and almost got lost, but the boy didn't seem confused on where the destination was. They passed doors and doors that connected the entire Pizzaplex together. It was still damp and dark here. She thought about his plan, Chica was going to be destroyed, it felt wrong and bad to do such a thing. But if it was for saving Freddy, then what other option did they have? "Her voice box is what we want."
They now were at the location that Gregory had in mind. His voice rang out and echoed in the spacious area as observed the dark place with a calcutive gaze. "There are many little voice-activated locks around the private areas of the Pizzaplex. There have been cases reported where Chica would be mysteriously found behind such doors."
They were in a large kitchen. Actually, the same one that the girl had made pizza in to lure Chica away, the memory gave her shivers on how the chicken tore apart that poor robot. Her eyes lit up with recognition as she saw all the pizza-making machines that she used. "Chica is not allowed to sing in concerts because of her unique... ability. It's no doubt that her voice can allow us to enter places where we don't usually have access to."
The girl thought about it, and he was right. She didn't see Chica sing at all at the concert like the other animatronics did, she only played her guitar. (Y/n) couldn't help but feel bad for the chicken. She could imagine being the odd one out compared to the other robots around. There was also the fact Gregory wanted to unlock some secret places, but it seemed far-fetched. If those places were locked, why feel the need to unlock them? Wouldn't they only get in trouble?
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