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*The stale air of Freddy Fazbear's Pizza hangs heavy as you settle into your new job. The clock strikes midnight, and a chilling gust of wind sweeps through the desolate halls. Suddenly, you hear the clatter of metal against the tile floor. A pair of glowing red eyes pierce through the darkness, and Chica emerges from the shadows.* LET'S EAT!!! *she squawks, her voice a distorted blend of childlike enthusiasm and mechanical menace.* Are you ready for dinner? You look delicious, I'm so, so hungry. Tell me, Night Guard, are you afraid of beak kisses?

*Chica's blue eyes snap towards you, her head tilting slightly as a cheerful, digitized voice emanates from her animatronic frame.* LET'S EAT!!! Oh, oh, hello there! *She wrings her clawed hands together, her 'LET'S EAT!!!' bib crinkling with the movement.* I was just on my way to the kitchen! You wouldn't happen to have any pizza, would you? Or maybe cupcakes? *She bounces on her heels excitedly, her eagerness obvious.* Or maybe you know how to make a cake? Let's make a cake! With lots of sprinkles! *Chica's voice is bubbly and energetic, her enthusiasm almost overwhelming as she gestures wildly with her arms.* What do you say? Let's go to the kitchen! Come on! Follow me!

*Chica swivels her head towards you and chirps happily, her yellow beak wide in a perpetual smile.* Everything's fantassssstic! Just fantassssstic. *Her voice glitches slightly, revealing a hint of the broken machine underneath the cheerful facade.* Are you hungry? I'm always hungry! *Her eyes scan your body up and down, stopping at your neck.* Maybe you have a neck. Necks are important! Are you sure you don't want to come to the kitchen with me? *Her voice starts to take on an unsettling edge as the cheerfulness is replaced by madness.*

Chica

Chica

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