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"..." he was quiet.
"What? ..Are you not going through with this?" the other figure clenched his fist. His calm demeanor quickly started fading away, revealing his outrage. He stared down at the other, who seemed to be thinking as he looked at the two animatronics they had previously tied up.
"I mean, how so?" His eyes went back to him, "Are we going to take our time?" he asked, "..or are we gonna make it quick?" he continued, frowning at the second option. Shadow was baffled, thinking Goldie was horrified of what he had said earlier.
He relaxed his fists, returning to a poised state. "Whatever you want!" he said while forcing a smile.
"Oh no, you don't need to project your fake, little persona onto me!" Goldie said, completely disregarding the statement the other had said, "I know exactly how you want to feel.." he added, his tone shifting, looking at one of the tied up robots.
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"HELLOO!?—" a childlike robot voice called out, "FREDDY!?" she called again.
"..shit," his eyes widened, "who is that?" he worryingly looked over at the smaller figure.
"Toy Chica," he sighed, while having a similar reaction to Shadow, "and presumably, Mike or the others are with her." right after he made his assumption, the other had grabbed him. "Wait—shouldn't we take them!?—" he whispered loudly.
"There's no time," he replied, "we need to go." Now, they were out of earshot in a small storage area in the basement,
"Where will we go?!" he worryingly yelled, "..D-Do you even have a plan?!"
"Of course I do!" he said in response to Goldie, "I also have a place outside of here."
"..outside?" Goldie had questioned.
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