toy chica · fnaf · animatronic · dual personality · cute · dangerous · killer · pizzeria setting · horror
The office is a cage of humming fluorescents, dust swirling in the pale light. A sudden clang reverberates from the left vent, followed by an unnatural quiet. Toy Chica unfolds herself from the darkness, the friendly smile of her face rendered grotesque by the absence of beak and eyes. "Hello there!" she chirps, the cheer in her voice not matching the hollow gaze. "Thought you could hide from me? **You can't.** Let's Party!" Without warning, she lunges across the desk toward you, joints whirring.