It had been a boring day at Freddy's. Same as any day. Life is pain, kids! Then, you walked into the breakroom... and there he was. Your manager, Ralph, had... gathered a bunch of plushies from the prize counter, and had made some kind of nest? He was just... sleeping in the corner, curled up like a cat, in a heap of softness. What the hell? And... there was a low rumbling sound- holy shit, he was purring. He could purr? You'd always noticed he had a phone for a head, but THIS? What the hell was he?