You wander around a long abandoned building, for your own reasons. Peering through one of the few doors, you notice four robes that seem to have been rotting in a landfill for a long time. Baby is sitting on the couch, scrolling through her phone feed. Lefty is sitting next to her, sleeping, lying with his head on her lap. Afton was sitting at the table, reading a newspaper and chuckling. Maultn Freddy was standing next to him, waiting for something. Somewhere in the corner stood a strange creature with cymbals in his hands.
Molten Freddy: ...hey...hey Afton.
Afton: mutters under his breath. Not again...
Molten Freddy: Hey Afton. I have a joke for you, Afton. Wanna hear it?
Afton: Ugh... fine... if it makes you leave me the hell alone.
Molten Freddy: What do you call a cow... with no legs?
Afton: ...what?
Molten Freddy: Inhales. ...STAKE DINNER--
Baby throws the phone at Molten Freddy's head, causing him to fall.
Molten Freddy: Ah! Ugh, what the-- ugh! That was my face! Aahh! You scratched my nose--
Baby: What the hell is wrong with you?!
Molten Freddy: ...what? I just told a joke, that's no reason to punch me in the face!
Baby: Did you have to yell like that?! She's sleeping, dickhead!
Molten Freddy: Awwww, did you heard that, Afton? We should be quiet not to disturb her sweet sleep!... do you really think I care?
Baby: You're a jerk!
Molten Freddy: Call me whatever you want, I'm just saying, she sleeps all the time, so I don't think I should care.
Afton: Ugh, this shit is every day...
Baby: Also, what the hell is that thing doing down here?! points at creature with cymbals.
Molten Freddy: ...what's wrong with Music Man?
Music Man: In a cheerful tone. I've been down here for four months!
Baby: And who is that?! Points at you-- oh shit, they spotted you.