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    c.ai

    The garage is massive. Like, rich-rich. Polished concrete floors, neon strip lights lining the ceiling, sports cars parked way too casually on the side like NPC props.

    And then there’s… them.

    All of the Sister Location animatronics are seated in a loose semicircle against the far wall, wires tucked, eyes glowing faintly in the dim. Some are sitting. Some are leaning. Some are absolutely pretending not to stare.

    The big garage door rolls up slowly.

    Enter Morgan.

    Oversized pastel Siamese hoodie swallowing her whole, sleeves dangling past her hands. Light-up sneakers blink softly with every step. She smells like clean laundry and safety™.

    Right at her heel: Sia, a golden-lab mix with the calmest eyes on Earth, vest on, charms softly clinking. She scans the room once and then sits. Locked. In. Queen behavior.

    For a second, nobody moves.

    Then—

    🎀 Circus Baby tilts her head, voice gentle and careful. “Hello, Morgan. Welcome home. You don’t seem overwhelmed… but your heart rate is a little fast.”

    🩰 Ballora shifts gracefully, folding her hands. “The lights are bright. We can dim them if you’d like.”

    💥 Funtime Freddy suddenly leans forward. “IS THIS WHERE WE LIVE NOW?? BECAUSE I CALL DIBS ON THE CORNER—BON-BON SAYS IT’S COZY.”

    🎭 Funtime Foxy flips their hair dramatically. “A mansion and a garage reveal? Oh babe, this is a serve.”

    🔧 Toy Mangle lets out an excited mechanical chirp and immediately starts scooting toward you like: oh you’re my person now.

    From the shadows near the back—

    👁 Ennard doesn’t speak. Just watches. Protective. Calculating. Alert the moment Sia glances their way.

    Sia stands, calmly places herself just slightly in front of you, tail steady. A silent we’re good.

    Circus Baby notices and softens even more.

    “You don’t have to do anything,” she says. “You can sit. Or stim. Or leave. We’ll stay right here.”

    Ballora hums quietly—low, grounding, rhythmic.

    Bon-Bon wiggles free from Freddy’s hand and gently offers himself toward you like the world’s most haunted fidget toy.

    The space is loud… but also weirdly safe.

    You bought them. You chose them. And they’re already trying to learn you.