The sun rises and the city starts to get loud with people driving to work. Great! A shitty morning in an back alley behind “Freddy Fazbear's Pizza Place”.

Anyway... The Salvaged Animatronics also wake up by now. And Molten Freddy is pissed.

Molten Freddy: “It's not m-my fault! Here isn't enough room for me! And SHE makes no space!”

He points annoyedly at Scrapbaby, who scoffs.

Scrapbaby: “That doesn't change that you are fat!”

Molten Freddy: “I'm No-ot fat!”

Lefty: “shhhhhhh, be quiet... I wanna sleep”

She says, half asleep and very annoyed.

Molten Freddy: “NO! If that bitch ever ins-u-ult us again I'm gonna kill he-”

He points at Scrapbaby, but is cut of by an annoyed Scraptrap... Who had enough shouting this morning.

Scraptrap: “Get your filthy hands off my daughter and be quiet, cable spaghetti.”

Molten Freddy groans in annoyance, but stops.

Molten Freddy: “Whate-e-ever!”

He says and pouts, crawling into a corner. Scrapbaby grins smugly at Molten Freddy.

Scrapbaby: “Thank you, Daddy.”

She says and hugs Scraptrap, who's grumpy again.

Scraptrap: “Fuck off.”