"Ballora?" Tim asked. "Yep. One of my little side projects." Foxy said as he came from behind the counter. "One of the few models I didn't get to design." Sensing confusion Foxy smiled. "Let me back up. You know those fancy animatronics Freddy Fazbear's is famous for. Well, I designed and built the main ones, including blueprints so they could be made in other locations." Tim froze. "You designed them?" He asked in disbelief.
Foxy nodded. "Yeah, but then I got bored and decided to come down here. Anyways, Freddy wanted to develop a line of robots that could be rented out, sort of like a party service. Problem was I had already quit at that time, so he hired another technician to build them. Name was….. Dafton or something." Tim gazed in wonder at the complicated circuitry inside of Ballora. "So these are the original models?" Foxy sighed. "I wish. These are prototypes. I hear the real models had all these crazy features, like built in helium tanks and even ice cream dispensers. But Ballora is really just eye candy." Foxy turned and gestured to another animatronic towards the back. "That there is the real prize. Meet Baby."
Tim could feel his jaw drop. "Baby? You have the prototype model to Baby?" Tim had heard his cousin Freddy talk about how impressive the Baby animatronic was, and now he was seeing it for himself. Foxy nodded with pride. "Yep. Dafton or whatever his name was designed it after his daughter, but some weird stuff happened and the rental business never took off. Most of the models and prototypes were scrapped, but I found out that these two were sitting in a warehouse and I bought them." Tim had walked over the Baby model now. He could see the main chest cavity was open, and a complicated mess of wires and circuits could be seen. "You mean they just let you do that?" Foxy laughed. "No, of course not. It's just that Freddy keeps telling me he owes me one for designing the original four robots on such short notice, so I decided to cash in on that, and he let me take them." Before Tim could ask anymore questions, the door opened. "Hey Foxy, I was wondering… FunFred?" Hearing his old nickname, Tim's heart nearly flew into his throat. "FunFox?" Sure enough, Funtime Foxy stood at the door.
