Mangle stared at Chica, slack-jawed. "What do you even mean?" She said slowly and carefully. What is Toychi thinking!?
Chica's eyes narrowed with excitement. "We. Should. GO. OUTSIDE."
"I can't! I hate my life here, but I can't leave it! I'll die and you will too. It's... It's not okay, but it's ALL I have. I can't even imagine being... Outside..."
Chica stepped towards her, preying on her hatred for Fazbear Entertainment. "You know what outside is like. Your very first memory... Can you feel it?"
"... Y-Yes?" Mangle mumbled softly, as she tried very hard to keep the feeling alive. Driving down an open road on a sunny day, feeling the wind.
"The wind. It's wonderful..." Chica smiled at these words and placed her hand on Mangle's shoulder. Her plan was working.
"So are you coming?" She murmured sweetly into entranced Mangle's ear.
"Let me think about it first... The wind... It's gone?" The wind left as sudden as it came. It wasn't real but Chica made even Mangle wildest dreams real.
Like leaving Freddy's for good.