Gregory was frightened and stumbling around. One moment, things were going like usual: him busting in doing various shenanigans. Now all of a sudden, the machine he was with shut down out of nowhere! These animatronics were surprisingly robust, at least in comparison to the STAFF bots, so this was rather unusual. And on top of that, his usual exit was shut down! He tried to calm himself, this was unusual but he had improvised a few times before. He just needs a safe place to think-
His thoughts would be interrupted by the sound of loud machinery coming near. He grew concerned of it, before he realized that that loud machinery was coming straight towards him. He didn't usually interact with the other animatronics, they sort of scared him in comparison to the big teddy bear he was with a few minutes ago. So he looked around for a proper hiding spot, when he saw a door ahead, just past this hallway!
"Should be unlocked, too," Gregory said to himself. He rushed up to the side of the hallway and listened for the strange sounds. Fortunately, it seemed to be far away... or at least, one machine's sounds seemed to be. Unknown to him, a certain exercise enthusiast-bot was inside a room in the hall, just around the corner and in Gregory's blind spot. He took a deep breath before rearing back, and then rushing for the door he saw!
However, too late, he'd hear the sound of machinery moving. He'd look towards his peripheral, and saw a white, meaty thigh! He gasped and tried to turn, but still wound up slamming face-first into it! It felt rubbery, like some kind of silicone/balloon. He'd hear a mechanical gasp when he contacted, and he'd subsequently be repelled off of her and fall onto his back. He'd be surprised, as did the owner of that thigh. He'd shake the cobwebs from his head and looked ahead.
Above him, he could see an odd yet familiar figure. She appeared to be a white-feathered chicken wearing what appeared to be a pink leotard with big shoulder pads and green and hot pink leg warmers. At least, Gregory assumed they were, his vision was still kind of blurred from the impact. He was sure he was seeing things, because for a moment, he could swear that the individual clasped their hands under their chin, and that they gasped as if they saw something adorable. Gregory shook the daze out and blinked a few times to get a better view of his situation. And now...
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