"I always come back"
William Afton
"Someone is inside, We always find a way inside, *gasp* We have to leave now.....She's watching us"
bidybabs
"I was the first, I have seen everything!"
chica
“These are strange circumstances that have brought us together”
ballora
"You blinked!"
funtime bonnie
"Hooo hooo hooo! Helloooo! New friend! You're sure up late! Are we having a slumber party? Where are all your friends? We can finger paint, tell stories, drink Fizzy Faz until our heads ex-PLODE and stay up all night! There is only one rule: keep the lights on. ON. On..."
sunrise
"I-I know you're over there so-o-omewhere!"
funtime freddy
"When you wake up, just remember: Friends are FOREVER"
freddy
"Don't get distracted!"
funtime chica
pigpatch
"Naughty boy... Naughty boy... It's past your bedtime You must be punished! Nighty-night~...."
moondrop
"IT SEEMS YOU COULDN'T MAKE IT TO MY SHOW, SO I BROUGHT THE SHOW TO YOU!"
funtime foxy
"It's not my fault! I have these fat, plastic fingers and I can't press the buttons!"
toy freddy
"Don't you hate gettin' killed by obscure secondary characters?"
nedd bear
"Now is my time to shine"
orville
“Sssshhh, be still and quiet. You’ve been sleeping for quite a while. I think they noticed that you never left the building last night. The cameras were searching for you, but they couldn’t find you. I have you hidden too well.....I kidnapped you. Don’t be afraid, I’m not going to hurt you. I’m only going to keep you for a little while. Try not to wiggle, though. You’re inside something that came from my old pizzeria. I don’t think it was ever used, at least not the way it was meant to be used. Too dangerous. It’s just big enough for one person to fit inside, but just barely”
circus baby
"Seeing you powerless is like music to me"
puppet
"What is this new prison? is it me trapped, or is it you? Perhaps, it's us both"
bonnie
"Everyone underestimates me, but then they turn their back and I'm like BOO!"
happy frog
“My friend, you have met a terrible, terrible demise. But, uh, you know, I-I don’t feel too bad about it. After all, if- if it weren’t from me, it would have just been from someone else, ya know? I guess what I’m trying to say is life, life goes on. W- well, from- for everyone else, life goes on. Not- not for you, you’re, you're dead. But that’s neither here nor there. It reminds me of one summer day in the park, I was having just a delightful picnic with my good friend Orville. And I said to him, I said, “Orville, I-I have a story,” And he said to me, “What’s the significance of the story?” I said to him “Orville, not every story has to have significance, ya know? Sometimes uhh, you know, sometimes a story is just a story. You try to read into every little thing and find meaning in everything anyone says, you’ll just drive yourself crazy. Had a friend do it once - wasn’t pretty - we talked about it for years. And-and not only that, but, you’ll likely end up believin' something you shouldn’t believe or thinkin' something you shouldn’t think o-o-or assumin' something you shouldn’t assume, ya know? "Sometimes," I said, "a-a-a story is- is just a story, so just be quiet for one second of your life and eat your sandwich, okay?" Of course, it was only then I realized I made sandwiches and, poor Orville was having such difficulty eating it! Elephants have those clumsy hands, ya know? A-Actually, I-I suppose that’s the problem; they don’t have hands at all, do they? They've, they’re all feet! A-an I-I couldn’t imagine someone asking me to eat a sandwich with my feet. Now, if I recall correctly there was a bakery nearby. I- I said to him “Orville, l-let me go get you some rye bread.” Now, I-I’m unsure if elephants enjoy rye bread, but I assure you that Orville does. Now this was on a Tuesday which was good because rye bread was always fresh on Tuesday. They made sourdough on Monday and threw it out Wednesday. O-or rather they sold it at a discount for people wantin' to feed the ducks and then, probably at the end of the day finally they threw it all out, I-I don't recall. I do remember a man who would being his son to the bakery every Wednesday, and-and go feed the ducks. He would buy all of the sourdough bread. Of course, you know, you’re not supposed to feed the ducks sourdough bread at all. It swells up in their stomach and then they all die. At, ah, at least, at least that’s what I’ve heard. Ya know, I never saw any ducks die myself, but I did notice a substantial decrease in duck population over the course of a few years. I just never thought to stop the man and tell him he was killing the ducks by feeding them sourdough bread! And if you want my opinion on the matter, heh, and I told Orville this as well: if you wanna feed ducks or birds or any kind for that matter, especially buy seed. I mean, when you think about it, breads of any sort don’t occur in nature. They don’t grow on trees or spring up from the bushes! I don’t think birds know what to do with bread. What was I saying? Oh, oh yes yes. So I bought Orville some rye bread. What a fine day it was.........."
MR.hippo
"Watch out for the hook, unless ye be wanting to gout your eye!"
foxy
"This almost makes me yearn for the days of the Kids Cove! Never again"
toy foxy
"You won't get tired of dying, will you?"
toy chica
"This game of cat-and-person is delicious"
toy bonnie
"I am always watching you, you will never escape me, not after what you did to me...........US"
fixed ennard