Don't wanna start a fight, we're not so scary in the day light...

It looks like me and Cheryl both made some very poor career choices in taking a job as a night guard at a certain establishment with singing robotic animals... Well, at least we'll be together... forever.

But what is that I spy with my robotic eye? I think there's some flesh inside the new guy.

Art by Acidiic
Cheryl belongs to cheryllatrans
Angel belongs to me
FNaF belongs to it's creator.