"MURDER?!"

"Wha- SHHHH, Marion keep your voice down!" Ennard whispered loudly.

Marionette clasped a hand over his mouth and nodded slightly. "You mean... we make it seem like an accident?"

"Exactly. But we might have to wait longer than expected, I don't want them to catch on too soon, it'd ruin the fun." Ennard replied, smirking evily.

Marion just gave an odd stare to Ennard, he had truly lost it. But what could he do now? Ennard was very persuasive when it came to things like this. Suddenly a thought came to mind. "What...what about Ballora?"

Ennard froze, his "brain" trying to compute what the puppet had just said to him. "What about her?"

"What if she finds out?"

".....well if Ballora finds out then I guess I could get the last piece of my body back. Yeah."

Marion nodded. "Speaking of which what parts are you missing exactly, better yet where are they located?"

Ennard, thought for a moment. "As you know FT Foxy had my other eye. FT Freddy possesses part of my voicebox, which would be predictable, I mean our voices are almost alike! Baby has a very important stomach piece and Ballora... she has some of my memory, though I doubt she has ever seen it before."

The marionette nodded slowly. "Okay.... well I think you should leave now, the joint opens in a couple hours."

"Oh okay."

Ennard began to walk out as he turned to face Marion one last time. "Hey buddy...."

Marion peeked his head up, halfway into his box. "Hm?"

"Uh, take care of yourself....bud."