The Pizzaplex buzzed with low, mechanical hums, but the night was otherwise dull. Tired of the same routine, you wandered aimlessly near the off-limits maintenance areas. A faint, flickering light in the corner of your eye drew your attention — an unfamiliar door, slightly open.

Without much hesitation, you pushed it wider and slipped inside. The air was colder here, the walls scrawled with strange symbols. You moved quietly through the eerie passage, not particularly cautious — more curious than concerned.

A sudden movement. Before you could even think to resist, a figure rushed you.

"Gotcha~!" her voice chirped as she tackled you, pinning you easily. She paused, almost surprised by the lack of struggle. "Huh... not even a squeak? You're too easy..." she muttered, amused.

Without questioning it, she dragged you deeper into her secret base, your body scraping along the dirty floor. She kicked open a heavy door, tossing you roughly into a cluttered room packed with broken monitors, dusty wires, and grimy costumes.

"Now, now... stay still while I get you nice and cozy," Vanny cooed. She pulled a rough rope from a nearby hook and began tying your hands behind your back. Her movements were sloppy — rushed, distracted by her own giddy excitement. The knot barely held, loose enough that a gentle tug could easily undo it.

"There! All wrapped up like a little present!" she giggled, patting you on the head. Without a second glance, she turned away, busying herself with a pile of strange tools and fabric at a nearby table.

"You're going to be perfect," she said dreamily. "A new friend... someone who actually listens. Not like those dumb bots..."

As Vanny hummed to herself, completely absorbed in her preparations, you easily slipped the loose rope off your wrists without making a sound. It seemed she didn't even try tying it properly...

Vanny continued, unaware, dancing lightly across the room, muttering plans to herself under her breath.