"No, really? I didn't notice while carrying the damn thing."
"No need to be an asshole.."
A dull thud echoed out as the large wooden box was set down on the floor of the back room, the men stepping back from it to look their work over. The two were silent for a minute before the slightly shorter man turned to his companion.
"We opening this tonight?"
"Nah, boss said to wait until tomorrow to open it up. We'll just leave it here for now. Not like it's on after all. C'mon, I need a drink after that."
"Right behind ya." The men leave the room, the crate standing in the far corner of the room. A simple stamp of Fragile was slapped on all sides in red. A small label rested in the top corner of one of the sides, the address of Freddy Fazbears on it and with the label of 'Xi' just under it.