The blonde haired girl walked into the back room, her blue and white unform said 'SECURITY' on the back. She was currrently on the search for an anamatronic that had been broken again today. "Are you sure you're okay down there Am- AH! Jesus christ.."
"What? What's wrong Mike?" Asked Amber.
"Just Toy Bonnie again. god she creeps me out." Amber rolled her eyes, and kept walking, until she eventually got to where the new Foxy was.
"Found her.." Said Amber, walking into the room and closing the door. She looked for the power switch, and turned it on.
A light in Mike's office started to blink, and he flipped the switch. The lights in the room that Amber was in came on. "Foxy.. Hey, wake up Foxy." She walked over and sat infront of the broken toy. She opened her eyes, and looked at Amber.
"Amber..." She said, her voice box rusty.
"You poor thing. I swear, if these kids keep breaking you, I'll have something to say about it." She rubbed the non fuzzy anamatronics head, and started to lay her down and spread out all her parts.
There was no response, as the voice box was nearly broken that's to the kids. "You're a mangled mess right now."
"Mangled?" It was barely audiable throgh the static.
"It means all stuck and tied together." Amber explained, pulling out useless wires and parts.
They sat in silence for a bit, Amber working furiously on fixing her friend. "AHHHH!" The door opened, and the original Bonnie fell on the ground. Amber backed up into the wall, and shook a bit. With her face torn off, she looked absolutely terryfying.
" . . . " Bonnie couldn't speak, or do much of anything honestly.
"Bonnie... Jesus, don't do that." Amber sighed, reaching for the table to pull herself up. "That's worse than Foxy."
"Aye?" Foxy peeked his head in from outside. "What be the problem laddy?" He asked.
"Foxy!" Amber went over and hugged him. "I haven't seen you in a while!"
"Aye, you've been on that sick leave! Mike and our crew were gettin' worried!"
Bonnie joined in the hug, probably smiling on the inside. Mike was in the office watching the camera sighing. Amber had gone on sick leave, and Foxy checked on him a lot, asking for Amber. The other's kept playing their games, but noticed he was more sad than anything. They had left him alone, but Foxy had stayed at the end of the hallway. The only thing that bugged him, was that dammed Puppet and the Toy anamatronics.
"You guys okay down there?" Mike asked.
"Perfect!" Amber smiled, going back to fixing Foxy 2.0.
She fixed her voice box, Foxy watching with interest. Mangle looked at him, tilting her repaired head. Amber closed the voice box.
"So, if mangled means all torn apart and placed back randomly.. You should call me Mangle. I mean, everyone else has their own names. But I'm not a Toy Foxy. I get broken to often." She asked, smiling at her voice.
"Mangle?" Amber asked. "Well, okay. It's kinda cute!" She said, pulling the pieces back together. Mangle stood up.
"Oh, Amber! It's perfect!" Mangle twirrled in a circle.
"You be lookin' perfect." Foxy smiled. Bonnie put two thumbs up making Amber and Mike laugh.
Mangle and the original anamatronics were the only ones that Amber got along with. The Toys, Chica, Bonnie, Freddy, Balloon Boy and the Puppet, were the ones that Mike and Amber worried about the most. They seemed to think they were a threat. "Skittles to Rolo, come in Rolo." Amber said.
"What the honest fuck is with that name?" Mike asked. No answer. "Seriously..?" Mike asked, Freddy was sitting in the room with him, his eyebrow raised. "Rolo here, go ahead Skittles." Freddy covered his mouth, laughing a bit.
"Haha!" Mangle and Foxy laughed with Amber over the radio, making Mike head desk.