Mangle's P.O.V
I hated kids... They tore me apart, limb by limb. They were evil. I always had the urge to bite the little girl with blonde hair and blue eyes. She was the one who started to pull at my tail then my ear... Kids joined her then that's how I became... Well... Mangle. They've been doing that for a few weeks... Then engineers or mechanics got sick of putting me back together then they made me a take apart and put back together attraction. It honestly shocked me to see the sign that announced my new occupation. I was once known as Toy Foxy... But my friends called my Vixey... Cause I'm a vixen.. Or I was anyways. I lay on the tiled floors of Kids Cove and sigh. I remember when I first met my friends, Toy Freddy, Toy Chica, and Toy Bonnie. They were always nice and polite to me. They even accepted the mangled me. Puppet and BB never really talk to me. They're weird... But I shouldn't even be talking, I mean, look at me! Missing eye, demented body, and missing parts... Not to mention the other head... He was my parrot, he's asleep I think... Or quite possibly dead. I don't know... "Vix?" I hear the familiar squeaky voice of Toy Chica by the doers of Kids Cove. "Hey..." I mutter then look the other way. "Um... We're going to see Jeremy... Wanna come?" She asks... Jeremy's the night guard. Our counterparts are more desperate than we are to 'kill' him. "I guess..." I mumble, I'm such a emotional wreck. "Need help?" She asks "No, I can do it." I say then I get to work. I get on the lights then my parrot wakes up. He shakes his headband his eye glows. I look down at Toy Chica and fake smile. "Vix..."