(W.I.P)

Toy Chica sat on the stage, recollecting her own thoughts into pools and puddles. The dim lit room allowed for only her slight yellow plastic shine and the outlines of chairs to be visible. She looked up as the sound of a quiet scratch in the room caught her attention. Toy Chica silently slid her beak off, readying herself for anything.

A large, white and pink head slid down from above, smiling at the smaller yellow animatronic. Toy Chica immediately recognized the disassembled figure hanging from the ceiling as Mangle. Mangle's secondary endo-skeletal head crept out from behind him, and Mangle began to speak slowly, "I am... very sorry if I scared you, Toy Chica."

Toy Chica winced momentarily, but did her best to not appear as rude. Before she died, Toy Chica had never liked the clownish appearance that Mangle seemed to have. She replied, "What do you need, Mangle?"

The mangled animatronic lowered down, until he was sitting atop his meshed body next to Toy Chica. "You seemed lonely," the endo-skeleton head said quietly, while the pink and white head stared sympathetically at Toy Chica.

Toy Chica stared at Mangle's strange orientation. His true head was merely a costume for the endo-skeleton and could not move without it. The separated endo-head was where Mangle's voice came from. Toy Chica sighed, "It is a Sunday... there's nothing to do... the children don't come on the weekends. I suppose that would be a good thing for you, Mangle."

Mangle paused for a moment, then he replied, "Where are Toy Freddy and Toy Bonnie? I'm sure at least the Balloon Boy would be around..."

Toy Chica shook her head. "No. They're in the kitchen. I... don't want to join them. Not right now, at least. I just needed some me time. Why did you come, Mangle?"

"I already told you."

"No, the real reason why you are here. You normally stay in Kid's Cove...," Toy Chica paused before adding another thought, "I had always assumed that it was because of your experience with the children."

Mangle's endo-head made a makeshift smile. "We were children once."

Toy Chica closed her eyes at the painful memories... of when she was alive. When Mangle was alive. When Toy Freddy and Toy Bonnie were alive. They were all happy, and it was stolen.

She opened her eyes again, but when she looked to her side at where Mangle had been, he wasn't there. There was just a blank and empty space...