It was another normal day for the crew as they played their songs for the laughing children. They were all smiling and having a blast, but not Foxy who was in pirate cove. Even with an out of order sign placed on the front, kids would still come in and look at Foxy.

He became more of a beat up animatronic who sat motionless until the night guard came in. At 12, he was able to finally move around. Well, he could move if he wanted to, but he didn't want to scare any of the kids that came into the cove. Even if they hurt him.

Freddy, Chica and Bonnie always had the stage, but they too were dirty. A lot of kids broke the no touching rule, which led to pizza stains on their fur, some damage here and there. Oh the things they would do to be able to hold a child again.

The day came to an end and the cleaning crew started their jobs. Washing the tables, floors, bathrooms, even the windows.

The place was closing down for a week due to vacation. The only person that would be in, was Mike Schmidt. He was usually a night time guard, but the boss had offered him a $500 pay to live there for the week.

With constant power, how could he deny? Not like he had anything else to be doing anyways. Besides, free pizza!

Foxy yawned, his jaw clanking. 'Dang thing..' He thought getting up and looking at his pirate ship. The small clock on the side of it read 12:07. He smiled and went to open the curtains when he heard a small voice. "What in the seven seas?" He asked, walking over to his ship.

At the top, was a little girl. "Arg! Set sail!" She called out. Foxy was shocked. A kid was in his cove! HIS COVE!

His tail wagged, as he watched the little girl play with the wheel, turning it in both directions. She noticed Foxy, and backed up as he started to walk forwards.

Freddy stood on the stage. He sighed, before sitting down and leaning against the wall. His joints were killing him.

"Man, this job gets so hectic sometimes." Freddy said, pulling a pepperoni off of his hat. "Ew..."

"You're telling me!" Chica said, sighing. "I feel so gross!"

"We should really ask Mike to wash us up." Bonnie said. Chica and Freddy glared. "What?"

"Not you. THAT." Chica pointed to the front doors. It was covered up with a giant chart of rules. Paper and cardboard covered the windows, so no one could peek inside.

Mike made his way out to the main stage, looking at the group. "Ew." He said.

"Tell me about it." Freddy said.

"Where's the Captain?" Mike asked.

"Not out yet, I guess." Bonnie said, looking at the cove.

Inside the pirate ship, the young girl had talked to Foxy. They were playing a game together, when Mike walked in.

"Holy hell with a hand grande! Is that a kid?!" This of course made the others come in. "Foxy, are you smuggling kids now? That's not cool man." Mike continued.

"No! She was in me cove when I woke up. I uh... I don't know what to do with the lass." He looked at the small blonde girl. She blushed a bit, her brown eyes looking away from everyone. She was wearing a small white dress, and black boots.

"What's her name?" Bonnie asked. "She's a total cutie."

"I'm Faith!" She smiled. "I was here with my sister Alice, but I don't know where she went. So I came here."

"Arg, well a pirate needs to have some gold coins and tasty treats." Foxy went to his treasure chest, only to find the plastic gold coins and some empty sugar sticks.

"She ate all those sugar sticks?" Mike asked. "How old were they..."

"I don't actually know."

Faith continued to run around the pirate ship. Everyone just watched her, unsure of what to do. Freddy cleared his throat, making everyone look at him. "We need to do something. She can't just be here for no reason. We will find her family."

Everyone nodded, since it would be the best thing to do. "Alright, but how? It's after hours."

"Lets check the register book!" Mike said. "And any old security tapes."

Freddy carried Faith on his shoulder, who happily sat there. Chica found the book, and pulled it out, looking with Faith and Freddy for a name she would know.

Mike, Bonnie and Foxy went to the security room, where Mike's bag sat. He pulled out the tape form earlier that day. He played it back, from the front desk. "I dont see her yet.." They watched till about half way through. Oh, wait!" He paused it.

"That be our lassy!" Foxy said, leaning over on the small desk. "I be assumin' that's her sister and mother?"

"Seems that way. Twins. Joyful." Mike muttered.

"Awe, how cute!" Bonnie said, smiling. "How could you even forget your own kid though?"

"Who knows." Foxy said.

"Not me, that's for sure."

"Shut up Mike." Bonnie glared.

Chica and Freddy watched the child eat some pizza at the table. She was happy, obviously. "Freddy?" She asked.

"Yes?"

"How come the kids can't play with you guys anymore. My mommy used to come here when she was a little mommy, and used to play with the older you." Faith looked at the bear.

Freddy couldn't tell this kid that Mangle had attacked a guard. The kid probably didn't even know who Mangle was. "I'll try my best to explain." He smiled.

Mike went to the party room, where the others were. "Mangle was an older version of Foxy. She bit Amber, and Amber got very very hurt.." Mike instantly stopped, remembering what happened on that day.

Mike had been burned by the stupid crate, and was now standing shirtless. Foxy had gotten Mangle's second head off, but that was it. Toy Chica ended up getting Freddy down, who was now laying on the ground.

The police finally got in the door, making everyone look at them. Mangle took her chance as Amber turned back, and lunged at her face, biting off her forehead, and crushing her skull.

"She survived though." Mike added, looking at Faith. "I was there.. When she got the job, when she fell, when she woke up. She was a very strong girl. I wonder how she is these days."

Faith held the cup of juice, looking into it. "Amber... Is Mommy."

Everyone looked at Faith. Mike's fists shook a bit, as he looked at the child. Was it really possible?

"Amber is your mommy's name?" Mike asked.

"Yeah, Mommy always talks about how daddy works here." Mike paled.

All the animals looked at Mike, clearly knowing now what Faith meant.

"Faith... How old are you?" He asked.

"I'm 7." Mike felt his heart drop. "Daddy left when I was little though. It wasn't Mommy's fault. It wasn't Daddy's fault. It was because of my Grandma." Mike bit his lip.

"Well, I'm sorry to hear that. Let's call your mom.."

Mike dialed the number, and Amber immediately picked up. "Mike? Is Faith there?!"

"Yeah, she's here." Mike smiled. "She's with me. Wanna come get her?"

"Fuck sakes, yeah I'll come..." There was a silence on the phone. "I'll be there soon."

Mike hung up and looked at Faith. He waited at the front door with her, until Amber came to get her.

She walked in, and hugged Faith, her new husband walking in. Mike glared at him. "John." He said.

"Mike." John said. He was a bigger, taller man, with muscles, a lot for that matter. "My daughter please." Mike smiled and looked at Faith. "Come here sweety." He said.

Faith hid behind Mike's leg. "Come on Faith, go with John." Faith slowly approached the man, who picked her up.

"I'll meet you in the car." Amber nodded. John walking out. Amber closed the door and ran to Mike, hugging him.

"Fuck sakes, I miss you." She said, sobbing. Mike hugged her back. "They hate him, so much. I hate him too."

"I hate that asshole too. Why does your fucking mom get to chose who your with?" Mike asked.

The animals looked at Amber. "Is it because of what happened?" Bonnie asked.

"Yeah... But Mike didn't want to lose his job. He's doing very good here, and I was so proud of him. I was going to switch to the day shift, so I could be with the kids at night, but my mother didn't care... Sadly, I'm now with that man. He doesn't care about me or the kids. Not to mention he's totally an asshole."

The car horn honked, making Amber jump. "I should go." She smiled. "Your kids are so good Mike.. I'm sorry. I love you." She quickly kissed him and ran off.

The four looked at the guard. "Well that be a confusing relationship."

"The way Faith looked at you. Do you think she knows?" Chica asked.

"I think so." Mike said. "Sorry guys, let's just do a small game of hunt tonight, and then we can relax okay?"

"What level?" Foxy smirked.

Mike thought for a minute. "Night 7." Everyone laughed and went into place.

A/N: The second part of Mangle's Best Friend! So I welcome you, to this story. It's going to be very interesting and very crazy. So get ready for a crazy ride!