Mangle nodded as she heard him explain about her memory chip while the 6am bells chimed. "Hopefully they're good ones though." She bit her lip and went quiet for a moment, her yellow eyes studying his left eye for a few seconds. "Y-you... you're amazing, Mark." She said softly, leaning up and kissing his cheek before blushing hotly, letting go of him so he could leave.

Mark blushed slightly before grabbing everything and leaving the pizzeria. Once he left the parking lot the faceless purple bunny appeared in the office. "Wow! You look great Mangle." He stated in awe as he looked over Mangle's new body for a moment.

Mangle glanced over at Bonnie with a soft smile. "Aww, you think so, Bon?" She asked with a giggle, glad that at least he was being kind to her.

Bonnie nodded and looked around. "So what are you going to do now that you're fully repaired? Are you gonna try performing for the toddlers again?" He asked curious as he sat on the metal chair by her.

Mangle gave Bonnie a look as if to say he was crazy, rolling her eyes at him. "Haha, heck no! Those little devils would just ruin me again!" She laughed softly, shaking her head. "Oh, by the way... why do you act so differently than the others, Bon?" She asked softly, tilting her head at him. "All week you've been... nice." She then looked at him questioningly as she raised a brow. "More importantly, why didn't Marionette try attacking Mark tonight?"

Bonnie lowered his ears and looked away. "Um... I... I gotta go." He said obviously trying to avoid the question as he got up and turned to leave.

Mangle blinked and reached out to Bonnie, touching his arm with her fingertips as he started leaving, wondering why he got so flustered. "B-bon... wait..." She said softly, the large faceless purple bunny stopping at the doorway and turning to face her.

"You wouldn't believe me if I told you Mangle." He stated in a calm yet saddened tone.

Mangle swallowed and took his hand, gently pulling him back into the office and sitting beside him. "Bon, you're my best friend, how could I not believe you?" She asked softly, holding his larger hands in her lap as she gazed at him.

Bonnie looked at the vixen with a soft look within his red eyes. "Because you didn't fully believe what I told you yesterday about Marionette and Foxy." He said before falling silent for just a moment before continuing. "Only those who know the Marionette as well as myself would know the truth. If I told you who Mark the security guard really is you wouldn't believe me." He said in a firm response.

Mangle shook her head and gazed up at Bonnie, her own yellow eyes wide. "Bon, that was before I saw Mark wearing an eyepatch." She said slowly, starting to put two and two together. "B-but if that's not a coincidence and he really is Foxy... why don't either of us remember anything about each other?" She asked with curiosity filling her eyes.

Bonnie looked around for a moment before looking back at Mangle. "Go into the basement. Marionette left it unlocked. I'll meet you down there with Marionette. It's best we're not seen roaming around by the humans. It's almost opening time." He advised receiving a nod from Mangle before quickly getting up and walking out of the security office and heading towards the prize corner.

Mangle watched as Bonnie left and began crawling into the vents, finding it a bit more difficult than before now that she had a completed body. After almost five minutes of crawling through the vents, she arrived inside of the basement, slowly dragging herself out of the vent and brushing off any dust that had gotten in her fur. "H-hello?" She asked softly, standing up and taking a quick sweep of the room. Bonnie's red eyes pierced through the darkness along with a pair of white ones and a faint glow of the shape of a white mask, no doubt Marionette's. Mangle gasped upon seeing the eyes, caught off guard for a second before relaxing after realizing who it was.

"Yes. Come here Mangle." Bonnie says turning on the light, revealing himself and the Marionette, who's mask still bore the large crack upon it's face. "Are you ready for the truth?" Bonnie asked Mangle in a serious tone.

Mangle approached them as Bonnie spoke, clearing her throat before responding. "I-I... yes..." She said swallowing nervously. "B-but tell me everything." She stated with eagerness.

Marionette slowly looked up at her. "Everything? Specify... Please. Do you want to know from when I created life till now or just about... Mark?" He asked.

N-no, everything that happened from when you... made us... to when he left out of nowhere." Mangle replied softly, swallowing and sitting in front of the two on an old chair, finding that she was a bit more relaxed with Bonnie there.

Marionette nodded and took a deep breath as Mangle sat down. "Ok. As you can imagine, Foxy was my first creation. Another animatronic years ago had built Bonnie, Freddy and Chica in an attempt to copy me but did not possess the power of the Joy of Life. After the a day time security guard, whom we call the "Purple Guy", lured a group of children into a back room and murdered them, I gathered their souls and placed them within the animatronics, Foxy being one of them. This gave the animatronics life." He explained. "After several years of performing, Foxy along with Bonnie and the others began to ware down and the company decided to replace them with the toys. During the years before the toys, however, I was creating you. It took me longer to create you because unlike Foxy, I had to create your soul on my own. After the toys arrived the company realized they forgot to order a replacement for Foxy, and despite my best efforts they managed to find you, activate you, and put you in kids cove to perform for the toddlers. As previously mentioned, you and Foxy got along quite nicely compared to the others and their counterparts. Only about a month later some teenagers decided to go into Kid's Cove and began taking you apart for fun, the toddlers none the wiser soon joined in the "fun", leaving you in shambles every night." Marionette paused as he heard the toy animatronics begin singing as one of the kids were having a birthday party today. He then looked back to Mangle and resumed. "Instead of investing in repairs the company made you a take apart and put together attraction for the kids. Foxy would fix you up the best he could every night for the next year straight until the company received some extra money and decided to invest in having both you and Foxy fully repaired in an attempt to pair the two of you up in a duo show in hopes of attracting more business and profit. Unfortunately, that never came to fruition due to the "Purple Guy" tinkering with Foxy's programming, causing him to glitch out and bite a poor little girl's head. You were the only other animatronic besides myself to witness this first hand as you were on stage with him getting ready to perform. The staff immediately shut Foxy down and scrapped him the very next day, deeming him too dangerous to keep around. I... managed to salvage his head..." He said gesturing to the fox head he had shown her the previous night. "I also saved his soul and was able to find a human host whom was near death at the time, elsewhere of course, and instilled Foxy's soul into the human as a way to preserve it. This... for some odd reason caused the human to live, but with a blinded right eye." Marionette finished.

Mangle listened intently to Marionette's story, frowning as he practically stated that Foxy had been reincarnated. "W-wait, but..." She said in a soft tone, her eyes growing wide as she began putting the events of the week together. "M-Mark put me back together and he was wearing an eyepatch, b-but... that's just a coincidence, right?" She asked Marionette slowly, feeling her throat tighten up. "A-and even if he did get scrapped... wouldn't something that traumatizing be too deep in my system to be erased by a damaged memory databank?" She asked curiously. Though she had already known the answers in her own mind she wanted confirmation from the Marionette.

Marionette looked down with sorrow. "No... Mark is Foxy... That's the only reason why I didn't kill him. After I instilled his soul into the human's body his memories were sealed away along with his soul as the human's soul was revived and took control of its own body. As for you... I honestly do not know what happened to your memory. I was still experimenting when I created your soul. I wasn't able to finish studying you over before the humans turned you on. I know this is a lot to take in and I do not expect you to believe me." Marionette finished before getting up and hovering off the ground, slowly heading towards the stairs.

Mangle swallowed hard and felt herself tearing up as she realized why she felt that she knew Mark somehow, biting her lip. "Marionette, wait!" She said almost crying it out as she reached out and grabbed his hand before he could leave making him face her. "I-I do believe, I just... I need your help to try and make up for all the time we lost together."

Marionette looked at her, starring for a moment before finally giving a slow nod. "What do you need from me?" He asked.

"I-I need you to help me explain all of this to Mark... er, Foxy..." She began before a quiet crackling sound was heard, the crack in Marionette's mask growing longer from the top of his mask through his left eye, nearing his mouth. Mangle frowned upon watching this take place. "A-are you okay?"

Marionette nodded to the vixen. "I'm quite alright. I'm not sure what I can do to help him regain his memories... But I'll try. If he can regain them then I might be able to transfer his soul back into an animatronic body." He explained.

"I can help him regain them, I just need to make sure he'll be safe at night." Mangle said before frowning and running a soft finger over the crack in the puppet's mask. "Marionette... your mask is breaking."

Marionette gently touched the crack, his frown seemingly getting bigger. "Oh dear..."