[Mandy's POV]

I open my eyes slightly. Foxy is asleep...the camera is off...everything is dark. I slip out of Foxy's grip while trying not to wake him up. He grunts when I finally pry myself free. I freeze and stand still for a while before he rolls over and grumbles something to himself. I lean closer to him so I can hear.

"Freddy.", he growls before turning over again and moaning. I smile. "Don't worry, love. He'll get what's coming to em.", I whisper in his ear before peeking through the curtains. After a short glance, I dart down the hallway and rush through the empty security room. Mike must be late tonight...or i'm early. I rush into the janitor's closet and listen for anything. After the silence clears with a loud thud, I exit the closet. The loud thumps get closer.

Just as I figured, the thumps belong to Freddy's massive feet. He jerks back in surprise when he bumps into me. "Oh! Sorry about that, Mandy. I didn't see you there.", he says flatly. I growl under my breath. "It's all fine and dandy Freddy. You can bump into me, shove me, hell, even punch me...", I use my elbow to pin his neck to the wall and bring my hook close to his forhead. "But you will NOT lay a finger on Foxy.", I growl. He snarls at me, "I don't know what you're problem is, but Foxy and I already forgave eachother.", he smiles at me.

"We're friends now.", he says. I grin before trailing my hook down his head. It scratches the paint as it gets closer to his eye. I laugh as I swing my hook down at it. Something...someone grabs my arm to stop me. I look to my left to see who it is. That damned chicken, Chica. "What are you doing Mandy?!", she asks. I kick her to the ground and turn my attention to her. "You should've stayed away Chica. I was just lookin for a reason to gut you!", I say as I approach her.

"Mandy!", I hear Foxy's voice shout. I turn around to see him with an angry expression on his face. "What the bloody hell do you think you're doing?!", he growls at me as he shoves me aside and helps Chica stand up. "I- I was trying to-", he doesn't let me finish. "No...Mandy, you almost killed Chica and Freddy! I'll have to talk to Mr. Fazbear about this.", he says as he helps Chica limp to the dining area so she can sit.

[Foxy's POV]

I can't believe she would do this...she must have a loose wire or something. "Are you okay, Chica?", I ask her as she sits. She looks up at me with a cute smile, "I am now.", she says. I can't believe it, i'm blushing again. Damn this new technology. Freddy joins us and sits at the head of the table. "Foxy...I want to talk.", he says almost too seriously. "Chica, are you well enough to go off on your own?", I ask her. "Don't worry about me, I can protect myself.", she giggles before waving goodbye and walking away.

"Why did Mandy attack me?", Freddy asks as soon as Chica is gone. "I'm not sure lad...", I say as I lower my head. I feel ashamed...I told him I forgive him for everything and now Mandy, my mate, attacks him. "I don't think you're telling the truth.", Freddy says as he stands above me. "I- I am F- Freddy...", I start to stutter...I haven't been scared like this since the bite.

"Then why did she threaten me if I were to touch you?", he growls. "Oh God...", I then realize why she attacked. "It wasn't her fault Freddy. I know why she attacked you now.", I start to tell him. He just listens. "She wanted to know why I was put out of order, so I told her about the bite. She must've got it all wrong and thought you were still my enemy.", I explain to him. He just glares at me for a while before chuckling.

"Foxy...you shouldn't lie.", he says in a cheerful tone. "But...i'm not lad.", I say. He starts walking towards me, I back away. "Oh but you did! You said you didn't know why she attacked me...but now you just said why.", he explains. I back into the wall, I have nowhere to run. "Do you know what we do with liars?", he asks me. I gasp at the thought of what he might do...

"We put them with the bad parts!", he says before grabbing my arm firmly and dragging me towards the spare parts room. "NO! FREDDY! NO!", I shout as he tosses me into the room with spare Foxy, Bonnie, Chica, and Freddy heads. "Think about what you've done Foxy. Because we can always replace you.", he says with a grin as he takes a Foxy head off of the wall. "It's as simple as this.", he says before crushing the spare head in his hand.

He laughs to himself as he slams the door in my face. I'm left in the dark...alone...just like the bite. I do what I did then...I cry.

"Why are you crying?", comes a squeaky voice. It sounds like it belongs to a six year old boy. I turn around and see a face staring back. When I find out what it belongs to, I smile.

"Balloon boy?", I ask in disbelief.

[Chica's POV]

I wait in the security room for Mike. He usually isn't late...

I get bored so I glance at the monitors, Bonnie is wondering around in the dining area. Probably looking for Freddy. Mandy is peeking through the curtains at the cove. Why did she attack us? I'll have to ask Foxy myself when I get the time. Foxy...I still love him. I thought I was over him but when he saved me, I felt myself fall deeper for him. Foxy...wait...where is Foxy?

I search the monitors again, no sign of Freddy or Foxy...anywhere.

"What are you looking for?", I hear a slight growl in the tone of a voice. I shiver at the harsh tone and turn around. Oh, good...it's only Freddy. "You and Foxy, actually.", I say. He only chuckles and walks over to me. "Well...here I am.", he tips his hat to me. Why is he acting so weird? Then a thought occurs to me...

"Where's Foxy?", I ask him...big mistake.

[Mandy's POV]

The camera stares at me. The red light shimmering in the darkness. I shut the curtains so they can't see me. I feel a little ashamed...a little thrilled. Freddy and Chica went down easily, they're scared of me now. Although...Foxy reacted differently from what I expected. I slash at the wall in frustration. My hook creates sparks as it sharpens.

My hook...I begin to scrape my hook along the wall...making it stronger, making it deadlier...making it sharper.

[Foxy's POV]

"I thought you were dismantled.", I say as I remove the tarp on Balloon boy's head. He shakes his head, "No, Freddy just tossed me in here.", he says. "That bear has done alot of bad in his lifetime...", I reply.

"You can't blame him, it was Goldie.", he glances at "The Spot". We started calling the supply shelf that when Freddy put his brother's costume there. I look at the shelf...but Goldie is missing. "Where is he?", I ask. "He left...", Balloon Boy says sadly. I chuckle, "Impossible, Goldie died, he has no endoskeleton.", I say. Balloon Boy just shakes his head.

"He does now.", the kid says with a smile. Just then, the doorknob starts to shake and the door swings open. Freddy stands there with Chica struggling in his grip. "Let er go, Freddy!", I snarl and snap at Freddy in an attempt to scare him. He just smirks at me, "If you say so.", he says before tossing Chica on top of me. "You two will stay here until next year!", he shouts before slamming the door on us.

"He can't do that!", Chica cries. "He won't, he's just upset right now. Give him time...", I try to reassure Chica...but what comes next isn't reassuring at all.

"You're wrong Foxy.", Balloon Boy says sadly. "How do you know?", I snarl, he should know better than to scare a woman.

"Because...that's what he said to me."