Night 6

Mangle activated once again at midnight. The entire day had been filled with grogginess and confusion. No one came to the Kid's Cove for the entire day, and Mangle didn't know why. The good thing was that he had plenty of time to get used to crawling onto the ceiling once more.

He was also still wondering about his "dream", and why that happened to him. It was pretty suspicious. But Mangle didn't worry about that now. He had a more important thing to do. He had to catch the endoskeleton.

Mangle immediately tried his best to get out of the Kid's Cove. He looked around once he got out. Strangely, every animatronic was gone, even the Puppet. Suspicious, he began to investigate the area. There was no evidence left behind. He growled in frustration.

"Where the heck is everyone?" he muttered. Mangle then heard some metal footsteps nearby, and he was grabbed by his endoskeleton, and he started to be dragged somewhere. His second head made garbed sounds of protest and panic.

"Stop," a familiar voice commanded. Mangle recognized that voice, and he became terrified. It was Withered Freddy's voice. He was worried about what would happen next.

"A-Are you going to hurt me?" he whispered in fear.

"No," Freddy replied. "But you need to come with me."

Mangle became worried. What did he know? Did Foxy or Balloon Boy tell him what he was doing? He didn't want to know why he going to where he was going. Suddenly, he was dropped. Mangle looked around. He was in Parts and Services with all of the other animatronics.

"Mangle! Where were you?!" Toy Chica exclaimed, confused.

"…Deactivated," he muttered.

"Didn't you hear? We were supposed to meet in Parts and Services tonight!" she explained.

"EvErYoNe, sHuT uP fOr oNcE aNd LiStEn!" Bonnie commanded in his usual garbled speech. Everyone immediately went silent, and paid their attention to Freddy.

"So, if you didn't know, we have only have tonight left to catch the endoskeleton. Therefore, I need everyone to go catch it. Now. We must do everything we can. We have to catch it tonight," Freddy explained.

"But what about-" Toy Bonnie started.

"That does not matter. I don't even care at this point. We must catch the endoskeleton tonight," Freddy interrupted. "Now, does anyone have any questions?"

Everyone stayed silent. Freddy smiled, and nodded. "Good, let's go."

"Not yet," a voice said. Mangle recognized the voice as Golden Freddy. In an instant, the yellow bear suit appeared in front of all of the animatronics instantly.

"G-Golden Freddy, why'd ye be here?" Foxy asked, confused.

"It is obvious that you are all unable to catch the endoskeleton by yourself. You need help. I am experienced. I can help you," Golden Freddy explained.

"But we don't need help!" Toy Freddy complained.

"You do," he snapped in the somehow calmest way possible.

"He's right," Freddy said in agreement. "This is the only way we could possibly get the endoskeleton. Therefore, it is done. We will all go try to get the night guard. Right now."

Reluctantly, everyone nodded, and they sped out of Parts and Services, immediately going to target the night guard. Mangle sighed, and crawled up onto the ceiling, determined to get the endoskeleton this night.

He followed his usual route as normal – through the party rooms, and into the vent. Nothing seemed out of place right now. Until he heard a scream. A human scream that could be heard throughout the entire pizzeria.

He peeked out of the vents to see Vincent, screaming in terror as he pointed to something. Mangle tried to get a closer look, to see that he was pointing at a yellow bear suit. It was Golden Freddy. But, he seemed lifeless, unable to move around. But how did he get there? Suddenly, Golden Freddy disappeared without any trace he was there.

Mangle was confused. What happened to Golden Freddy? He just there a few moments ago. Curious, Mangle slowly slinked out of the vent. But he couldn't waste time investigating. He had to go catch the endoskeleton. Mangle climbed up the back wall of the office, behind Vincent. He crawled up to the ceiling, and climbed in front of Vincent.

Vincent immediately put on the Freddy head once again. Mangle got confused on whenever Vincent was an endoskeleton or an animatronic once more, and he fell onto the floor. He growled in frustration, and crawled out of the office, into the hallway. Why couldn't he just get this one endoskeleton? Did it have an advantage?

He might as well try again. He crawled into the party room with the vent that led into the office. Chica was trying to fit into the vent at the moment. Sighing, Mangle crawled over to Chica, and tried to push her into the vent. Unfortunately, that didn't really work. Chica moved her legs up and down, in an attempt to kick Mangle off of her. It worked.

As a result, Mangle's jaw nearly snapped off. Mangle tried to close it, but it wouldn't. He let out a sigh. He couldn't close his mouth anymore, he assumed. He started to become worried about his future. But he couldn't worry now. He only had a few hours to catch the endoskeleton. The clock said 2 AM. Four hours left.

Finally, Chica's arms went up, and she managed to squeeze through the vents. This was Mangle's chance. He crawled into the vents, and immediately started to crawl up the vent that led to above the office, and he did so quickly. He looked at the office.

Everything seemed normal so far. Golden Freddy wasn't there, and Vincent was wearing the Freddy head. Mangle wanted to attack him, but his programming wouldn't let him. He was very frustrated. If he didn't get it tonight, what would happen then?

"No punishment. Endoskeletons are hard to come by," the voice of Golden Freddy echoed in his head. Even after several weeks, Mangle still remembered what Golden Freddy had said in response to Toy Chica's question. But was that really the case?

Sighing, he let his head go out of the vent anyways, and examined the area. There wasn't anything out of place yet. Until a bright light was flashed at him once again. He fell to the floor once again. He looked around again. He saw Vincent doing something with the monitor. Mangle heard the melody from the last night play in the distance, and sighed. He then looked out into the hallway.

In the hallway was Foxy. Just Foxy, all by himself. A light was flashed at him, and he stumbled backwards, and then turned around, walking away. Confused, Mangle immediately crawled after him.

"Foxy!" he yelled.

Foxy immediately turned around to look at Mangle. "What'd ye need, lad?" He was lucky that the pirate fox didn't notice how his mouth wasn't moving at all.

"Why are you going back to Parts and Services? It's not even 6 AM yet!" the animatronic fox asked, puzzled.

"Well, ye see, lad, I don't actually know. Whenever I'd see a bright light shined at me, it makes me go and do what I'd just been doing again," Foxy explained.

"Well, that's… interesting," Mangle muttered. What Foxy just described never happened to him.

Foxy just went ahead and started to walk back to Parts and Services. Sighing, Mangle went immediately to the party room he was just in before. He could hear Toy Bonnie screaming from within the vents, along with garbled noises, which Mangle assumed were from Withered Chica. Sighing, Mangle crawled into the vent anyways, ignoring the two animatronics.

Mangle crawled up to the opening above the office again, and peeked into it. This time, Golden Freddy was there once more. He heard the scream of Vincent once more, and in an instant, the suit was gone. Mangle let out a long sigh. Even worse, Vincent was wearing the Freddy head.

Mangle didn't care anymore about what would happen. He was determined to catch the endoskeleton today, no matter what it takes. He waited for the right moment to strike. Once Vincent took the Freddy head off, he climbed out of the opening, barely hanging on the ceiling, and lunged.

As soon as Vincent noticed Mangle, he screamed, and threw something at him, knocking the fox off of where he was standing, making him crash to the floor. His endoskeleton head started to make loud, garbled noises in anger.

Sighing, Mangle slinked off into the party room again. It was now 3 AM. He still had time. In the party room, he saw Toy Bonnie crawling out of the vent, muttering something Mangle couldn't hear. But he didn't care. He quickly slinked into the vent, trying again.

This time, he thought that he would actually succeed. Looking at the office from the top vent, Vincent was looking at the monitor. Now was his chance. He would strike right here, right now. Determined, he got in the position to lunge. However, his plan quickly failed. Upon sight of Mangle, Vincent quickly put on the Freddy head once more. Upset, Mangle tried his best to get in the top vent again. Unfortunately, he failed.

Once again, he fell to the floor, forced to crawl back to the party room. This was just getting repetitive now. He was forced to do the same thing again and again. And the same result happened every time – Vincent put on the Freddy head, causing Mangle to drop to the floor, which forced him to repeat the cycle.

It was now close to 5 AM. He couldn't believe that he wasted almost two hours doing the same thing over and over again. He hated it. Maybe, he could try a different strategy. He crawled over to the party room once more, and crawled into the vents. Making sure no one was occupying the space at the moment, he went to the vent that led to the right of the office.

He peeked out into the office. Golden Freddy was sitting there once again, looking as limp as ever. Vincent had the Freddy head on. Mangle wished that he could attack him, but as he noted several times before, something wouldn't let him. Suddenly, the yellow bear suit disappeared. What was going on with that bear? Mangle didn't know.

The purple man took off the Freddy head, and turned on a flashlight, pointing it towards the hallway. The animatronic fox started to hope that Balloon Boy would go and disable the flashlight, or else all of the animatronics would be in big trouble. But nothing happened. Everything seemed to proceed as normal.

And then something could be heard throughout the pizzeria. The chime. Mangle had wasted too much time in the vents. He – No, every animatronic failed at catching the endoskeleton. Never in the few months he had been active in the pizzeria had he ever been more disappointed at himself and everything else.

Mangle's second head let out a mechanical groan. Whatever it was saying, it was probably right – He failed. He failed at everything. He failed at catching one endoskeleton. He failed to resist being taken apart. He failed to attack a single child.

That was it. He couldn't hold in his anger anymore. He let out a loud screech, and started to stumble towards Vincent, his second head letting out garbled noises in anger.

"Get back here, you little pest," Mangle growled in anger. If he wasn't programmed not to swear, he would swear.

"Too bad!" Vincent taunted. "It's 6 AM! You can't catch me now!" He turned around to face the animatronic and stuck his tongue out, and then ran out of the pizzeria.

"Just give up," Mangle heard the voice of Golden Freddy say behind him. He turned around to face the bear suit. "The endoskeleton is gone now, there is nothing you can do to stop it."

"He's right," he heard Freddy say. "There's no point of trying now."

"Just go back to the cove, Mangle," Golden Freddy instructed. "There is nothing for you to do now."

Mangle sighed. They were right. There wasn't anything he could do. He was going to give up. Nodding in defeat, the mangled fox turned around, and slowly crawled back to the cove, his head down in shame.

When he got back to the Kid's Cove, something caught his attention. A huge sign.

'NEW: TAKE APART AND PUT BACK TOGETHER ATTRACTION! OPENS 11-6-1987!' the sign read. Below the big text was smaller text explaining how it left to be this kind of attraction, but was never one officially until now. November 6th, 1987 was technically today.

And Mangle feared that the mentioned 'take apart and put back together attraction' was him.

A/N: So, that's the end of Vincent's nights! Once again, sorry for the long time it took to upload this, due to procrastination and laziness. I want to finish this by August, but I don't think I will, considering how I'm procrastinating a lot. So, terribly sorry if the next few chapters feel rushed. That's all I have to say, so Branchwing, out!