I only own Winter.

Scott Cawthon owns FNAF.

Ckbrothers owns Zen

AllergyRelief owns Sucide Mouse

~ BB's POV~

I giggled as the older Bonnie, I call him bunny, lifted me onto his shoulder. I hugged his head, happy to have a new playmate. Mari didn't always have time to play or his headaches hurt too much. Recently he's just been really quiet, like he's someone else.

I got a little worried about it, but Bunny was always happy to play with me. Winter stayed his voice box was pretty damaged, so when he tried to talk it was just static. I didn't mind though, it reminded me of Mari a little.

"Six o'clock! It's six o'clock! Rise and shine, it's almost opening time!" BonBon yelled, sprinting down the hall like a fool. I gasped in joy, excitement filling my chest. "It's opening time! It's time for balloons!" I giggled.

Bunny let me down, patting my head and marching away. I let out a shrill happy laughter as Winter picked me up when rushing by. "Are you ready to shine BB?" She smirked. I nodded, giggling as Winter swung me onto her back.

"No, I'm ready for candy! And Cake! And Pizza! And Balloons!"

~Winter's POV~

"Red, you are way out of your mind if you want me to stand on that stage and sing!" I sighed, sneaking a piece of cake into my mouth. Red chuckled, showing a bigger piece in my mouth. I rolled my eyes, eating it anyways.

"Winter! Winter come quick!"

I turned, seeing Marionette quickly running to me. "Winter, it's the kids..." he huffed.

"Slow down Mari, just tell me what's going on," I comforted, placing a paw on one of his shoulders. He looked up at me, his breathing slowly returning to normal.

"The kids are ripping apart f-fox. BB is trying to keep them away, but there is a few who won't listen!" He gasped, taking in a large breath of air. I pushed past him, sprinting to the Kid's Cove. I skidded to a stop, looking down at the children ripping the new foxy apart.

I growled, picking them up and placing them in Mari's arms. I knelt down to the fox, her endo skeleton was completely bare. Both her and the parrot had lost an eye, and her body parts were in the wrong places.

I let out a shaky sigh, picking up the tattered animatronic. I quickly marched to the Parts and Service, praying Goldy could help her out.

I leaned against the wall, waving to the parents and children goodbye. I sighed, turning towards the Parts and Service when I heard someone call for me.

"Winter, come here for a second. I want you to meet someone!"

I looked behind me to see Mr. Frazbear with a younger looking man. The young man had fairly tan skin, shaggy brown hair, and bright indigo eyes. Eyes that seemed to much like...Vincent's.

"Winter, this is the new night guard, Jeremy. Jeremy this is my prized performer Winter," Mr. Frazbear gestured, waving his cigar around. Jeremy smiled at me, extending out his hand. I took it, but didn't smile back.

"Now Jeremy, Scotty left you some messages to get through the night. Maybe even Winter will lend ya a hand? What do you say Winter?"

I took in every detail Jeremy had. His smile, his eyes, the way he shook my paw, the he slouch It matched Vincent perfectly.

"Jeremy, what's your last name?" I asked, crossing my arms over my chest. Jeremy raised an eyebrow, turning to the boss. Mr. Frazbear shrugged, causing the young man to shrug in return.

"Fitzgerald, why?"

Jeremy Fitzgerald. The looks, the name, the additude. All too familiar to me."Who's your dad?" I grunted.

"Vincent Fitzgerald."

Bingo. Just what I thought. I smiled turning away from the two and heading towards Parts and Service. Is Goldy gonna love this or what?

"We kill him, simple as that!" Goldy growled, narrowing his eyes at Freddy. "We can't kill an innocent person !" Freddy yelled back.

"We've done it before, why not now?" Goldy muttered, turning his gaze away. Freddy let out a murmur, glaring at Goldy.

"We killed those guards to keep Vincent away! This is us killing because it's his son!" Chica yelled.

"And then Vincent will know what our parents went through!" Goldy spat. I shifted my feet a little.

"Not all of our parents," I muttered, clenching my fist of the thought. Red wrapped his arms around me from behind, giving me a tight squeeze. But I could still feel the stares from Goldy and Freddy.

"Let's give the kid a good scare. No killing and no harming. He's pretty insecure and would probably tell Vincent and it'll cause Vincent to keep away," I sighed. I heard a few noises in disagreement.

"If any of us gets the opportunity to kill Jeremy, we take it!" Goldy growled. I sighed, looking between the others. They didn't want to, but nodded in agreement. Not much else we can do.

"Red, BonBon, and Cupcake will handle him tonight. For now, the rest of the toys stay in their places. Winter will be hanging out near his office, but don't kill him. I want to make him think you won't hurt him, it'll be easier for you to kill him," Goldy nodded. We all grunted in agreement.

Red and I looked between each other. "And let the games begin."

~6:30 AM~

"Winter, Fox is upset," BB sighed. I nodded, turning towards Kid's Cove. I walked in, spotting the broken fox slumped on the floor. I slumped down beside her, wiping away the tears on her face.

"No one likes me," She murmured, her voice box filled with static. "I like you, Foxy does. Red, BonBon, BB, Mari, all of us like you," I replied. She looked up at me, her gold eyes blurry with tears.

"But the humans don't! Mr. Frazbear won't even have me repaired!" She sobbed. I sighed, pulling her into a small hug. "Some of the guards like you, Jeremy does."

"Then why did they give me my new nickname?!" She growled, pushing away. "Nickname?" I asked. "Yeah Mangle! But why not call me that? I'm trash anyways!" She yelled, more tears flooding out of her eyes. I tried to calm her, but she climbed into the rafters before I could blink.

I sighed in defeat, walking towards Mari. But something caught me off guard. He was hiding in his box, the children not even close to receive his prizes. I opened the lid to the little box, looking down at him. "What wrong Mari?" I asked.

"Nothing."

I froze, immediately recognizing the feminine. Angela Jenkins, mother of David Jenkins. She was one of the mothers who protested to wanting her son back, or at least his body. "Angela!" I growled, picking up the puppet and throwing it onto the ground.

It looked back at me, it's cold empty eyes giving me a pleading look. "Please stop David before anything bad happens!" She begged. I growled, a familiar disgust emerging in my stomach. "David decided a long time ago to be a killer, I can't change his mind now!" I spat.

I turned away, ignoring her begs for me to stop Goldy, her begs for me to listen. I clenched my fist, sitting down next to Red. It's too late Angela, it's too late now.

I know it was short, but I hope you like it! Next chapter will be a little fluffy for Red and Winter. Nothing else big will happen *cough, food fight, cough*. Anyways, Bye!