Chica's POV

8:00 AM

After performing onstage for the children, Chica wandered around the tables, greeting any child that called her over and occasionally giving hugs. She and everyone else had free roaming mode in the day, which she was thankful of. Apparently, the older versions had been striped of that feature at the old establishment for reasons she was unaware of.

As she continued walking around, she couldn't help but over hear the manager and the day guard talking. They were standing at the far end of the room, discussing certain matters.

"Look, I just need you to work a couple of night shifts until I find a new night guard" the boss informed the man in uniform.

"After what happened last time? No way" the day guard grunted.

"I'll pay you extra" the manager said, attempting bribe him.

"I am not risking my life for cash!" The guard exclaimed.

"Keep your voice down. The children will hear you" the manager hissed "Listen, you only need to fill in for a few days, 3 maximum. Please, just help me out here"

"Don't you get it? I said no." The guard growled, losing his temper.

"It's not our fault that the new animatronics came into the room. I told you before, don't wear the mask around them, they'll think you're one of the old ones"

"You could've told me what they were planning to do if they caught me! Maybe I would've been a bit more careful if I knew my life was in danger"

"Look, I assure you, things will run smoothly this time, I promise." The manager told him calmly.

The guard sighed, admitting defeat "Alright, fine, I'll do it. But 3 days and that's it. You better have a night guard by then. And I better be paid extra for it"

"Don't worry, you will"

The conversation ended and the manager retreated to his own office, while the day guard stayed glued to the wall, observing the animatronics from afar.

Chica smiled to herself. It was good to know that they were getting the old night guard back.

5:25 AM

It was long into the night shift and Chica was standing in the main hall, the light from the office constantly flashing in her face. She didn't really want to enter through the main door, and was planning on going through the vents. She was just peaking in to see if any old animatronics had gotten inside. She also wanted to check in the security, who seemed quite frantic.

As she drew nearer to the main door, she noticed Mangle hanging from the ceiling. What was more interesting was that instead of a security guard sitting in the chair, it was a Freddy Fazbear. The older version playing tricks on her no doubt.

She found it odd that Mangle didn't swing down from the ceiling and attempt to drag the old animatronic back to Parts and Service. Instead she just hung there, staring blankly at the Freddy Fazbear head.

"Mangle, what are you doing?!" Chica called to her.

The newer version of Foxy twisted her head round, her one eye blackened with a white dot in the centre. Within seconds, she was off the ceiling and launching herself towards Chica, pinning her to the ground and snapping her jaw wilding at her head.

"Mangle, it's me!" Chica cried, struggling to hold the disfigured animatronic above her.

Mangle continued to snap her jaw, trying desperately to take a bite out of Chica's face.

A bright light began flashing at them constantly. Chica looked past Mangle to see the security guard turning his flash light on and off, trying his best to help but not doing much as a result.

Mangle looked back at the office, covering her one eye as the light blinded her. She got off of Chica, climbed onto the ceiling and moved off into the darkness. Chica breathed heavily and stood up, brushing herself off and staggering back down the hall, moving away from the office.

After the strange incident, she couldn't find Mangle. She searched everywhere she could think of, but still found no trace. Eventually, 6 AM hit and the night guard left the office to take break before his day shift started.

Just as Chica was about to give up on her search, she finally came across Mangle. The disfigured animatronic was outside of Kids Cove, cursing lightly.

Chica paused for a moment, before gently touching Mangle's shoulder. The fox seemed surprised at first, but shrugged off Chica's hand and pulled away.

"Mangle, are you-" Chica began.

"It's Vixey!" Mangle lashed out at her. Her one eye had returned to normal, even though the other was missing.

Chica raised her hands in self defence and backed away. Mangle had never really made a fuss over her name. Chica had always thought she didn't mind being called that, but that wasn't the case.

"Sorry, Vixey, I-" Chica cut herself off, pausing for a moment "What happened back there? Why did you go after me and not the animatronic in the office?"

"I was looking for a security guard, not one of the old versions" she confessed deviously.

"What were you going to do if you found him?" Chica asked worryingly.

Mangle chuckled. Her laughter was mechanical, deep and menacing. There was a hint of buzzing in it too, almost like a radio crackling when it loses signal. "We were going to give him a gift"

"Who's 'we'?" Chica questioned her words.

"Me and The Marionette"

"The Marionette? You visited Prize Corner after hours?"

"We had a little talk last night" Mangle informed her.

"But, he can't talk-" Chica began, only to get cut off.

"Maybe you should talk to him sometime. You might learn a few things"

Something was wrong. Very wrong. But Chica didn't quite know what it was. Mangle gave her a small wave as she moved over to Kids Cove "He might give you a gift too" she said as she left.

After the second strange incident, Chica hurried over to the show stage to talk to the others. She found Freddy there, but no Bonnie.

"Freddy, something's wrong with Mangle" she told him breathlessly.

"There's a lot of things wrong with her, Chica" he replied, casually brushing it off.

"No really, I think there's something wrong, and we need to get to the bottom of it" she insisted.

Freddy sighed "Chica, the children will be here soon. Maybe we can talk about this later" he suggested.

"Fine, if you won't listen to me, then I'll talk to Bonnie instead" she proclaimed, before storming out of the room. She bumped into Bonnie not long after.

"Hey, Chica, something wrong?" Bonnie asked her concernedly.

"I think there's something wrong with Mangle, Bonnie" she told her.

"Like what?" Bonnie questioned.

"She attacked me" Chica informed her.

"Well, maybe she thought you were one of the old animatronics." She suggested "It's an easy mistake to make, especially for her. After all, she only has one eye, so her vision isn't the best" Bonnie added.

"But she lashed out at me afterwards. Told me to call her 'Vixey' when she's never acted so sensitive about that before"

"She's bound to get cranky every often. I mean, can you really blame when she looks how she does?" Bonnie replied, trying to justify the situation.

Chica sighed "Maybe you're right" she murmured.

Bonnie placed a hand on Chica's shoulder "If Mangle's feeling down, then we should try to support her, not turn against her. After all, you two are quite close friends. Do you understand?"

"I guess so"

Bonnie smiled, moving her hand away from Chica's shoulder "I'm sure you'll be able to make it better. Come on, lets head back to the stage."

"I'm going over to Prize Corner, but I'll come to the stage as soon as I can"

"Don't take to long" Bonnie told her, moving past the chicken and moving into the show stage room.

Chica went at a fast pace towards Prize Corner. When she arrived, she discovered the oversized present but with no Marionette popping out. She paused, before knocking on the box in an attempt to summon him.

The Marionette burst out of the present, party streamers flying out in all different directions as he raised his hands in the air. He stopped when he realised that it was only Chica, and dropped his arms by his side.

"Do you know what's wrong with Mangle?" She questioned him.

The Marionette nodded briefly, pointing towards the counter. Chica followed his finger and caught sight of a Foxy plushie sitting on it. It looked very similar to the other plushie's, the only difference was that this one had it's eye patch lifted, and both eyes were blackened with white dots in the centre.

Chica glanced back at the Marionette "What does that mean?" She asked.

The Marionette paused, before picking up and present, opening it up to reveal a Chica plushie inside. Chica raised an eyebrow at him as he dumped the empty box and showed her the plushie.

"I don't understand..." Chica murmured, slightly annoyed that the Marionette did not speak or refused to.

The Marionette dropped the plushie and placed both of his hands on Chica's shoulders, gripping them tightly and digging his fingers into her costume. "You're hurting-" she stuttered, her sentence being cut off as she locked eye contact with the Marionette's empty, black, lifeless eyes.

Her head began to throb. The pain of him crushing her shoulders went away as she could no longer move. She couldn't turn away, she couldn't look away, she just stared into his eyes, unable to do anything with no control over her own body. Her head was filled with the sound of the music box, and memories flashed before her eyes.

Her mind was filled with memories, memories she had never experienced. She saw an old restaurant, she saw the old Freddy, Bonnie, and Foxy. She saw... She saw a man... She saw him scream in terror... She heard his pained cries...

She saw blood and mucus oozing from a Freddy Fazbear suit.

Her vision became clouded by darkness. The last thing she remembered was her eyes closing as she collided with the ground.

I edited chapter 1 so that Chica looks normal-ish off stage. Y'know, she has her beak and normal eyes. The reason why will be revealed in time. For now, worry about what the Marionette is doing to the new animatronics.

Picking them off one... By one.

Don't be fooled by his muteness.

There's more to him than meets the eye.