Foxy looked up as the sound of a door opening echoed through the pizzeria. 

"It's time." Freddy said, startling Foxy, Chica, and Bonnie. "The nightguard's here."

Foxy nodded. He had planned to meet Mangle tonight, and he didn't know when she got up, so he decided to get up 30 minutes before 1 just to be safe. 

Finally, it was 30 minutes past 12. Foxy got up and made for the door, but Bonnie stopped him. "Yor ou awfl erl." Bonnie garbled. "I'm bored." Foxy explained. Bonnie was silent and immobile for a few seconds, then he sat back down. "It bou gir fox righ?" Bonnie garbled. "No." Foxy lied. "Alrigh Foxy. Go ou tere t-o ge nigh guar." Foxy nodded and walked out. 

Foxy walked to a room that Toy Chica had said Mangle often went to, but she wasn't there. Foxy searched for her for two hours, and when he was about to give up, he spotted Mangle in a party room. 

"Oi! Mangle!" Foxy cried. Mangle turned, and, seeing who it was, stopped in her tracks. "Hey." She mumbled, bowing her head. "What's wrong?" "Oh nothin', just wallowin' in me own sorrows again..." Mangle explained, her voice trailing off. 

"Well, come on! Let's get the night guard! After all, if ye get him, yer friends won't be so busy with 'unting 'im down no more." 

Foxy struck a nerve. Mangle hissed at him. "Is that what everyone in this buildin' cares about? 'Unting Vincent? Nobody seems ter care 'bout me nor me feelin's!" She hissed. "I'd've thought ye'd understand, but obviously not!" Mangle then swooped into the darkness. Foxy groaned.

When the night was over, Foxy sat back down in the back room, feeling lousy. He sat farther away from everyone, immersed in darkness. He remained silent for the entire day, thinking about how to get Mangle to like him again.

Sorry for the short chapter, I have a headache.

I'm sorry if this chapter is crappy.

Bai.

~ Liz