Des' POV

"I get to be a spy? Awesome!", I spoke and fist pumped. "Wait, if it isn't Chic then what about Mangle?", Freddy spoke and I looked at Bella. "You're the only one of us that Mangle even talks to.. It'd be easiest for you to get her phone", I spoke and she smirked lightly. "Alright, that won't be a problem. She always tells me to hold her phone, so I'll have it within minutes", she smirked and we all nodded. "We go to school tomorrow, you two need to try getting them to hangout after school", Gold spoke and I looked at him. "What about her new boytoy or whatever?..", I spoke and everyone groaned. "I forgot about him.. Shit..", Freddy spoke up and rubbed his face. "W-well Mangle won't h-have a-anyone to hold h-her back", Bonnie suddenly said and Bella nodded. "Well, if either of them have something to do with it, we'll know", Gold nodded and we all agreed. "Nothing that was said here is to leave this room", Gold looked at everyone and we all nodded. There was no way in hell we'd ruin this plan. Right? Wrong. 

Chic's POV

I listened to their entire conversation, growling quietly in response. My spy hung up and I looked at Mangle, we actually didn't have anything to do with this. But the person that did, is fucking hilarious. Mangle and I began laughing, we knew who did it. But not like we'd let anyone know, it's funny as hell to watch Bonnie break down. But not Freddy, but it's a sacrifice I'm willing to make. It's worth it seeing Bonnie cry. They think they're gonna find stuff on our phones? Not a chance, we'll make fake texts. Mangle and I began texting about how it was 'so bad' about what was happening and shit like that. We deleted the texts from the person we'll call "X", right now. "X" was the person that did the photoshopping and even began writing rumors on their page. Bonnie, prepare for hell.