Foxy's POV:

   Mangle and I spent about thirty minutes talking in the storage.  

"Hey Mangle." I said.

"Yes?" she replied.

"Was Mangle you original name, or did your parents name you something else?" I asked.

"Oh, well, my original name is Vixey. My name became Mangle when, well, I was mangled." she said.

"Well, I think you should go back to your original name. It is a beautiful name and fits you. Plus you are no longer mangled, so it just doesn't suit you." I said.

  She blushed. "Thanks, and yeah, I think I will go back to being called Vixey." she replied with a smile.

  I smile back. 

"You should go head back and have fun with your friends. I still need to look around to see if I can find any parts to fix me." I said.

"Are you sure? I could help." she replied.

"Yea, I'm sure. Now get, go have fun. I got this." I said, smiling.

   She smiled back and turned to go. I just turned back to start the search for parts.

**Time Skip**

Freddy's POV:

  Everyone went to go play games in the other room, everyone but me and Foxy. Foxy was in the back looking for stuff to fix himself. Him fixing himself made me smile, he was always like a brother to me. 

   I remember when we were still in our "teen" years when Foxy, Bonnie, and I would always run around pretending like we were pirates. We tried to get Chica to join, but she never wanted to, she always wanted to cook. Either way I loved it, hanging out with my two best friends.

   I was just sitting on the stage thinking of those good times when I heard a clang come from the backstage room. I stood up to go and check to see if Foxy was alright.

"Foxy, what happened, are you alright?" I asked as I opened the door.

   He didn't respond, he was just looking down at something. That is when I noticed, he had no right arm.

"Oh no! Foxy." I exclaimed

"I'm falling apart." he said solemnly. 

"Well, just tell me what to do and I will help put the parts together and fix you." I said.

"That's a problem Freddy. We don't have the parts to fix me. I looked everywhere in the storage, there was nothing in there." he replied.

   I was shocked to say the least, but most of all, I was scared. I didn't want to lose Foxy, he's my brother. Maybe not literally, but he is. 

"We got to do something. I'll order everything you need to be fixed." I said, turning to leave.

"It might not arrive on time Freddy. You can't deny that. I might not make it." he said very depressed.

   I look at him, he is right. I look down. It might not arrive in time, yet it also may. I have to take this risk. 

  I ran out and to the computer. I searched and ordered everything possible to fix Foxy and got it to where it will arrive at its quickest.

   As soon as I was done I got up and went to get the rest of my friends, new and old. They needed to know.

"Guys I need all of you at the main stage now!" I shouted loud enough for them to hear me.

"On our way." I heard Bonnie reply.

   Once everyone was at the main stage I stood in front on the stage.

"Guys, I have good news and I have bad news. Which do you want to hear first?" I ask.

"Good." they all replied.

"Okay, good news is that every part needed to fix Foxy is on its way here and should get hear by the end of the week." I said.  

   Everyone cheered for that. 

"And what about the bad news?" asked Vixey.

  I look down.

"The bad news is that it may not arrive in time." I said.

Everyone gasped.

"W-what do you mean it might not arrive in time?" asked Bonnie.

"What I mean is that, earlier before I called you guys here, I heard a clang come from the backstage room. I went to check on Foxy and what I found, he's falling apart guys. His right arm has fallen off. If the parts don't arrive in time, he could die."