Vixey's (Mangle) POV:

   No. It can't happen, it just can't. Over the past week Foxy and I have gotten close, there is no doubting that. I can't even deny it now that in just a weeks time I have fallen for him. 

"We have to do something." I said.

"You're right Vixey, we do." replied Freddy.

   We started to think of something to do to keep Foxy from fallen apart. While we were thinking a golden bear came out of no where. Everyone screamed when he just literally popped up.

"GOLDIE!!!" yelled Freddy, Bonnie, and Chica.

"Hey guys, long time no see." he said.

   He then looks at my friends, parents, and I.

"Who are they? And where is Foxy?" he asked.

"They are new friends of ours and guys, this is an old friend of ours Golden Freddy, or Goldie for short. Well, he's more of a father figure to us I guess, especially Foxy. To answer your second question Goldie, well, Foxy." Freddy stated, looking down.

"What, is something wrong? Is Foxy okay?" Goldie asked.

"Foxy is falling apart. He is rusted so bad that he is just-" Freddy couldn't finish.

"Oh no. Why is he rusted?" he asked.

   For an hour Freddy explained to Goldie what happened with Foxy. When finished Goldie looked down. 

"What are we gonna do?" asked Goldie.

"Well, we were talking and we came up with that it would be best to make sure Foxy remains immobile until all of the parts get here." replied Freddy.

"That sounds good." Goldie said.

   We all went to the backstage room and saw Foxy. We told him to lay on the table and to not move until he was fixed.

*3 days later*

   I was just sitting down looking at the door of the backstage room. How could this happen to him. He doesn't deserve this.

"You know, you should probably tell him how you feel about him." 

   I jumped and looked behind me to see my mother. I blushed.

"W-What are you talking about?" I asked, trying to act like I had no clue what she was talking about.

"Oh please, you may be able to hide it from your father and the others, but you cannot hide it from your mother. I can see the longing in your eyes. I know that look, I had it as well when I met your father." she said.

   I blushed. 

"What makes you think I should. I mean, he most likely doesn't feel the same way." I said.

"Oh please, I think he fell for you when he first laid eyes on you. Why would he immediately go to the computer and order parts to fix you RIGHT after he met you, if he did not feel the same. Plus, don't think I haven't seen you two hang out. The look in both of your eyes were enough to convince me what you two felt for each other." she said.

   With that she got up and left. I just looked back to the door to the backstage. I should go check on him.

  I went in the backstage room and saw Foxy laying on the table in there.

"How you feeling Foxy?" I asked.

"Eh, as good as I can right now I guess." he replied.

   He turn over to look at me. Right when he lifted right leg to fully turn his body it broke and fell off.  

   I was horrified, I am pretty sure tears started to come. To know his arm fell off, but not see it was one thing, seeing another limb fall off is another. 

"Oh Foxy!" I said in a trembling voice.

"That's just great." he said in a very deep, depressed tone.

"Just hang in there, you have to. Please."