"Mmph..."

The closet was cramped, definitely. The lack of clothing in there helped, of course, but it still wasn't a very big area in general. So even though Foxy and Mangle weren't necessarily meaning to press up against each other, they were.

They'd turned human, as Foxy suggested, and immediately started kissing. What else would you do upon seeing your true love after being without them for so long? Mangle's hands were running through Foxy's hair, and Foxy's were around Mangle's waist. Besides the awkward cramping, making it a bit hard to breathe even when they pulled away from their kiss, it couldn't have been better for them.

Foxy wasn't really minding being seen as a nightmare or as a monster at this point, and neither was Mangle. They were together, not much else mattered to them. Every minute or so, they'd pull away to exchange quick "I love you"s, then go right back at it. And they both quickly lost track of time.

Foxy opened one eye to look at Mangle's face. Her eyes were closed, a light pink blush tinted her pale cheeks, and she reached a single hand down briefly to push back the rather poofy skirt of her dress. He wanted more of this. He wanted to make another move. His hands slowly began to worm their way up...

... and then the closet door opened.

Foxy opened one eye to look at the small boy who'd dared to interrupt this perfect moment.

"Do ye mind?"

The kid jumped and screamed, causing Mangle to finally snap out of it and look. She gasped when she saw the small sobbing child.

"Foxy! That's just a kid!" She pulled away, stepping out of the closet and picking the young boy up, rubbing his back to console him. "What's your name, hon?"

"M-Mike..."

"Well, Mike..." She set him on the bed and wiped a few stray tears with her thumb. "What are you doing up this late?"

"I-I'm scared, and there are m-monsters, a-and-"

"Shh... I'll chase all the monsters away, alright?"

"Mangle!" Foxy was shouting from the closet, obviously a bit annoyed.

"... just a second. Yes, Foxy?" She crossed her arms.

He grumbled a bit. "C'mon, we aren't in a basement anymore, we can do whatever we want without being caught!"

"Yep. Whatever we want. And I want to take care of Mike." She turned back towards Mike. "I'll get rid of the monsters, you get some sleep."

Mike nodded and got beneath the covers.

"Foxy, can you get the right door and I'll take the left?"

"What?! I'm not helping the ki-"

"If you want us to pick up where we left off later, you will."

He sighed, realizing he didn't have much of a choice, and took his spot at the right door. He couldn't help but smile just a bit, though. Mangle was back, as caring and beautiful as ever.