Foxy pov

After I told them that we could finally get our revenge on Vincent without Tony gittin' in the way, they were shouting and whooping like a pack of wild animals no pun intended mate (I absolutely can not do pirate talk).

Freddy told everyone to settle down and shut up. "Thank you for that little piece of news Foxy." he said. I gave a half nod in return. Me and that dirty old swash-buckler have a go way back... In a rivalry. We've hated each other since day 1. The meeting was over pretty quickly, and I was too lazy to kick butt on the night guard, so I just decided to hang in the back room. I eventually fell asleep.

Toy Chica pov

I snuck around the pizzeria, trying not to get noticed on cam, and it was fairly easy, so I managed. I walked into the kitchen, and of course, Chica was there makin' pizza.

She noticed me when I came in. "Hi Toy Chica!" she said, obviously excited to see me. "I told you, call me TC." I said. Chica just rolled her eyes and said, "C'mon, I know who you're crushing on."

What? I wasn't crushing on anyone, although, Toy Bonnie is pretty cute... "I'm gonna finish da pizza, you gonna wanna piece?" she asked suddenly, snapping me out of my pretty-stupid-looking gaze. "Uh, yeah, sure." I replied.

"You'll hafta come back later, I just started tossing the dough." Chica said, pointing at the ceiling. She always ended up scraping her dough of the ceiling. But it was worth the wait. Chica made amazing pizza. " 'kay" I said, walking somberly out of the room.

Wow I was tired all of the sudden. I curled up on the floor and went to sleep.

"Toy Chica?" someone said. "Mm-hmm?" I replied, like I was still half asleep. I recognized a white and pink body, with the tail, and the fox snout. "Oh, hi Toy Foxy." I said, plastering a stupid grin on my face.

"Toy Chica, YOU HAVE TO HELP ME!!!" she yelled, with a reeeally upset look on her face. And I mean, REALLY upset. I snapped to attention. "Whats wrong!?!" I shouted, unknowing what was wrong. Someone with a sinister voice shouted, "YOU CAN'T" and she screamed. There was this was this image that flashed in my mind for half a second of a mangled robot hanging from the ceiling lightly resembling Toy Foxy, but not. It was like, alive but, dead.

Toy Foxy screamed again, being dragged into the dark by... Kids!?! Why would they take her down? I thought the kids loved her. "No!" I screamed, feeling helpless against this invisible force that kept me from saving her. I yelled her name again, and screamed at the top of my "lungs", then I woke up.

Toy Freddy came running up to me, with a phone that had the cord obviously torn out of the wall. I was sitting on the floor when he handed me the phone and panted "For *pant, pant* you...*pant* said... it was *pant pant pant* an emergency." he choked out the last two words. I was slightly worried, since even though he's fat, T oy Freddy doesn't get tired out so easily.

"Uh, okay..." I said. One, animatronics never get phone calls, two, Toy Freddy was about to fall over, he was so tired. I quietly put the phone to about where my ears would be.

There was a sort of childish laugh, as if there was a group of kids laughing at me. Then the same horrific voice from my dream said, "Can you guess who I am?"