Once Foxy and Mangle had decorated the attraction with Easter things, Chica told them to take them down again seeing as no kids were coming to the attraction.

Foxy's POV.
Oh me poor lass, I can't believe I have to keep on lying to her. Think the worst ye have ever felt in ye whole entire life. That be how I felt that moment. I have to carry Mangle around with me. I don't know what to do, I don't even know if we can fix Mangle leg, or at least fix her endoskeleton.
Chica said she should exercise it, but I don't think so. She should rest! And I should stay with her, it be my fault anyway...even though she doesn't know.
"How are ye doing lassie?" I inquired.
"Alright I guess. Foxy, what were you really doing?" Mangle replied, quickly changing the subject.
"Uhh...I went to explore the attraction lass, I already told ye that." I lied.
"No you didn't. Foxy, I know when you're lying to me and when you're not. Tell me the truth!" Mangle snapped, nudging me.
"Fine. I went to...meet my old...f-friend." I sigh.
"Oh, okay. Who is your friend?" Mangle asked curiously.
"Umm...Freddy. Who else would it be?" I laugh, lying again.
All Mangle did was nod. She started playing with some old parts. I looked across the room at a lifeless Bonnie. Although he looked lifeless, his eyes were shining brightly, which meant he was listening to us. Oh great, the lad probably knows that I be lying to Mangle!..his eye shone brightly, lighting up the room.
"Uh, lass, shall we go to a different room?" I asked.
"Why? I like it in here, it isn't so dark. You know I'm not a fan of the dark Foxy." Mangle answered, looking disappointed.
       I sighed heavily. I like the dark. I like the shadows. But I don't really like being on my own, so I stayed with Mangle.
"Mangle, are ye sure?" I whispered persistently.
"Yeah." Mangle nodded.
"I be sorry lassie, it's just that Bonnie's eyes freak me out." I lied again.
"Really? Oh Foxy. Come on, let's go to another room. Foxy, I do love you. Do you promise that you still love me?" Mangle muttered.
     I couldn't believe she had asked me that question.
"Lass, seriously? Aye Mangle, I love ye more than anything!" I insisted.

Mangle's POV.
Suddenly, this tall, withered shape appeared in the corner of the room.
"What's that?!" I screamed in fear, clinging onto Foxy's arm.
"I don't know lass. I'll go and see. Stay here."
     Foxy ran off. I thought he was talking to the shape for a moment, but he couldn't have been...he didn't know who it was...did he?
     When he came back, I asked him about this.
"Do you know that creature? It looked an awful lot like Springtrap but I thought some man got trapped inside him. The man who killed us...it wasn't Springtrap was it?"

Foxy's POV.
Mangle is not thick. She suspected something...
"No lassie, of course it's not Springtrap. He's long gone!!! I don't know what it was, it just disappeared." I gabbled.
  The lass didn't answer. She just nodded slowly. I feel bad about lying again...