Mangle's POV.
    I think Foxy is hiding something from me. He keeps stuttering every time I ask him about stuff. He was definitely lying about that strange figure. I swear he was talking to it! I don't know if he's actually lying to me, but I will find out. 
    "Hey Foxy, I'm just gonna go and see if any other toy animatronics are about. Hopefully they haven't been burnt." I explained.
"Okie dokie, lass. Have fun! See ye later." He called.
    It took me quite a while to find the toys. But luckily, they were only a tiny bit burnt. (They're not scrapped in my books).
"MANGLE!!!!!!" Screamed Toy Chica, lunging herself at me and cuddling me tightly, knocking me off my feet.
"Woah! Chi-Chi, careful with my leg!" I giggled, hugging her back.
"Oh my god! How did that happen? Did it burn off in the fire?" Toy Bonnie asked, squirming.
"You're such a girl Bonnie! But yeah, it burnt off in the fire and I blacked out. Luckily, Foxy saved me though, and apart from my leg, I'm okay." I explained.
        Toy Chica helped me up and hugged me even tighter.
"Oh Mangle, I'm so sorry. At least you have Foxy, right?" She sniffed, tearing up.
"Yep, exactly. Please don't get too upset though, I need your help. All three of your help." I said.
"Okay...what's the problem?" Toy Freddy inquired, stretching out lazily.
"Well...I keep seeing this strange figure...it looks like Springtrap, but he's gone, isn't he? He did help me and Foxy get married but...oh I think Foxy's hiding something from me and I need your help to find out if he knows that withered...robot...thing..." I gabbled, slamming myself down onto the floor.
      There was silence for a while, but Toy Chica broke it after a few minutes.
"Okay then. All we've got to do is wait for the right moment. Has Foxy gone anywhere without you lately?" She asked.
"Yeah...for ages..."
"Well, the next time he goes again, we can follow him and see if he's talking to that figure you were going on about."
"Yeah. Can I come too? I LOVE MYSTERIES!!!" Toy Bonnie screeched excitedly.
"Okay, okay! You can come. Wanna come Fred?" Toy Chica gushed.
"No. I'll be sleeping." Toy Freddy muttered, pulling his hat over his head.
"And maybe eating as well..." He added.
"Fat pig..." I snapped.