*Foxy's POV*

I wake up feeling a sharp pain on my stomach. I look down to see it patched up and my arm across where the wound was. I look around to see everyone looking at me.

"Why are you looking at me like that? Its like I just died and came back to life."

B:"Well, you were knocked out for about 2 days."

"Its all because of that Marionette. After this I will go find and kill him for this."

B:"Whatever makes you happy."

I get up and go towards the prize counter when I hear a noise from Kids cove.

"Vixen?" I ask.

Vixen:"Foxy, is that you."

"Yes, its me."

Vixen:"I thought you were dead."

"Here, I'll turn on the light to see better."

Vixen:"No, don't"

"Why?"

Vixen:"I can't let you see me like this."

"Well I want to see what's wrong, ok?

"Fine..."

I turn on the light and look at her and see...

"Holy crap! What happened?" I say looking at her. She was a mess. She had a arm where her leg should be and vice versa.

Vixen:"it was the Puppet."

"That doesn't matter now, let's get you fixed." It took awhile but I finally managed to put her back together.

"That'll do it!"

Vixen:"Thanks Foxy!" She said kissing me on the cheak.

"So do you want to spend the night in the storage room? We could easily get Bonnie to help us protect you."

Vixen:"Sure."

"OK, at least we'll treat you better than the Toys. Why are you friends with them anyways?"

Vixen:"I don't even know anymore." She said starting to softly cry.

"Don't worry, its OK."And then, the Puppet walks in.

Puppet:"I thought I killed you, Foxy. Looks like I need to finish the job..."

"Not this time."

Puppet:"Well let's find out then. Shall we?"

*To be continued...*