*Vixens POV*

I see Foxy collapse and catch him as he falls. I start crying and run to the parts and services room.

"FREDDY, HELP!!!"

OF:"What's wrong, Vixen?"

"Its Foxy. He collapsed and isn't waking up! He was stabbed by the Puppet and lost oil through the wound."

OF:"That damn Marionette, if he thinks he could just fuck around with my friends, then he is going to be taught a lesson. But anyways, I'll see what I can do."

I go to my spot in the kids cove and wait for the children. But they don't come. There to busy over by Freddy and the other stage animatronics. The day finishes up and I go to see Foxy. I knock on the door and am greeted by Old Bonnie.

"Hey Bonnie, I was wondering about Foxy?" I had been worrying all day about how he would be, hopefully alright.

OB:"I wish I couldn't answer this, but me to. He hasn't moved ever since Freddy fixed him up."

I run over to Foxy and see him on the table.

"Will he be alright?"

OF:"I dearly hope so, but I can't be too sure. I sorry, he may be awhile, but please, stay the night and keep him company."

I accept and pick him off the table, set him on the floor next to me, and put his head on my lap.

"Foxy, please wake up." I say kissing his forehead and stroking his fur. I then go to they and close my eyes then Toy Freddy comes in and sees me.

TF:"Vixen, what are you doing? You know you aren't supposed to be here."

"I know but this Fox was almost killed."

TF:"Why do you care about him then?"

"Because he almost died saving me."

TF:"Wait, who tried killing you?"

"The Marionette. And he was controlling Old Chica."

TF:"OK, thanks for telling. You can stay in here with him then. I need to go take care of business."

I look back at Foxy. I check his wound all sealed up. I keep thinking to myself" He going to be fine." But I'm not sure of it.

"Please Foxy, wake up." I say as I start to cry silently. Then coming into the room, I see Chica.

*To be continued...*