Toy Freddy was on his daily stroll along the Pizzeria he had so grown accustomed to. And yet, one room always eluded his mind as he went: Mangle's room. It's not that he had sour feelings for the broken down fox, he just never felt compelled to enter. It was far darker in there than any other room, well, besides the spare parts room. But that's a tale for another question!

"Mangle is pretty chill. I wouldn't be if I were them. What they had to go through with those snot nosed brats! All the ripping and tearing. Ugh, just the feeling makes my joints ache." The chubby bear scratched at his arms, shivering a bit.