Five Nights at Flames

Carla the... Cat?

(Foxy's POV)

I didn't know what to make of this. Mangle was dead and I was being shipped to some dragon entertainment place. One of them creepy human animatronics even was driving the gosh darn shipping truck. I hate them. I blame them for killing Mangle.

(Bonnie's POV)

Foxy has been pretty upset about Mangle's death. I don't blame him. Everyone is a bit upset but foxy has been expressing his feelings... aggressively. He blames the worker animatronics for her death. I don't. Mangle has been so messed up for so long. It was going to happen. One day we will die too. One day we will all be together again. 

(Chica's POV)

"How... how could this happen to me." I thought. My only girl friend had been taken away from me.  She was the only one who understands me. All the others would yell at me to stop obsessing over pizza but Mangle was ok with it. We would chill out and have some of our girl talks. Now Mangle was gone, and I had no one. Not even my little pink cupcake. Oh how I wish I could go back to Fazbear's, back to home. Back to Mangle.

(Freddy's POV)

Everyone has been miserable since Mangle died. I am too, but we can't let this get in our way. We are meeting a new friend and we can't have our first impression be a bunch of sad sacks complaining about everything. I tried to cheer everyone up but no luck. I sat there wondering what I could do to make everyone happy again. Soon the truck slowed to a stop. The door opened and a little cat human stood in the opining. "It's getting late so I wondered if you wanted to stop and walk around and get used to your new bodies before night." She said smiling. She has black cat ears and a little black nose. She had emerald green eyes and a long black cat tail with a pink bow at the end. "Are you guys coming out or should I keep driving?" She asked. "I would like to hang around a bit." I said climbing out of the truck, nearly falling over. Being a dragon was very new and odd to all of us, also I thought this would be a great way to take our minds off Mangle. "Ok, Im coming out too." I heard Bonnie say. I helped him walk around a bit before Foxy decided to come out. He got out of the truck. I came to help him but it was to late. He tripped and fell flat on the ground, arms spread out superman style. I helped him up and turned to Chica. "Are you coming out?" I asked. "No." She answered. She seemed depressed now that mangle was gone and was very hard to cheer up. Foxy, Bonnie and I played around before we got back into the truck and drove into the night.