I groaned in pain from the massive headache I can only blame a wrench for.

A/n: 😉

"Mangle! Mangle!" ChiChi called from down the hall.

"I-"

"Shhhh," the purple-haired stranger's voice said as he put a hand over my mouth.

I bit his hand as hard as I could, my sharp fangs digging into his skin.

He pulled his hand out of my mouth with so much force that he cut himself on my teeth.

"You have five seconds before I start screaming again," I said as I glared at him.

He looks down at me, I can see his face now. The bandages, the blood.

"Will you just shut up and listen?!" He demands.

"I...I..." I nodded.

"I'm going to do something that's going to get me into a lot of trouble," he tells me.

"What's that?"

"I'm going to let you go," he reaches down and starts to untie me.

"Wait...really?" I ask as I watch him untie my ankles.

"Yep, now listen," he stands up and lifts my chin so I'm looking him in the eyes.

"Yeah?"

"I need you to play along,"

I nodded.

He walked back into the room, the others anxiously staring at him.

"Well?!" The redhead asked.

"No one gave you permission to speak!" The brunette barked, he whimpered in fear, "Bonnie, you have permission to speak," he said to the purple-haired one who I'm guessing goes by Bonnie.

Wait...Bonnie...Toy Bonnie must be named after him. That means the brunette must be Freddy, as for the redhead...Foxy.

"She agreed to give us the necessary information to aid our escape," he explains, "Right?"

Everyone turns to me, "Um...yeah..." I said to them, not completely sure of what I'm supposed to say.

"Then start talkin'!" Freddy growled.

"Ummm..." I looked at Bonnie trying to ask him what to say next.

"Under one condition..." He whispers.

I nod, "Under one condition," I tell them.

"That being?" Freddy asks me.

"You let me go," I tell them proudly.

Foxy was glaring me, he was onto me, "I see what you're-" he began.

"Permission. Not. Granted!" Freddy yelled at him.

I'd never been more grateful for psychotic mood swings in my life.

"But capn-"

"Silence!"

Foxy growled at me. I smirked.

"Bonnie, bring her back to her cove, make sure she doesn't snitch," Freddy commanded.

He nodded and we walked outside, "You can't tell anyone what you saw," he tells me as we walk.

"Why?" I ask.

"Because I said so,"

"Oh no," I replied sarcastically.

"I'm serious,"

"Give me one good reason not to tell them,"

"For starters, you might start a war between Toys and Withereds if either side thinks the other is a threat,"

"I-"

"Foxy already doesn't trust you, and having him at your throat is never a good thing,"

"Okay I-"

"Oh, and Freddy will kill you. Need I go on?"

I shook my head, "You win. I'll keep quiet,"

"Good. I...guess I'll see you around,"

"Yep! Later!"

"Mhm," he had already began to walk back.

"Where the hell have you been?" ChiChi sassed from behind me.

Sh*t...