《(Foxy x Mangle book 1) Mangled Love》The broken fox.
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Chica's POV.
I can't believe Foxy said all that to me yesterday. I'm so upset. He'll never love me. He loves MANGLE. Mangle, that disgusting little rat. I hate her so much. So, because she's stealing Foxy off me, I'm going to teach her a lesson. Foxy hung out with Bonnie a lot today, so I decided to rip her precious pink and white skin off, bit by bit. She was walking down the hall, going to find Foxy, when I leapt out at her!
"Chica??? Please, don't hurt me!!" She screamed like a little wimp.
I grinned and grabbed her by her neck. Then, I reached out, grabbed a big knife, and started scraping all her skin off. When I was finished, I heard footsteps. I ran off quickly.
Foxy's POV.
I found Mangle laying lifelessly on the floor. She was broken. Her endoskeleton was out and the only suit bit that was still on her, was her head and her tail!
"Mangle, lass! What happened?" I gasped.
"Chica ripped me up. Now I'm ugly!" Mangle sobbed.
I knelt down and picked the poor broken fox up. My poor Mangle.
"I'll deal with that stupid chicken later. But Mangle, I still love you, okay?" I explained.
Mangle smiled weakly. She hugged me. "Thanks Foxy. I love you too."
I then helped her up. She couldn't walk that good, so I carried her.
"You can't carry me all the time,. Foxy." Mangle sniffed.
"But how can you move around?"
Mangle thought for a minute and then she smiled bravely, wiping away a few tears. She leapt out of my arms and climbed up the wall and jumped onto the ceiling. Then she walked on the ceiling.
I laughed.
Poor old Mangle. I'll love her no matter what.
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Mangle's POV.
I'm so depressed right now. I'm all broken. Chica did it. I hate her just as much as Foxy now. She's a jealous, selfish pig!!
But Foxy still loves me. Yay!!!! He brung me to Pirates Cove and told me jokes and cuddled me and made me feel better, but even his funniest joke didn't make me laugh as hard as I usually do. I just giggled politely. But I don't stop crying all day long. Because I'm ugly. At least Foxy still loves me.....I really don't know what I'd do without him.
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