《the mangled monster; improved.》I'm Not That Bad At All;
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Three long, boring months pass, and I still haven't left my room. It seems like I've been curled up in my fluffy blanket, listening to people's conversations for three decades.
Finally, I decided it was time to be brave. I took a deep breath, and opened the door.
Immediately, Toy Freddy lunged at me, hugging me tightly.
I didn't know what to say. Toy Bonnie and Toy Chica were not far behind him, and they waved at me cheerfully.
"What the..."
"We missed you soooo much!! Are you okay?!" Toy Bonnie gabbled, in concern.
"Why are you all so happy to see me?" I demanded curiously.
"Because Marionette-WAIT YOU'RE NOT MARIONETTE!" Shouted Toy Freddy.
"You thought I was Marionette? Why?"
"Because he's been playing hide and seek with JJ and BB for three hours!" Laughed Toy Chica.
She must have noticed the look of horror and disgust on my face, because she quickly added: "of course, we missed you too Mangle."
Toy Freddy raised his eyebrows at Toy Chica.
"We didn't." He said, laughing as if he was a comedian.
"Well, I did." The chicken scolded. "Say what you want to me Freddy, I don't care. I missed Mangle. She's my friend."
"Seeing as you're besties for life then, you can get out of my Show Stage and go and stay with her for a while. Have fun!" Toy Freddy snapped back.
Toy Chica taken aback. She was like a goldfish for a second or two, opening and closing her mouth. I thought she'd apologise at once, but instead, she squeezed Toy Bonnie's hand, and strode off towards me.
"Come on Mangle." She said confidently, scowling at Toy Freddy.
"No! Chica!" Toy Bonnie gasped, looking as if someone had torn his arm off or something.
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"Bye Bonnie." Chica sniffed.
"So...why did you just get yourself in Toy Freddy's bad books for me?" I asked, when we were inside Kids Cove.
"Because that's what friends do. I've been wanting to come and visit you in these past months, but I've been so busy with Toy Freddy and Toy Bonnie, that I didn't have a chance to. I'm sorry Mangle. Can you forgive me?" The chicken sighed.
"Yeah, sure. But why were you laughing at me with Toy Bonnie when Toy Freddy was holding me against the wall three months ago?" I enquired.
"Huh?" Toy Chica looked genuinely confused. Then she giggled. "Oh! We weren't laughing at you! Toy Bonnie made a joke about Toy Freddy, and it was really funny!"
"Oh..."
Now I feel embarrassed.
Toy Chica stayed in the repair room at nights. I offered for her to stay in Kids Cove but she said it would be nice to have her own cute, little room to sleep in.
So I visited Foxy at Parts/Service. The other animatronics were asleep. Well, I thought they were.
"Mangle! I've missed ye so much lassie! Sorry I couldn't visit you, someone blocked the all the vents." Foxy cried, throwing his arms round me as soon as he opened the door.
"It's okay, and I've missed you too!" I smiled, hugging him back tightly.
"Come in." He grinned.
Maybe it would have been easier to go to Kids Cove, where there were no nosy robots who could potentially be listening to our conversations, but I was just so happy to see Foxy, I didn't care where we were and who was listening to us.
"Foxy...i love you." I whispered, lowering my voice at the last part.
"What lass? I didn't hear ye." Foxy asked curiously.
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"Uhhh..."
"She said she loves you." Butted in Bonnie, her eyes glinting brightly in the dark room.
Foxy went red, and so did I. Blushing like crazy, I turned away.
"Umm, I'm gonna go..." I muttered.
"Okay lass...but...uh...let me walk you back to Kids Cove." Foxy said quickly.
"I'll guard the door." Bonnie smiled.
"Thanks lad."
"So, uhhh...ye love me? Or was Bonnie lying?" Foxy stuttered.
"No, he wasn't lying. I do love you Foxy." I said, closing my eyes, getting ready for Foxy to laugh his head off and walk away from me, leaving me in the cold corridor on my own.
"Meet me at 8:00 tomorrow at Parts/Service." Foxy smiled, wrapping his arm round my shoulders.
I blushed. "Really?"
"Yes, it can be our little...d-date."
"See you then!" I grinned, practically bursting with excitement.
With that, Foxy went back to his location, and I ran into Kids Cove, dancing and doing cartwheels.
"I'M GOING ON A DATE WITH FOXYYYYYYYY!!!!!" I screamed.
"Really?! Oh Mangle, that's amazing! I wish I was going on a date with Toy Bonnie." Beamed Toy Chica, who was sitting on the floor in the corner, on her phone.
"Hey, what are you doing in here? It's two o'clock in the morning Chi!" I laughed, sitting next her.
"It's really cold and lonely in the Repair Room. Can I stay here?"
"Of course!" I grinned, hugging my friend. "I bet Toy Bonnie will ask you out soon. I mean, have you seen the way he looks at you?"
"No." She sighed.
"At least you're not an ugly broken mess. Chi Chi, you're beautiful." I sighed.
"Shut up Mangle, you are too! Why would Foxy like you back if you weren't?"
I thought for a moment. She was right, you know...I'm not that bad at all! :)
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