Long Overdue <Fnaf- Toy Chica x Jeremy>

Chapter Four~

Jeremy woke up and began to get ready for work. He put on his blue uniform oncemore and marched on down to Freddy's.
"Night three on the job..!" He announced, checking in at exactly 12:00am.
"Hi Jeremy!" A voice called from down the hall only moments later. It was TC.
"TC!" Jeremy exclaimed happily. Not thinking, he ran over and hugged her.
Toy Chica blushed fiercely, not expecting Jeremy of all people to want a hug. "You had me worried sick! I'm so glad you're okay...wait..." His face turned bright red as he realized he was hugging TC. He pulled away from her, dusting himself off.
"Um..." Toy Chica began. Both of them stared without saying a word. Jeremy coughed, trying to break the tension between them. "Well, um, I-I'm gunna go now... nice seeing you Jeremy..?" TC continued.
"Oh, uh, um, ya... n-nice seeing you too TC..." Jeremy replied. He was really embarrassed.

Why did i do that..? What was i thinking.?
Thats the problem Jeremy... you weren't thinking... ugh...

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Until about 2am there was no movement from any of the animationics. Jeremy made sure to keep an eye on The Mangle.
But the one time he looked away, who did he see down the hall? Hanging upside down from the ceiling was none other than the torn apart Mangle of Kid's Cove.
"Oh God, oh God, oh God, TC, what do we-" Jeremy began. He had forgotten TC wasn't with him. "Ugh... I'm such a fail..." Jeremy continued, slamming his face into his desk.
When he looked up, who did he see? Mangle. In his office.
"Ey, poor laddie..." It began. Jeremy wasn't quite sure if it was a boy or a girl. "Ye be heartbroken, eh?"
"Not really, just kind of, embarrassed... i wish i didn't- ugh... what was i thinking..?" Jeremy replied, putting his head back down on his desk. He didn't care who it was, he just wanted to talk to someone. And usually, Jeremy NEVER wanted to talk. Toy Chica must've changed that about him; it seemed he was somewhat breaking out of his shell. Not even close, but somewhat.
"Eh, i wouldn't be so concerned lad. She'll be back." Mangle continued.
"You think so?" Jeremy asked.
"I know so." Mangle replied. Jeremy looked up.
"Thanks Mang-l-e..." Jeremy froze.
"What?" Mangle asked, confused by Jeremy's sudden change in tone.
Mangle was mostly an exoskeleton and spare animationic parts. There were a variety of parts scattered in its many knots of a body. But the one part that stood out the most was a bright orange beak.
Toy Chica's beak.
Mangle had stolen Toy Chica's beak.