The Loner | Foxy x Mangle Highschool

Chapter 20

(Mangle POV)

Beep Beep Beep Beep Be—

I walked through the door and shut off my alarm, having been awake earlier than usual. I spin around and look at myself in the mirror. I smile, looking better than I did yesterday, even if I am still not perfect. I lie on my bed and pull out my phone to scroll through social media and listen to music.

-one hour later-

I hear the doorbell ring downstairs, along with a loud pounding. I slowly get up and walk downstairs. I cautiously open the door and TC bursts through. "Mangle! Your alright! " She yells, smiling and hugging me. I laugh, "Yes, I'm fine Foxy woke up! " I tell her. "I know that already. That's why I came to check on you!" She yells. I look at her confused. "Who told you..." oh, I see Bonnie told TB and then he told you." She nods in response. "How about a ride to school since I'm here already?" TC says. I nod, smiling. "Sounds good, let me just text Foxy," I say. She nods and walks to her car.

(Texts)

-Mangle- Hey, my TC is taking me to school today, so there will be no cafe.

-Foxy-No problem, see you at school.

(Foxy POV)

I put down my phone and walked downstairs. "Can you take me to the cafe, Mom? I think my car is still parked."I look around the quiet, empty kitchen and see a note on the fridge. I walk over to it and pull it down to read it.

I'm sorry, Foxy, but I had an urgent work call. I'm going to be gone for a few days. There's food in the fridge, and your car is getting towed and brought to the house after school.

Be careful with your back!!!

-Love
-Mom

I sigh and stick the note on the fridge again "Leave it to her to have to leave after her son was in a coma." I say, sarcastically rolling my eyes. "I guess I'm riding my skateboard to school." I sigh, taking the toast out of the toaster and walking to the door.

at school

I step off my board and kick it into my hand to walk inside. When I open the doors and start on my path to my locker, everyone is staring at me and whispering to people next to

"Is that Foxy?"

"I thought he was dead."

"No, we're not that lucky." Someone says I look up and stare right at them, causing my hood to fall. They back up and gulp, knowing what they just said. I glare at them as I begin to walk again. I flick up my hood and look back to see everyone looking at me and the person holding their chest and sighing in relief. I look forward again and see a skateboard heading straight for my face, giving me no time to react. I fall to the ground and feel a sharp pain in my back and my nose. I hold my nose and smell the metallic smell of blood. I pulled back my hand to see it covered in blood. I look at who hit me and see two of the people Springtrap had with him when he attacked me. "Welcome back to the land of the living fox boy. I heard you killed yourself. " The one holding a skateboard laughing. "What do you want?" I growled, feeling warm blood gush from my nose. "Oh, we just want to have a little fun, that's all." The other goon says I stand up and crack my nose back into place, feeling immense pain doing so but keeping a straight face. The goons look slightly surprised but keep moving forward. "You want fun? I'll give you fun. " I growl, smirking. The goons rush after me and both punch me in the face causing my nose to pop again and blood to start flowing. I punched one in the nose to return the favor. Before he can hit me with a board again, I turn around and kick him in the stomach. I was about to hit him again, but the third of the group comes behind with my skateboard in hand and hits me across the side of my head with such force that it makes me bash my shoulder into the row of lockers, and my board snaps in half.