It Was Meant To Be [A Fronnie Fanfic]

Chapter 18 - Torture

Many of you were unpleased with the fact that Chica got her beak ripped open. *tears up* It is so sad!!! ;-;....

Anyway, this one will also contain tons of cursing! And sad moments....

Did nobody else realize that Mangle is fully repaired? She does not look like how she does in the game. LOL.

Me: Happy Sunday!

Friend: ITS SUNDAY NOTHING GOOD ABOUT IT!

Me: ;-;

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"HOW COULD YOU!" Thunder yelled, clutching on the cage that separated her and Bonnie, from their friend, who was crying. Chica tried shielding her face, but then Toy Chica noticed, and smirked, getting close to her. "Oh hon, it's fine. It isn't like you would ever be pretty. Not like me." Bonnie was now awake and was fully aware of what was going on. She stumbled up and stared at her.

Bonnie stood up, and watched her friend Chica cry, as she felt her beak, which was ripped open, Toy Chica was smiling devilishly and she carefully looked at the table strewn with weapons. "You know Chica, I didn't want to do this, but you and Thunder gave me no choice."

Chica watched as she picked up a thorn covered whip, and carefully messed around with it. "Fuck you! Fuck you ya jealous bitch!" Bonnie said, as she angrily kicked the cage. Toy Chica looked over at Bonnie, and was highly offended.

"Aww, is the little slut going to cry cause she can't get a man?" Thunder whined sarcastically, as Toy Chica spat back at her. "I got men way before you Thunder so shut the hell up." Thunder rolled her eyes. "Well at least I dont have to be a slut to get a guy." She said, getting more angry.

Toy Chica tossed the thorn covered whip aside and spoke to her. "Oh sweetie, the only reason Goldie is dating you is cause he feels bad for you." She said with a smirk. Thunder smirked and spat something back. "Where did I hear that before? Oh right, Goldie was saying the same thing about you." Toy Chica clenched her fists and threw her hands up in anger. Mangle motioned her friend to leave. Toy Chica nodded her head and walked out.

Mangle chuckled quietly as she watched her enraged friend storm passed her before she walked in, quietly, and coolly. She looked at the weapons strewn on the table before her. Varying from axes to blades, to knives, to a thorn covered whip. She smirked hauntingly at the whip, and carefully picked it up. She let it go, and the whip was about six feet long. "Who wants to play first?" She said, giving out a little chuckle. The other girls looked at her in horror.

Freddy growled, clenching his fists. He had no idea where Bonnie, Chica, or Thunder were, and what could happen? He knew Mangle or Toy Chica would hurt them...but would they go so far and murder them? Foxy was full of anger and was enraged. He was ticked off that he let Chica escape his sights. Cause of him, he thought, Chica and the others got kidnapped. He knew without doubt that Toy Chica would torture Chica, and may go so far as to even murder her.

Goldie on the other hand, wasn't worried at all. He knew that Mangle and Toy Chica were too afraid to murder the girls. He knew that the girls would somehow find a way to attack them. After Mangle and Toy Chica murdered them, if they did, what would they say? That they found them dead and have the guys move on with their miserable lives? There would be no excuse for them if the girls were dead.

Unless.....

The thought never popped into his mind until now. The two girls, Toy Chica and Mangle, they had planned this all out. They were going to murder the girls, and then...

He stopped there, not wanting to continue. He paused for a moment to look around a bit. Freddy noticed his brother stopped and screeched go a halt. Foxy did the same. "What's wrong Goldie?" He asked worriedly. The golden bear looked around before finding a scrapped piece of white fur.