FOXY'S POV
I sat outside the girls bathroom quietly, looking at my hands. They had been in there for at least ten minutes.
I looked up to see Toy Chica walking out, a brave face on. She looked down at me and smiled, then walked out towards the stage.
Mangle came out shortly after her. She looked to her side to see me.
I got up, grabbing her hand. "Is the lass okay?" I asked.
Mangle sighed. "Foxy, she's fine. She's just worried about her relationship with Bonnie."
I looked at her for a few seconds before blushing and looking away. "Well I thought that since the party rooms are by the office.... Why don't we go on a little scare?" I said, looking at her with one eyebrow up.
She laughed, pushing my face away gently. "Okay okay, let's do it!"
I smiled and lead her down the hallway. We passed all the party rooms, and stood before the office entrance.
I glanced at Mangle with a smile. I put my hook up near my face, my other hand near my hip, and leaned forward a bit.
Mangle looked at me, frowning a bit. She looked straight ahead again, fixing herself in the same position that I was.
There it was, that annoying flashlight shining on us.
"WHAT?" The night guard said. "He never told me that animatronic!" He hissed, flashing the light on us.
I growled. "It gets old after a while!"
Mangle was silent, holding her position and expression.
"Argh! Stupid light!" I hissed, shielding my eyes with an arm and grabbing Mangle. I pulled her back into a party room.
"Man, that light really is annoying!" Mangle said, rubbing an eye.
"Yeah, I know lassie. But I got a plan." I told her.
She nodded, motioning for me to continue.
"Okay. So ye go in the vent," I pointed to the vent in the room. "I'll be in the hall thar. And I'll bet ye Balloon boy will be in the other vent. But the lad will be so busy trying to flash me away Bb can get his battery's to the Flashlight and I can get em!" I said excitedly.
"Okay." Mangle said, smiling.
"But wait. If he goes for that mask.." I put my face in my palm. "I don't know how ye guys fall for that! The whole Freddy mask thing. Messes with Ye facial scanners."
Mangle smiled at me. "I know... But it's Freddy I mean come on!"
I sighed, shaking my head. "It's okay, I still like ye even though you can fall for that. Now in ye go." I pushed her towards the vent gently, then left to go to the hall.
MANGLE'S POV
I blushed at his touch. I bent down, peering into the vent. 'I've done this before..' I thought as I crawled in.
"Grrrrr! You're kidding me!" The night guard growled as a small light flashed in my face.
I smiled at it before crawling further into the vent. I peered out into the office, looking right at the night guard.
He didn't seem to notice, and was flashing the light on Foxy.
I glanced across to the other vent and saw BB looking out.
The night guard checked the cameras, and out crawled BB.
"Hello."
I stifled a laugh as the guard slammed the tablet on the table, and tried to click on the flashlight.
"N-n-n-n-no! DANG IT! Balloon boy I HATE you! HATE!" He yelled.
Then there was Foxy, jumping at the guard with outstretched arms and a scream.
I blushed and held back another laugh as Foxy tackled him to the floor.
Foxy smiled, getting up. I came out of the vent and into the office.
"Unconscious." He laughed.
I blushed. He had a cute pirate laugh. "Good."
Foxy looked at BB. "Aye, thank ye lad."
"Ha-ha!" BB said, his head bobbing up and down.
Foxy turned to me, grabbing my hand. "Now we've got that taken care of..." He said, coming closer to me.
I blushed, smiling up at him. "Somewhere more.. Uh, private?" I asked with a giggle. "No passed out night guards and Balloon Boys?"
Foxy laughed. "Of course lassie. Follow Captain Foxy!"
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The Two Foxes (A FoxyXMangle Fanfiction.)
FanficDISCLAIMER!: I DO NOT OWN FIVE NIGHTS AT FREDDY'S! IT BELONGS TO SCOTT CAWTHON. ART ON COVER: BY ME! (I don't know the exact stories of five nights at Freddy's so please, no hate comments on my story. ALSO: IF YOU CANT HANDLE KISSING OR MAKE OUT SC...