Mangle {A Five Night's at Freddy's Fanfic} ON HOLD

Chapter 1

A/N: Hallo people. New book. *new book dance* Anyway, this is a Mangle book. I'm actually going to try and stick with the plotline of the game. Ehhh. Fun... By the way, the characters I chose won't come until, i dunno, chapter 10 or something. So for now we will have random characters like John and Brian. Anyway I'm falling asleep already. And I'm going to start calling my followers and readers Cinnamon Rolls. Don't ask why, just accept that fact that you are a cinnamon roll, and you will always be a cinnamon roll. But if you don't want to be a cinnamon roll, I don't know what to tell you. Your not a cinnamon role. Your an apple slice if you don't like cinnamon rolls. What is going on right now? Why am I talking about this? Anyway, cinnamon rolls and apple slices, I shall continue to the story. Nyaaa. To the story.

Mangle's POV ((I literally fell asleep for like 30 minutes after writing that. Mangle why you do this?))

August 25th, 1983 ((No that's not the exact date. I just decided to put a random date for this.))

Fredbear's Family Diner was opening up. I was one of the newer models. I was supposed to be a pirate for the boys and girls who liked that kind of stuff. I had my own little parrot too! It was really cool. I had a few minor glitches though. I would have system failures alot of times and some glitching here and there. My voice also had a bug in it. I would stutter from time to time.

But I was being made by this guy. His name was Scott. He has a wife and even two sons. He's still building me. He has to fix my wiring and my left eye. He also has to work with my parrot. My parrot is bugging out alot. And my parrot is missing part of it's endoskeleton head. He has to fix alot of things, but so far, I'm working nicely. I just need those things fixed and I'll be ready to hit the stage. 

Scott and his wife left to go to work, leaving Daniel in charge. But, other than him being in charge, I have to look after Daniel and Timothy. It was one of my jobs. I was programmed to spot any kind of threats also. So I will know if something happens.

I layed down in Scott's bedroom floor. I was like a pet to them sort of. I drew circles into the floor. I heard the bedroom door open and I looked up to see little Timothy. He was crying like he usually does. Poor boy, he always has these nightmares. He had the nightmares of the characters that would be coming out soon. I'm not sure why those characters, though. They don't even exist yet.

I heard that they would be called Bonnie, Chica, and Foxy. It sort of saddened me that I might get replaced by another fox, but oh well. There's also one named Freddy. I'm guessing that he's going to be a newer version of Fredbear. Hm.

Timothy looked at me, a bit startled and walked out and into the living room. I sighed quietly and rested my head on the floor.  It was quiet before I heard two certain little boys scream. I quickly ran into the living room to see Timothy sobbing on the floor and Daniel laughing with a fox mask on. He came out from behind the TV and retreated to his bedroom.

I walked up to Timothy and layed down next to him. He wiped his eyes and sat up, falling back a little when seeing me. I smiled at him and he stroked my fur, as if petting a cat. He continued doing so, still quietly crying. It's a shame that his parent's are too busy to care for him. It saddens me.

After at least 20 or 30 minutes, Scott returned and I looked at up at him. Timothy tripped over everything to get to Scott and his wife. He started crying to them.

"Oh come on, Daniel wouldn't do that." He said and patted my head before sitting on the couch and watching TV. I walked up next to him as a Fredbear's Family Diner commercial came on the TV. I looked at the singing characters. Am I going to work with those characters? They were both a yellow gold. One was a bunny and one was Fredbear. I guess I was going to be the first that wasn't yellow, seeing as though I am white and pink. I look at Timothy, you was now running to his room. That left me and a sleeping Scott in here.

I sigh quietly and lay down on the rug, shutting my power off for the night.

DEAR LORD IT TOOK ME FOREVER TO MAKE THIS CHAPTER. Ok, now I'm going to watch Supernatural until I pass out.