< Dedicated to @joseyphipps for being just that amazing and being the first to get my hidden message. For those of you who want to know what it was from, the quote 'just keep moving forward' was from Meet the Robinsons and abstract movie that made me laugh. That quote helped me through that day. I hope it helps you through yours, to whoever reads this :) >
<Mangle's P.O.V>
I'm in the worst possible situation right now. And I think Foxy has done this on purpose. Oh why? I have to choose. I realize. I have to choose. Will I choose my best friend or the guy I love? This pressure is unbearable. The silence that fills the space and makes the tension triple is worse.
My mind is cloudy with doubts and thoughts. What if I hurt one of them with my answer? What will they do? How will I react? Most importantly, who will I choose? Foxy is the one who caused such a great rift between me and Chica, my best friend since that tragic day, even though he was oblivious to the whole thing. I... I don't know.
Okay. Rational mind engage. What would I gain, and what would I lose?
Think. I force myself to think. Think.
Chica, my best friend. We've been through so much together. Scrapping. New restaurants. Nightmares. Everything you could imagine. We've climbed mountains together. She is my other half. The yin to my yang. My soul mate. I smile at the thought. Chica has been there for everything. My ups and my downs. She knows what makes me happy. She knows what makes me sad. She knows my deepest and darkest secrets. She knows who I like. She knows who I dislike. And I know as well. I know who she likes, dislikes, hates, I know what makes her happy, sad, enraged. I know what her deepest darkest secrets are. We share the same tears. The same fears. The same love. The same courage.
And then there's Foxy. He's been there as well. When things were falling apart and Chica was broken as well, he was there to hold us up. He was our steady support beam. If he fell, we fell too. He was the dawn on our darkest night. But he was ours. Not mine. Never mine. Always ours.
Time is granting me a miracle. It is standing still. Or maybe I've just locked myself away in my own mind. Either way, not a thing moves. Foxy stands there, eyes sparkling with hope and false courage, then Chica stands next to me, smiling, but this smile is sad. She thinks she knows what I'm going to choose. But can I really? Can I still choose this guy who so rudely intruded into our friendship and cut that already breaking piece thread? Can I? He tore us apart.
And suddenly, my mind is clear. Time flows on and a steady Tick. Tick. Tick. as the clock clicks on. I inhale. I exhale. I look. I see. My mind is no longer cloudy. I know my answer. Standing up as straight as my deformed shape allows me to, I look each animatronic in the eye seriously.
Then I open my mouth and let out a fate changing word. "No." And I have no regrets. Not even as Foxy's face falls. Not even as Chica's eyes light up and her smile turns into an 'o' out of shock. Not even as Freddy smiles slyly and slinks back into the restaurant. Not even as Bonnie shakes his head slightly and envelopes a now dumbfounded fox in his arms and whispers soothing words.
Not even as my circuits malfunction and my vision is abruptly cut. Not even as I feel myself slipping.
Only until it's too late do I realize I made a mistake.
A mistake. That will cost us.
But they have made a mistake as well.
We have nothing to lose.
We're already dead aren't we?
Bring it on.
The End.
Or is it?
< INSPIRAAAAAAAAAAAAAATION IS STRIKING LIKE LIGHTNING. e.e Just you guys wait for what I have in store. I'm not even quite sure yet. But it may just involve some humans. A frankenstein or two. Ya know. Usual fanfic. ;)
Whelp. INSANELY TOMATO OUT! *Salutes* See ya peeps :)
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Love Triangle
FanfictionMangle and Chica both like Foxy, but Mangle and Chica are best friends! At least they used to be. Now it's a never ending war between the two, battling for Foxy's love. Who will win? Will the two ever restore their friendship?