Mangle's POV
The voice continued to echo in my mind and throughout the warehouse, what the heck?!
"S-Show yourself!" I managed to get out.
"If you insist." It replied, I could feel it smirking.
Suddenly, a pair of two bright yellow glowing eyes appeared in a shadowy corner of the room, looming at me from the dark. I gasped as I could just make out a figure to which they belonged.
"So, what might a pretty Fox like yourself..be doing in a horrid place like this?"
"W-well that's none of your business.." I stuttered, trying not to sound completely terrified.
"Ha ha! Nervous? Now, there's no need to be nervous. Like I said, I'm a Friend." He replied laughing mischievously.
"How can I believe you if I can't even see you.." I said ominously.
"If I did reveal myself, I'm afraid you'd scream."
"I'm not afraid of you. To be perfectly honest, it can't be any worse than myself.." I said looking down at my horrible endo-skeleton.
There was a pause for a few moments until he finally replied,
"Alright, you've twisted my arm. You're a persistent one, eh?" He chuckled softly.
I nodded awkwardly, and with that he stepped out of the shadows to reveal a Murky-Golden coloured Rabbit animatronic. He had more rips and tears than I could count, not to mention his wires were tangled in every single place. His eyes shine a bright golden colour with a tint of green in them.
"So, you didn't answer me earlier. Just what are you doing up here?" He asked tapping his Chin.
"I-I don't know..just getting away from the Pizzeria I Guess." I shrugged casually, not one bit bothered by his appearance. When you're me, you get used to things that may shock you.
"Pfft, I getcha. Let me Guess, you're sick of being miss treated and have come to stay in the big o'l strange warehouse for a while?" He said knowingly. How does he-?
"How do you know that exactly?" A slight sense of anger in my voice. Has he been spying?
"I know alot of things about you guys. Freddy, Foxy, Chica, Bonnie..,The 'Toys'
He paused,
"Even Marionette and..Goldie." He said Goldie's name through gritted teeth, Like he knew him and had history with him.
"But enough about that, I should introduce myself."
"What a gentleman." I replied sarcastically.
He smirked at me and continued, "They call me Springtrap now'a days, I used to have a less menacing name, but let's stick with that." He said, taking a jokey bow infront of where I was crouched on the floor.
"If you don't mind me asking Springtrap, what are you doing up here?" I asked curiously, wondering if I'd regret asking.
"Just rotting away I suppose, I can't go back there," He said nodding downwards to the restaurant.
"Too much history.." He said, looking quite sad, showing a softer side to his current one.
"With who?" I asked.
"A certain Gold bear by the name of 'Goldie'. He ruined my life." He said clenching his fists. My ears perked up, he certainly seemed to have a short temper and I didn't want to get in shooting-range, if you know what I mean.
"I'm not too familiar with the 'Olds' history, Nor yours or Golden Freddy, but I'm guessing it isn't good." I said getting up off the floor and hooking onto something to help me get to his height.
"You could say that." He sighed.
"Well, I won't press you to tell me, that's fine. But, do you want me to fix your voice box? I've watched Marionette fix mine enough times to know how to." I said smiling.
His Long, beaten up ears lifted up slightly and he smiled, "Y-You can?" He asked hopefully. I gave him a nod and his smile quickly grew into a grin.
After about 45 minutes of searching for any tools in the warehouse, and fixing a few other bits; like tears, rips and wires, I managed to fix him about 75%
Golf trophy for me, right? Ha, Marionette would be sooo proud...
"Soo..how do I sound?" He asked in a less glitchy and scratchy voice. "You tell me." I giggled. He smirked weakly while admiring himself, and have me a quick hug, I was shocked at first because he didn't seem like one for affection, but got used to it. "Thanks a lot Mangle. I did try fixing myself, I just didn't have enough energy in the o'l tank I Guess." He sighed. "Well, your welcome." I beamed.
"Is there anyway I could repay you?" He asked smirking his classic smile. "Not unless you can fix this mess." I replied ushering to my wires gripping onto a post nearby to dangle from.
He circled me for a second like a vulture circles its prey, which creeped me out. "What?" I asked curiously. "Well, if you wanted me to, and if you had the patience-" Interrupted him, as if he needed to continue.
HE COULD FIX ME!!
HE COULD FAZZBEARING FIX ME!!
Excuse my language,
"Y-You COULD?!" I asked unbelievabley, my eyes lighting up for the first time in ages. He laughed and nodded, oh god his laugh reminds me of Foxy's..
I ponder the thought of getting back to the others, but quickly decide on staying until he fixes me.
Here's my plan;
1. Springtrap Fixes me
2. Thank him profusely
3. Find out what happened between him and Golden Freddy
4. Use my powers of psychology to convince him to come back to the new and improved Pizzeria, hopefully.
5. Introduce him to everyone
6. Probably fix him up with someone
7.Make up with Foxy and try to congratulate him on his new relationship..
(Optional)
This is:Mangle's-plan-to-make-everything-good-again.
Pretty neat, huh?
"Well c'mon, let's get started!" He smiled.
I nodded and we made our way over to a big table where I laid myself down. "I warn you, it may take a while, my skills are a little rusty, is that okay?" He asked me with concern in his voice. "Hey, I'll be fine and you'll do great! If you don't, forget about it! You did your best and that's all that matters." I smiled weakly at him from the table. "Nope, I'm going to fix you, even if it takes a week!" He said proudly with determination in his voice, I imagine a large American Flag appearing behind him like he's running for president. I giggled at this and let him continue.
Could this be it?
The day I finally get fixed?!
Everyone, prepare yourselves...
SPRINGTRAP IS SECRETLY NICE!
Mind.
Frickin.
Blown.
As usual, Im trying not to follow the stereotypes.
'But Springtrap is just this big Jerk who's only there for romantic tension between Foxy and Mangle! Just like in your other story!' I hear you say? No, no, NO dear readers and possible jerks..
(No offence possible jerks, I myself am one too.)
Anyway, I try to vary my stories plot lines, not just the same stuff. The only thing that will never, and I mean NEVER change will be;
LE FANGLE!!! OR LE MOXY!! Whatever you French people call it.
But, IS MANGLE GETTING FIXED?! COULD THIS BE THE DAY?! Or two days, however Long it takes. I just want you to keep one thing in mind;
Picture a huge American flag behind Springtrap and him giving an inspirational speech to the fandom.
I'm going to let that sink in..
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