Don't You Remember? (A FoxyXMangle Fanfiction.)

Chapter 10

Mangle's POV

I woke up the next morning, screwing my fists in my eyes groggily. I looked around the dark room, and for a second, I had no idea where I was. Then I remembered last night, and I could feel a small smile coming onto my face.

I lazily turned my head to see Foxy, his back to me and all sprawled out, sound asleep. I smile at the sight, and return to staring at the wall of curtains closest to me.

I could hear Foxy stirring, and he rolled over, his arms engulfing me, and he pulled my back into his chest and hugged tightly. He nuzzled my neck, cuddling into me before he fell limp with sleep again.

I smiled, my body heating. I grabbed his hand and began to softly draw shapes on his palm with my finger. I turned back to him, my nose only centimeters from him. "Babe, you should get up." I said softly, chuckling lightly.

Foxy's eyes opened slightly, and he smiled softly at me. It was a truly adorable sight. He sat up, rubbing his eyes, and then he straightened himself and looked at me. "Are ye hungry?" He questioned in a raspy, sleepy tone.

I smiled and nodded my head. I started to stand up, but Foxy was already up, and he reached a hand down to help me. I generously took it, blushing slightly, and he lightly pulled me up with him. He pulled me into himself, our bodies touching and not even an inch between our mouths and we'd touch. I breathed heavily, looking at him with nervous eyes.

"I'd much rather stay in this bed with ye all day." He breathed, and my breath hitched slightly. He gently pushed me back a few steps. "And even do a little something," he smirked. "What do ye say Mangle?"

As much as I'd love to take up the offer, I couldn't. I didn't know if I wanted to be on that level with Foxy just yet. I smiled, "as much fun as that sounds, I'll have to pass for another time." I trailed my finger along his jaw until I got to the end.

Foxy looked a little upset, but surprised at my slight teasing. He didn't let go of his embrace on me, and I didn't try to break out of it either.

I pressed my lips to his, kissing him gently for a few seconds, before I stepped back and walked to the part in the curtains. "Come on, I'm hungry."

I could hear Foxy groan behind me, and I smirked to myself. Playing hard to get was really fun.

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Chica was mixing up some pancakes in the
kitchen. I got really excited. I'd never had them before, but I heard Foxy mention them while we were talking about our favorite foods one day.

They sure smelled delicious, I knew that. I watched, interested, as Chica poured the white batter into the pan, and it sizzled before it sat quietly, cooking.

"See, they key is to wait until the edges have little bubbles in them, and then you flip it over," Chica pointed to the indents on the side of the pancake, and she shoved the spatula under the cake. "Then voila! Golden pancake!" She chuckled slightly. "I'm teaching you this because when you and Foxy have kids, it'll come in handy."

I punched her in the arm and laughed. "We are NOT having kids." I said, crossing my arms over my chest and shifting my weight on to one foot. Thankfully Foxy, or anyone for that fact, wasn't in the kitchen with us when she said that.

Chica shrugged and said, "You never know. With as much time as you two spend alone, for all I know you've already done it." She smirked at me before she plopped the pancake on to a plate that already had one on it. "For your lover boy."

I snatch the plate from her and take the plate out to Foxy in the dining area. All of the animatronics were sitting at one table. Everyone already had their pancakes. They were all done up with butter and syrup spilling off the edges, and I couldn't wait to get my hands on them. They were all waiting until everyone had their pancakes to dig in.

I set the stack in front of Foxy, who glanced up at me with a small smile. "Thank ye," he said, and I nodded, pulling out a chair beside him to sit. Everyone made small talk while Chica was finishing up the last pancakes for her and I.

Soon, she emerged from the kitchen with two plates in her hands. She gave one to me, and I mumbled a thanks then began to fix up my food. I can't believe she went there; saying Foxy and I will have kids one day. I looked towards him. He was starting to eat at his pancake. I wanted to tell him what Chica said, but then he'd get too many ideas in his head. Sure, I loved Foxy to death, but I sure as hell wasn't ready to have that kind of commitment with him.

I cut my pancakes with a fork, and shoved the small triangle into my mouth. "Wow Chica, these are good," I said to the yellow animatronic beside me.

"Thanks!" She said happily.

It wasn't long before I finished the pancakes. Chica rarely ever made such a great breakfast. We always had leftover pizza from the days before. Not that the pizza was bad. Chica's pizza was amazing. But I do have to admit it got pretty old quick. It was nice to have something new for a change.

I felt Foxy's hand clutch mine under the table. I looked at him and he gave me a soft smile, in which I returned. I suddenly thought of something.

"Foxy?"

"Yea?"

"Have you ever been.. To the outside world? Like outside of the pizzeria?" I asked him quietly.

Foxy's eyes widened slightly. "Well.. N-no. Why?"

I shrugged, and I stood up. I pulled Foxy with me to the front of the pizzeria, despite his soft protests, away from all the chatter of the others. It was quiet up here, though I could hear the distant chatter of everyone. I moved back the blinds on the big window next to the door and took a look outside. I don't know what struck me to do so. It was like this instinct to look outside. There were tall buildings everywhere. The dawn light cast a light shade of orangish blue over the sight in front of me. I stared in awe.

"It's dangerous out there," Foxy whispered softly, wrapping his arms around my waist from behind and resting his head against mine.

I touched the glass window. "I want to go out there.. To feel what it's like." I breathed.

Foxy sighed. "No lass. Freddy would never allow ye to." He said.

I stared longingly at the city. I wondered what it felt like to breathe fresh air instead of the usual pizza scent filled air inside of the pizzeria. Instead of the cleaning products used daily by janitors. I wondered what it was like to be in a different atmosphere.

Foxy pressed a soft kiss on the top of my head. "I'm sorry Mangle, but I can guarantee ye the answer is a definite no." He grabbed my hand that was pressed against the glass and started to lead me away. I looked back at the window, but I didn't protest as Foxy lead me back to the others.

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Sorry is taking so long to update this book. I've been reading too many books on wattpad haha. I've actually been thinking about writing a Creepypasta book. So let me know if that would be cool! Anyways, I really like this chapter, and it's unedited so if you find mistakes you can let me know. But at some point I'll end up reading it over and fixing nah mistakes I made. I hope you all are enjoying your summer and comment and vote! xx