Chapter three

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Foxy's POV

The sound of metal screeching across the tile floor echoed throughout the hall. Mangle could be heard since she was coughing and wheezing. Out of the corner of my eye I saw the Marionette pick her up.

"What are you going to do to my Mangle?!" I growled at her. The Marionette looked at me with her smile stuck expression.

"I'm going to fix the parts that Chica had messed up. Once you find the manual please bring it to me at once. Now if you'll excuse me I have a life to save." The marionette floated down the hall with my little fox in her arms. I got up and glared at Chica, tears brimming in my eyes.

"Look at what you've done Chica! Mangle could die because of you! All because you are a psychotic duck who doesn't know when to take a hint! You mean nothing to me now! Now I'm going to go comfort Mangle and hope she makes it out okay. I hope you're happy with yourself you duck." My voice trembled and was filled with nothing but anger and sadness. I've never felt this strong for a woman since I can remember. I turned and ran down the hall and into the Prize Corner. I saw Mangle on the floor with Marionette tinkering on her wires and parts that were severely damaged. The Marionette looked up at me with her eyes that were filled with absolutely nothing.

"So did you find it?" She asked. I shook my head.

"I don't go looking for it. I was too worried for Mangle. Is she going to be okay?" The Marionette stood up and I felt like she was glaring at me even though the features on her mask didn't change.

"Go get me that manual Foxy! It's probably the only way we can figure out how to fix her!! Now hurry!" She snarled. I nodded and headed out. I didn't notice that there was something in my path. I tripped over it and shook my head and turned it to see what I had tripped over. It was a book of some sort. I grabbed it and looked at the cover: TOY FOXY MANUAL. Aha! That was easy. I got up and ran back to the Prize Corner. The marionette looked at me with what felt like a cold stare. I held up the manual proudly.

"Found it. So how is she?" I asked as I handed the Marionette the manual. She skimmed through it and I heard a heavy sigh come from her.

"This is missing a page. A very vital one at that."

"What do you mean Marionette?"

"It's the page that involved all the delicate wiring for when we are able to fix her completely. If I don't have that page I can't really make her wish come true. One wrong wiring and..."

"And what Marie?" I got too tired of saying her full name.

"She could die." That little sentence made my entire system just... Shut down in a way.

"Oh..." Was all I could say. One wrong move and my Mangle- I mean, Mangle could die? I wonder who would want that. I had a deep feeling that Chica wouldn't give up that easily. I could feel the anger and hate bubble up. I will not let Chica get away with this even if it's the last thing I do!

"I know you love her Foxy but you can't let Chica under your fur. She's simply heart broken even though she is acting quite crazy into trying to win you over. If she truly does have the page... She will suffer some consequences. I will go get the page if she has it. You just need to stay here and watch Mangle. She should be waking up quite soon. Now if you excuse me." Marionette settled the manual on her gift box and hovered down the hall to find the chicken. I sat beside Mangle on the floor and sighed.

"I'm so sorry Mangle.... This is all my fault..." I mumbled.

"No.... It's *cough cough* not..." I heard her rasp out. I looked at Mangle who had her head up just a barely. I gently held her head in my hands (or paws. Whatever floats your ship).

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