My One Good Eye: a Fangle Story

Chapter six

     Foxy's POV

     "So how is she Marie? Is she okay?" I looked down at the puppet, waiting to hear those words, waiting to see if they'll stab me with pain or joy. But, the damn puppet wouldn't speak. I could feel my anger bubble and rise within my metallic core.

"FOR FOX SAKE JUST TELL ME DAMMIT!" I roared at her, making her shockingly wince at the volume and tone in my voice.

"Foxy... I... I tried the best I could... she... she is somewhat stable but there is still a chance that she could pass while she is in her coma..."

"Wait, coma?!" I widened my eyes. I could feel another round of tears burning in my eyes. She can't be in a coma. My mangle can't be...

"Yes Foxy, a coma. It was for the best so that her body can try and heal itself from the damage Old Chica and Toy Freddy had done to her. I know how angered you are but if you knew what's best for her as well you would've done the same thing to her!" The Marionette's voice rose yet trembled with all these emotions, as if she hadn't been able to reveal them before. Perhaps I just haven't noticed till now since I thought she only felt happiness, hence the constant smile stuck on her pale mask. I sighed and put my hand in my face.

"I suppose Marie. Will she still have her memory in tack once she wakes up?" I asked, my voice softer than I expected.

"There's a 60/40 chance she will but don't get your hopes up Foxy. She could still forget everything. But until then she'll be asleep. I'll try and figure out a way to get Mangle's new manual and hopefully it comes quick. I need to start on those delicate wires as soon as possible. Now if you'll excuse me..." the Marionette turned and walked to the office. I made sure I could see her walk around the corner and headed inside to see Mangle.
     She was laying there, still, almost doll like. Wires and spare parts covered her body and the space around it. A couple wires led to an electric box, it's our life support in a way. Her bright rosy heels were now almost a blue color , same goes for her lips. She was a sickly color which made me want to fall to my knees right there. My breath simply became shallow and quick as I began to analyze each aspect of her damaged body. Why her? Why did they go after her instead of me? What did they think would benefit them from this? Attempting to murder my loved one was not going to let them have the upper hand. They'll realize how mistaken they were for laying a finger on her. I will make them suffer. Even if it's the last thing I do.

Marionette's POV

I knew he was going to go inside as soon as I left. That's why I hadn't told him to stay out. I couldn't keep him away from her no matter how hard I tried. Foxy loves Mangle with everything he is. That girl is his world. And I could tell it was from the start. And Foxy was Mangle's world as well.
I knew Mangle had fallen in love with that pirate fox since she laid her eye on him. She would start stuttering or get quiet every time he was around, and just the way her eye sparkled when she saw Foxy... that was just too cute. Those two deserve each other more than anything. But... fate keeps putting obstacles in front of them. And this obstacle could possibly end the two star crossed lovers... hopefully everything will clear up and the two can be happy together.

"Marie... is Mangle gonna be okay?" I heard quietly behind me. I turned around to see Toy Chica. She was fidgeting with her fingers, her eyes barely able to look into mine. I could sense she felt guilty for some reason and upset... worried.

"I'll give you the same answer as I have Foxy. She is somewhat stable. She's in a coma. There is a 60/40 chance that she'll make it. She might forget everyone. I don't know. But right now I have to find a new manual for her before it's too late. Now if you'll excuse me..." I knew I was being short with her but I couldn't help it.. I was under a lot of pressure at the moment, worrying if my little mangle will make it. I practically raised her when everyone else looked away and acted as if she wasn't there. I couldn't lose her, I just couldn't. I turned my back towards Chica and hovered down the hall, hoping to clear my thoughts as I tried to find the office.
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      I kept making the wrong turns. Each one eventually led to a dead end. I groaned in frustration as I made my way back to the beginning. Left... right... right again... left.... was it left here too? Oh for Fazbear's sake! For being here for as long as I have, I still get lost!
     Finally, I made the right turns after what felt like an eternity. The office felt more humid than any of the other rooms. A couple fans laid around here and there with the occasional plush of one of the animatronics. I quietly hovered over to the desk and rummaged through, trying to find a piece of paper or something to let them know that we needed a new manual.
     I couldn't find a single piece of paper. This new guy must be unorganized more so than the Phone Guy. I glanced over at the computer and felt the light bulb shine above me. I could type it out. I plopped down into the chair and slid over to the computer, preparing to type the message. I poked the mouse and the screen lit up, showing a picture of one of the posters that hung in the halls. I tried finding the icon that looked like a sticky note since I saw the Phone Guy pull that up to let the other guy know of the older animatronics.
     After skimming through the icons for half an hour or so I finally found it. I mumbled a "Eureka!" under my breath as I clicked it open, as if it was waiting for me to type this important message. I slowly started to type, hitting each key one at a time. But, before I could finish, I felt myself get thrown across the room as if I was as light as a feather. I slammed into the wall, knocking the air out of my delicate body. I coughed and tried getting my air back while trying to see my challenger. Of course it was the giant, broken yellow bird named Chica.

     Well, that's the end of this lovely chapter! Sorry I haven't posted this sooner.. I've been so busy. T-T And sorry if it's short as well... but thank you all so much for reading this and for all the reads this has gotten! I can't thank y'all enough! Anyway, let me know what y'all think. Who will win? Chica, or the Marionette? What will happen to Mangle? Will she live? Let me know what y'all think. Anyhoo, I will see you, in the next chapter. Buh-bye! <3 ~BloodyArrow_the_Wolf