~Broken~ A Mangle X Springtrap fanfiction

-Chapter 12-

Hello my dearest readers! Many of you have been begging me to continue this story, but since I kinda ran out of ideas, I'ma start a small game at the end of each chapter, in which you must vote for what you want to happen next in the story, that way you'll help me update more often! You can comment below what you want to happen in the next chapter, and if I like the suggestion then I'll use the idea! Whaddaya think? :3

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Mangle was resting after the sea of emotions they had gone through.

She had never really killed anyone...
Yes, she hurt Chica, but she didn't kill her. And something in her conscience told her that this was bad.
She was just in her "room", meditating quietly and reviving the recent events in her head.

Meanwhile, Springtrap was fairly busy....

"It was probably just my imagination...there's no way he could be alive!" He walked around the pizzeria talking to himself, being careful not to be too loud so that Mangle wouldn't hear him.

Suddenly Springtrap stopped dead in his tracks.
He raised his head as he froze in silence.

"He has become a phantom animatronic...he...he is now...Phantom...Foxy"

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Mangle still felt a knot in her stomach, she knew that what she had done was bad, and she felt even worse after realizing that she had actually liked to watch him suffer.

What have I become..?!

Mangle started crying silently as she looked in the small vanity she had in her room.

Disgusting...

She pushed herself away from the vanity, and as she turned around she bumped onto something.

No. Someone.

The figure was way taller than her, and it was covered in ashes and rust...but behind the ashes and rust there was a dark burgundy color. This color that reminded her of someone...

She lifted her gaze, only to meet a single yellow eye, the other being covered by an eyepatch.

This...this can't be!!

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Springtrap was still by himself when he heard a deafening scream.

Mangle

He rushed down the hallways if the pizzeria, his mechanical heart thumping faster with each step, running out of breath as millions of thoughts dashed across his mind.

But nothing would have prepared him for what he saw.

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Sorry for the short chapter, but you can help me! Comment below what would you want to happen next in the story!

Special thanks to this readers that encourage me to keep on writing! <3

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