Chapter 3- Wedding

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~Five Months Later~

Mangle stands in front of the mirror watching the maid tighten her corset very tightly. She yelps a few times at sudden jerks and pinches. Mangle hates corsets. She doesn't understand why she has to wear one when her waist is already small enough.

She gasps for air when the maid tightens it too tight, "I... can't... breathe..." Mangle wheezes and merely faints. The maid realizes she has tied it too tight so she attempts to loosen the corset a little. But then, Mangle sees a very small spider and she faints. When she wakes up with the corset less tight, she runs out of the wardrobe screaming  in fear of the little spider.

Mangle runs into Foxy and he grasps her arms in a panic, "What's wrong?!" He says worriedly like she is about to be assassinated.

"T-there's a spider!" Mangle cries and points towards the wardrobe. Foxy sighs in relief.

"Ye're afraid of a wee little spider?" He questions. Mangle nods, "Alright. It's not going to hurt you. You know, the spider may be afraid of you. You're bigger than he is." Foxy says and runs his finger across Mangle's cheek bone.

"They should be afraid of me!" She scoffs. Foxy chuckles and walks to the wardrobe and picks up the spider and walks out, Mangle steps out of his way because of the spider. He lets the spider loose on a bookshelf and walks back to Mangle, "It's bad luck to see the bride on the day of the wedding. I will be off." Foxy smiles and walks away. Mangle sighs dreamily.

Mangle stares at herself in the mirror in her white gown. It is hinted with lace on the shoulder cut, which the shoulder cut reveals her shoulders. Mangle didn't want a too big of a dress. The skirt of the dress isn't too proofed out. She looks a normal princess going to a ball, just this gown is a wedding gown. It flows against her hips and legs, it was crafted just for her smallness.

Mangle has dreamt up of this day since she realized what marriage was. She has always wanted to marry someone who had the same affection towards her. She didn't want an extremely big wedding like other women. She's shy and doesn't like much attention from others besides her family. And Foxy.

Mangle prepares for the eyes on her when she walks towards the alter. Something inside her makes her freak out. She is scared. She sees the door and stares at it for the longest time. She wants to run so no one would see her. But her father grabs her shoulder gently and turns her towards him. She is about to cry from being so scared and nervous. But her father hugs her and says, "It's going to be alright... your mother was just as nervous as you." Mangle gives a small, yet shy smile, "I'll be right by your side, darling." He reassuringly says and Mangle eases a little.

The waltz is amazing to Mangle. She  has never seen so much pretty colors and heard such lovely music. Mangle knows how to play the violin, but she never really practices so her skills are rusty.

Foxy hugs her from behind and lays his head on her shoulder. She jumps at first but then she relaxes knowing it is just him, "Remember how I said I was going to leave again?" Foxy questions. Mangle nods, "Well, I got to thinking, maybe you can come along with me and be apart of the crew." Foxy says.

"I'd love to come along." Mangle says quietly listening to the music.

"I know you would. We'll ask your parents in the morning. For now let's just dance." Foxy says and they do so.

They dance until there is no more guests.

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