Chapter Nine

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Mangle's POV

The room felt so empty after they left. I could feel their presence slowly drift away. I was... alone again... don't they know that I hate being alone with all of my fractured being? Every time I was alone those... those awful kids would tear my parts apart and make me feel bare since all that was left was my metal body and some wires. Why didn't anyone save me from those kids? Why didn't they hear my desperate cries for help? Why didn't they protect me? Is this what they wanted? For me to be some junk piece of metal that could get tortured every time the pizzeria opened? Was it funny to them to see me in pain and desperation?
I could sense that I was starting to cry but I couldn't stop it like I normally could. Being alone makes me think these awful thoughts that I wish I could prevent but that's all my mind has thought of while I was stuck in this hellhole. I just want to be strong enough to open my eye... I want to see the world again. Not the imaginative version of it or nothing but darkness which is filled with this empty void that sucks me in to the point of feeling like I can't get out.
I took a deep breath to clear my thoughts. I shouldn't be thinking like this. I need to be hopeful and persistent. I know I'll be able to see my pizzeria again when I'm strong enough. I'll get my body back and I'll be able to be the fox I once was. I can do this. I WILL do this even if it tires me out to the point of exhaustion. I will rise again, I will do this for Foxy. I will do this for me.

Foxy's POV

"Marie are you sure it's okay for Mangle to be by herself?" I ask while trying to keep up with the swift puppet. She slowed her pace and turned to look at me.

"Foxy, I know that Mangle hates being alone. I always have. But she needs to rest in order to gain more strength. The more rest she gets, the stronger she'll become. Simple. I know you don't like leaving her alone but sometimes you have to so they can come back ten times as strong and be more confident in themselves than they were before. And Mangle really needs that confidence boost since she hates the way she is now even though we all tell her she is still beautiful. Once she realizes it herself, she will be able to conquer anything that stands in her way. So leave her alone for a couple hours. Got it?" Marie's voice was filled with both annoyance and seriousness and to be honest, I never thought I'd hear both of those emotions in her voice. What was that word that the kids' used... deadpanned? I think that's it...
Bonnie practically stomped his way behind us and we made our way to the main stage. Toy Freddy was nowhere to be seen but Toy Chica was sitting on the stage with her face in her hands. She heard ol' Stomper and looked up at us with oily tears streaming down her face. She mouthed 'I'm so sorry Foxy... I'm so so sorry...' repeatedly then got up and started talking to Marie... which was probably a bad choice on her part.

"Marie I'm so so sorry for what happened to Mangle. This is my fault. I didn't know what I was doing... it felt like something was controlling me and making me do such awful things-"

"I do not want to speak with you Toy Chica. You and your no good original have done nothing but harm to her. The crazy thing is, you called Mangle your best friend yet you did a very awful thing to her. Is that what friendship is all about these days? Maybe I should do some rewiring to you like I did the old one. Maybe that will teach the both of you. I don't care if you were under something, you should've had the strength to push through it and not give in so easily. But you are a weak one like the rest. Just... stay away both me and Mangle for a while before you even have the nerve to come up and have a word with me again. Now good bye little girl." My jaw almost hit the floor as I listened to Marie's words, each one of them making a lethal punch to Chica. The next thing I know I see a bawling, bright yellow blur run away from us. I looked back at Marie and she had this unamused look on her features.

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