foxy and mangle both have sad pasts.foxy lost his parents to a shootout and lives with his sister, and now they moved to a small apartment in a new town.
Mangle is an only child with both her parents, but her parents hate and abuse her every day, ma...
We turn to the girls' locker room and close the door behind us.
Girls getting changed, girls yapping like tiny dogs, girls afraid to get changed in front of people because they aren't wearing a bra (that's discusting, BTW. I hate it 😨), the usual.
I take off my shirt and sweater and put my PE shirt on. I then take off my black tights and put extremely short shorts on.
Who makes these things anyway? They're so short!!! I look like some slut from the beach. Jeez.
I leave the locker room and sit with the rest of the people in the bleachers. I hear chatter and laughter from the people behind me.
I turn around to see an orange fox beside.... an endo skeleton?
The fox sees me and smiles. "Hiya! I'm Lolbit and this is my boyfriend, Yenndo!" She says. I smile back.
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"And who may yoube?" The boy, supposedly named Yenndo asks me.
I stare blankly at him like an idiot. Whatiswrongwithmetoday?
"M-Mangle...." I stammer. They nod in unison.
Awwww, what a cute couple!! I wish I had someone like that with-
Oh, wait.
Foxy I guess is my boyfriend....
And as if she read my mind, Lobit asks me if I have significant other.
"Ehe...... His name is Foxy...." I tell her and the bell rings.
The teacher, Mr.Stonerton enters the room and blows his silver whistle. "Ten laps around the gym! Now!" He yells. We all get up and run around the gym.
Soon Bonbon catches up to me and begins to chat.
"So.... Mang,.... How's.. Your boyfriend.....?" She asks between pants.
I smile at the thought of the crimson fox and answer her happily. "Good... Seeing as we're going on a date and all,"
Bonbon's face widens with a large smile across her soft face. "Wow! Really?"
I nod as we finish our ten laps and we sit down together on the wooden floor.
"So! Today we are doing a form of basketball. Stand up and get ready!" Mr.Stonerton yells and we obey.
He throws out basket balls from the storage place and everyone grabs one of the rubbery orange balls. I grab mine and I line up with the other kids in a horizontal line.
Mr.Stonerton calls out the numbers 1 & 2 to each one of us. My number is 2.
He then points to each side of the gym and tells which number where to go. "Team 1, to the left. Team 2, right. Now, go! Go! Go!"
