Fnaf Oneshots (Closed)

Mangle x Blue

Mangle sits alone in the engineer room. His hands firmly grips the table that he sits on. The room is pitch black with no light in it at all, and he can hardly see.
        He sits there all day with no one to accompany him. All of the kids are never aloud to be near him, for last time, things went a little crazy. The pizzeria is empty all day in the room that he is in. The only person that he sees is the nightguard, and even he looks at him through a camera.
       Mangle waits patiently in the empty room, hoping something new would happen. His body stays lifeless like an empty husk.
As every second of time passes, a small tick would emerge in his ears. Oh how it annoyed him. The clock strikes inside of his ears, which pierce them and somehow cause him pain.
      Mangle gazes at the animatronic parts around him. They seem like they stare at him in return. He shrugs it off every time he looks at them, but they always disturb him.
The eyes of the animatronic seems to plead with him, like it's in distress, but he can't tell why. It drives him crazy night and day whenever he sees it.
      The fur and body shape of the parts of the animatronic always remind Mangle of Foxy, but just blue.
His head pounds for him to do something. It aches him all of the time, but he doesn't know what. The claws on his hands dig into his skull, demanding these thoughts to vanish, but they never did.
     Suddenly, an idea comes into his mind. He stares at the animatronic pieces, but with a smirk, and blissful joy. 
      Mangle's hands slowly reach out to the fox's head, and he picks it up. His hands firmly grab the head and claws into it.
He smiles ear to ear as a plan forms inside of his head. Who know how long it will take for him to complete his project, but all he knows is that he will finally have some one to talk to.
Months pass as he works in the storage room alone. His hands grow clunky and rusty and hurt him whenever they get out to work. His eyelids nearly close every time he blinks, which sometimes he gives into.
      Sweat rolls down his cheeks, and evaporates into steam before it can hit the cold concrete flooring. His nose twitches every once in a while. His lower lip bites over his upper lip. (No idea how, but let's roll with it)
       He finally managed to make the animatronic. He smiles ear to ear as his tail wags with joy. His eyes glow with pride as he places his hand upon the animatronic's chest.
      "Uhhh, hey," Mangle awkwardly says to the animatronic.
     The animatronic looks almost like Foxy, except blue and some how even more like a pirate. His fur is rough and wouldn't want anyone to cuddle against, but Mangle finds that okay. His eyes are narrow and feels like he's glaring into his soul as the animatronic slightly leans his head.
"Now when is this guy going to come alive?" Mangle asks himself as he scratches his head. "Maybe if I bang on his head..."
Suddenly, the Fox's head tilts, surprising Mangle. It makes a loud and screechy noise as it's head constantly jolts left and right. (I whip my hair back and forth)
It's index finger slowly lifts itself in the air in pure agony as it's other fingers follow. Its hand extends out towards Mangle, leaving Mangle's eyes wide with surprise and fear.
It clasps onto his shoulders, trying to use him for support as his feet ache. They move a little as each foot clash into each other.
Its other arm clings onto the metal table next to it. The elbow firmly plants itself against the table as his body slowly starts to rise.
Mangle helps the fox by pulling on his hand with all of his might. His eyes squeeze shut while he uses most of his strength just to get the fox up. (That fox must have been heavy)
"Who are you?" Mangle asks the fox in shock as his lips stay open. "I mean, I did build you and all, but did you have a name before?"
The fox only watches Mangle in fascination and shock. His eyes dart around his surroundings, not caring who Mangle is. He realizes he should at least answer Mangle's question, so his lips slowly part. (Not a kiss!!!)
"Blue," Blue answers Mangle as he focuses his vision on him. "Where am I?"
"Freddy Fazbear's Pizzeria!!!" Mangle yells out in a fake joyful glee. "The place where children of all ages can come and have fun!"
Blue's eyes are wide with confusion as his feet slowly back away from Mangle. Mangle's smile turns to a quick frown when he realizes how cringy it is.
"Okay, I see why little kids are scarred of us," Mangle pouts. "Besides, that line seems more like something a pedo would say,"
     "Is this small room the restaurant?" Blue sternly asks Mangle.
      "Uhh, no!!!" Mangle nervously yells out as his jaw extends. "Sorry, its been awhile since I talked to someone,"
      "I've always talk to myself," Blue quickly informs Mangle. "Your never alone when you talk to yourself,"
      "I guess so," Mangle huffs out.
     "What's outside this door anyway?" Blue asks Mangle. "Other than the restaurant,"
      "Never been outside," Mangle happily tells Blue as he tries to put on a smile.
       Blue gives Mangle a concerning look as he raises his left eyebrow. He crosses his arms at Mangle and gives a large smirk at him.
      "You've never been outside," Blue suspiciously says to Mangle.
      "Are you mocking me?" Mangle asks Blue.
     "Maybe, maybe not," Blue responds to Mangle as he shrugs.
      "Okay, now this is getting weird," Mangle informs Blue. "So, do you want to stay here for awhile before you get back on your feet?"
      "Where did that question come from?" Blue asks Mangle with his voice full of complete shock.
       "That's a no," Mangle sadly says.
      "Okay, fine, I'll stay," Blue tells Mangle as his voice grows more deep. "But we have to see the outside world sometime,"
       "Gotcha," Mangle awkwardly says to Blue. "No doubt about that,"
      "Good," Blue says to Mangle as he quickly hugs him.