Beyond Broken (FOXY X MANGE) #1

Chapter 2

I had just decided to go to the arcade when Puppet poked his head in. "It's time for the meeting I called earlier. I brought Toy Chica with me," he says, and climbs in with Toy Chica in tow. "When did we decide a time for that?" I ask, looking at him. "Right after I left," he says, and by the look on his face, I can tell there's no argueing about it, either. "Okay, fine," I say, and drag myself out of my bed. "Okay, I am aware that Toy Chica already knows what you see in these visions of yours-" "Woah, woah, woah," I say, cutting him off, "who said anything about fucking visions. Their just nightmares." "You're an animatronic. You don't get nightmares. Now, as I was saying, Toy Chica already knows what happens in them. Is that correct?" "Yes, it is," she says, nodding. "Okay, now, our first order of buisness should be to find out what these visions mean. Any ideas?" Puppet continues. Toy Chica raises her hand. "Yes, Toy Chica?" Puppet says. "Okay, first of all, when we're by ourselves, just call me Chica. It's easier. But only when we're by ourselves. Second of all, could they mean that the company's gonna move us, but leave Foxy and another animatronic here, because of Foxy's whole "out of order" thing?" she says. "You're close, very close, but you're not quite there," Puppet replies. Chica's head droops. "Hey, it's okay. He said you were close. That just means you need to re-think your answer," I say, giving her an awkward side hug. I look down at her, and she looks at me with a determined look on her face. "Okay." "Now that you two lovebirds have chatted, let's get back to work." I see Chica scooch a little closer to me, but the thing is, I don't mind. She raises her hand again. "Yes, Chica," Puppet says, giving her another shot. "Is Foxy going to get replaced, then taken somewhere where he is all by himself?" she says, looking hopeful. "Yes, that's it," Puppet says, beaming at her. I have a feeling Puppet likes her, but I've got more important matters on my mind. "Replace me!? Why?" I say, practicaly screaming. "Quiet down, will you. That's where the "whole 'out of order' thing" comes into play. Now for out second order of buisness. To find out how to fix Foxy," Puppet says, practicaly covering my mouth with his hands. I shove him off. "I am fixed. We just need to take that stupid sign down and I'll be perfect," I say, staring at Puppet. Everyone knows you don't try to stare down Puppet. But I do it anyway, and this time Puppet loses. I know that's bad for me, but I just need some good old kids back here. "Fine, but you can't touch any kids, and you have to be careful with your hoo-" I cut him off again. "I know what I'm doing. Just take the sign down and leave. It's almost midnight, and the security guard is gone. I can actually get a full nights sleep before my big day tomorrow," I say, pointing towards the opening in the curtains. Puppet sighs and disappears. Chica stands to go, then turns around and pecks me on the cheek before walking out. I just stand there, stunned. I undress, lay down, and go to sleep with images of that pink/white fox in my mind.

A/N: Sorry about the short chapter. This was mainly supposed to be about the meeting, and nothing else.