Freddy's POV (I know I said it would always be in Mangle's POV, but I've changed it so I could make you cringe... I'm so evil...XD )
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I can't believe that little fucking wire could get away from me. She can't be with Foxy. It would ruin ME. That deal was so people would stop talking about Foxy and they would focus on me, Freddy Fazbear. I'M THE MASCOT! I DON'T GIVE A FUCK ABOUT THE BITE OF '87!
After the kids all left at about 7:30, when the room was silent and the door slammed shut, I turned back on and tiptoed to Foxy's Cove. Foxy was sleeping. I took out my bear knife and cut off the wires to his voice box. He squirmed. It made me want to kill him.
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Forgotten and Lost: A Five Nights at Freddy's Story
FanfictionMangle. The one who was ripped apart, torn away, and hidden in the shadows. Follow Mangle in her story. Her daily life. As scary as it is for her, explore her world through love and horror.
