Gears of Love [Mangle X Foxy]

"Alrighty, time for a new day Funtime Foxy." The security sighed, looking down at the mangled (Hah get it? Cuz' mangle... yeah I'll stop) fox. As the man closed the door, he could've sworn through all the staticky sounds Mangle produced, he heard a small, female voice whispering, "I can't do this... They'll tear me apart!"

But the robot showed no emotion, even though, the child inside her didn't want this. "I hate this!" Mangle exclaimed, slamming her metal claws into her face, digging her head into her hands. She couldn't believe that the security guard hadn't helped her, he was the only one who could! The only one who one day may be willing to place her back together, piece by piece every night. But the idiot had left before 6:00, and they were stuck here, all alone. Especially Mangle, who was horrified in an understatement at her own, tangled, wired, body. "You okay?" A voice with a thick, piratey, accent ask.

"Who's there?!" Mangle asked, alarmed. Suddenly, a shadow emerged from the looming darkness of the shadows. A red fox, with an eye patch, and saggy brown pants looked down at Mangle, staring sympathetically. "Are-Aren't you afraid...?" Mangle whispered, tears in her eyes. The red fox ignored her question, and instead let a smile pass his face. His robotic hand, covered in fabric unlike Mangle, reached out. "Lemme help ya up lass." The fox said, with a grin. A whimper escaped her mouth, and she desperately reached out, and fell into his chest. "Who are you?..." she asked again.

"My name is Foxy! Come on, let's get you fixed up!" Foxy exclaimed, a bright smile on his face. Mangle smiled gently, before picking up her ripped fabric parts, and slowly, having foxy help her apply them. "What happened?" Foxy asked. He was obviously shocked at how much destruction Mangle had partaken in. "The little kids... They don't know how to handle me, they always end up ripping me apart!" Mangle cried.

This shocked Foxy, and he swore to visit her every night. But......