We Tried to Fix Her Up, But It was All In Vain (RP, Sign-ups inside)

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mangle looked at foxy. "aye foxy..aye told you to leave before the manager sees you" she whispered, widening her eyes as the manger was beginning to walk over to her with some other guy who had a repair toolbox kit. she backed up from them and hid at the back of foxy, the manager shoeing foxy away and the repairman grabbing mangle and dragging her away like she was helpless.

the repairman dragged her backstage where he hit mangle on the head with a huge hammer and mangle went unconscious and closed her eyes. after four hours, the repairman told the manager it would take him a night to fix the fox, so the manager agreed and the repairman went backstage and kept fixing her.

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mangle woke up to see almost her whole body fixed. what the.. she thought and fell of the table, trying to get up. the repairman placed her back onto the table with a couple of tries and started to talk to her. "your lucky your getting fixed... manager says he needs more money so he is bringing you back. you must not move, your legs are still in progress"

mangle widened her eyes in both excitement and fear. she always wanted this dream to come true. the fox thought happy memoirs and fell asleep. she would be herself again!

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_{the repairman closed the door once foxy peeked in. "make sure you'll be a surprise, eh?" he smiled./lowmuse}

gtg

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there were many of clinks and clonks being heard backstage, and i mean tons. the repairman had a hard time finishing the fox and it was already ten p.m. and he was done her legs. he added whatever he needed to add and he finished her, shaking her slightly. mangle awoke and blinked in confusion. she felt strange and stood up, looking down onto her feet. "ugh..hey..am..i...?" she stuttered, the repairman giving her a big mirror.

mangle looked at herself and began to grin like never before. "i'm back! oh thank you thank you!" she cheerfully said to the repairman and hugged him slightly. the repairman smiled and patted her back. "your welcome, also the manager said you have to rest for a bit to get used to your shape" he added and they walked out of the room. mangle looked around to make sure no one saw her yet and they walked into kiddies cove where mangle sat on a chair.

she quickly asked the repairman for a new hook that looked like foxys. as much as mangle would of loved to ware a hook, she decided to gift it to foxy whenever he sees her. he repairman left and it was eleven thirty p.m.

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mangle looked at the hook that lied on her white paws. it looked really nice and new. she grabbed a red gift box and placed the hook onto the small-like cushion inside the box and closed the box. it felt so good to have her body parts back. she grabbed a red ribbon and made a bowtie around the box to keep it closed.

"oh and i'll give you another box sometime else marionette!" mangle spoke and placed the box somewhere secret. it was almost night. she was excited.

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toy chica realised it was her solo. the kids were all piled up in the crowd, cheering her name out. toy chica brightly smiled and put her cupcake down, looking at the crowd.
"dancing at where the streets meet
everybody just lighten up and move your feet
if we were to gather at the very center
then hand in hand the whole world can look up to the night sky
if you regret not doing all that you wanted
then calm down 'cause you still might have a chance at it
and that will be the hope to chase away my cries
so don't you fret and walk along with your head high

pon pon! set it free! come on, let the rhythm flow!
be-cause if you don't, life would be so dull, you know?
put your headphones on, move our body to the beat!"

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the night ended and it was day two eleven thirty p.m.