FNAF high 2

Hello again community of FNAF, I am Writerofthelostsoul and I am back with chapter two of FNAF high, with more foxy x mangle, and jackass-ery. So I have a new chapter, but it won't be as long as I would like it to be, sorry about that. Also on a fun-fact tone, I have decided to tell a few things that my father told me, it was his advice that he gave me when growing up, but unfortunately it was the typical Casanova advice that you would expect from your dad. I'm not a Casanova; I'm a socially awkward wallflower that got pulled from the wall by a gardener that is now my friend. I mean who can't relate to that? well fair enough maybe some can't, but that's been my school experience so far.

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Foxy woke up the next morning to see the sun shining brightly in the sky and to see that Mangle had fallen asleep in his arms, so there were a few advantages to having your parents be extremely flexible. Namely letting new friends sleep over at your house after they save you from bleeding out in a cold dark alleyway.

Foxy took it upon himself to wake mangle up, they would be late for school otherwise.

"Hey mangle," Foxy nudged Mangle's shoulder with his right hand, causing her to stir from her sleep and awaken.

"Good morning, Mangle." Foxy said sleepily before getting out of bed and stretching out his limbs causing a few things to pop.

Mangle Yawned "Good morning~ Foxy, did you sleep well?" She asked her friend who was in his crimson and black long sleeve pajamas, walking to the bathroom to get ready for the day.

"Why yes I did sleep well." He said as he continued his trip to the bathroom with Mangle in pursuit.

"that's good, well let's get this show on the road shall we." Mangle said to Foxy as she opened the bathroom door and they both walked inside to get washed and freshen up.

Shower with Mangle

Mangle removed her white nightgown, hopped in the shower and turned on the water until was nice and warm for her before she began washing herself.

The hot water cascaded down her petite form as she lathered it in vanilla scented body wash. She was feeling fresh already. After she cleaned her hair, she put down her body wash on the shelf inside the shower and started washing her hair with a two in one bottle of Strawberry shampoo and conditioner.

"Mangle are you finished showering yet?" Came Foxy's voice muffled by the sound of shower-spray.

Mangle didn't know how long she had been showering but it was long enough.

"Yea, I'm done, sorry for taking so long in the shower." she said walking out of the shower naked.

Foxy's eyes went wide as saucers "Uh..." he stared open mouthed, jaw dropped, even though Mangle was 5'4" she had her curves in the right place, her body with glistening water droplets slowly running down her back. Foxy looked Mangle up and down until her voice brought him from his perverted observations of Mangle's anatomy.

"Foxy is everything okay?" mangle said drying off with A towel.

Foxy snapped himself out of his stupor and looked mangle in her eyes as he sputtered trying to say something coherent but all that came out was. "uh, I- well. Yes, it's all fine!" he shouted before running out into the hall still in his pajamas his face a bloody shade crimson.

Mangle just shrugged and continued to get dressed before brushing her teeth.

Five minutes later

"Okay Foxy it's your turn" Mangle said opening the fully dressed in white pants and a pink T-shirt with a pink heart in the center and a pair of pink and white shoes.

Foxy nodded silently before going inside the bathroom and hopping in the shower with his toothbrush already pre-pasted with mint toothpaste, and started brushing whilst in the then proceeded to grab a bottle of raspberry scented body wash and began to lather it over himself being careful to avoid the fresh surgery scar, it looked cool, but it was still kind of sensitive. the hot water ran down his body in the shower, washing off the body wash.

'They say that a shower is a great place to rethink your thoughts, and get a much clearer picture for ideas. This is true, but I use it to only when I really need it'. He then proceeded to grab the raspberry scented shampoo and massaged into his scalp and washed it out with the shower spray.

After Foxy got himself all clean he stepped out of the shower and looked at the mirror to see it reflect his body . . . he didn't like the look of all the scars that had accumulated over the nine months of loneliness, they were a constant reminder that he had turned to the blade instead of going to seek help, all for . . . what, so he didn't seem weak to others? Even he thought that was weak of him to do. Oh the irony was thick and heavy in that thought you could practically cut it with a knife. (eh, joke, no? Oh yeah I probably shouldn't joke about this topic, sorry.)

Knocking was heard on the bathroom "Foxy it's 7:30, your mom told me over the phone to come get you, she's a lovely woman by the way." Mangle said from the other side of the door.

"Okay got it, I'll be down in minute!" Foxy shouted as he quickly dried himself off with a towel and got dressed and ran back to his room to get his and Mangle's backpacks before he literally jumped down a whole flight of 12 steps, making a loud painful THUD noise upon landing and then a pain-filled groan followed afterwards.

"are you okay Foxy?!" Mangle rushed from the kitchen to the bottom of the steps with a worried expression.

Foxy clenched his jaw in pain and looked at Mangle before firmly nodding his head and dropping their backpacks by the front door and going into the kitchen to see a sheet of paper next to his breakfast, his curiosity getting the better of him. He picked it up and started reading it...

Dear Foxy,

Hello Foxy by the time you read this letter we're both probably at work, but unfortunately we regret to inform you that our boss has assigned us to undercover case duty again, so like last time it will be about a month before we get to see you again. Damn chief, doesn't that bitch understand that I want to see my son? Either way both of us are on undercover cop duty again, but we do have some good news. Son we heard about you getting stabbed and surviving, So we both decided that you needed a friend, but thankfully your friend Mangle saved us the awkwardness and trouble (she's a lovely girl by the way, so polite), we are forever in her debt for saving you. I'm starting to get sidetracked here. We (me and your father) decided while cooking dinner last night, when you and Mangle were doing homework, we planned to ask her while you were in the bathroom, if she would stay over to keep you company. So last night when you went to the bathroom we asked Mangle if she would like to stay at the house while we were gone to look after you and keep you company, she agreed. So now you can have company over until we get back, we Love and miss you son.

Sincerely, your parents

P.S. Son if you get the chance: take her to bed, after all no woman can resist the Jones charm, trust me it works every time.

P.P.S. Son we love you and do try out your father's advice, after all he was right back then. I couldn't resist that dorky charm your father had.

Love you son, Alex Jones

Foxy nearly slammed his head onto the granite counter-top in agony from reading his parent's words. Did his parents honestly think he was a Casanova, he could just about interact with his lab partners when collaborating on an assignment. He pushed the thoughts aside for now and ate his breakfast, he then grabbed his bottle of ice water from the fridge, his backpack by the front door and started walking to school with Mangle, after he locked the front door.

"So, you're going to stay with me until my parents return eh?" Foxy questioned Mangle bluntly.

Mangle smiled happily at Foxy and nodded "Yep, I'm going to be staying with you until your parents get back." She had an extremely goofy grin on her face, she then proceeded to chat with Foxy until the school came into view, but something changed about Foxy when they touched campus ground.

His face it was so. . . blank. She was good at reading people, it was the one thing her family had taught her to do, but his it was just gone, even his eyes were dead. Wait, let's get a much closer look, he can't be that good at hiding his emotions. So Mangle searched her friend's face trying to look for anything that would show any emotion. Nope it was all gone.

"hey um Mangle, what class was the test that we studied for last night in again, I can't remember." Foxy said sheepishly grinning.

Mangle smiled, he was at least showing some emotion, "the test was in Physics, but knowing Mr. McKennath, he would probably throw a fit if we didn't have our assignments done."

Foxy nodded "That he would do, and probably have a fit too."

The bell had rung and when Mangle and Foxy had sat down in their seats, that's when Foxy had heard it. The dreaded rumors that the school generated.

This day can't possibly get any worse...

He was wrong, he was oh so very fucking wrong. It got worse. HE just had to jinx himself, because the second he stepped into the classroom. Not only was everyone looking at him and Mangle, but there were whispers about the recent news and him going around, and they didn't care if he was there. He was so fucking done with this SHIT.

He said aloud to the whole room, "Oi, if you're all going to talk about someone behind their back, then talk about them when they're not in the room, you fucking idiots!" Foxy exclaimed in absolute disgust, he had had enough of this shit to last the rest of his fucking life!

Foxy was about to open his mouth to chew everyone out again, that was until Mangle had pulled him out of the room by his clothe's waist-band, jerking him out of the room while he was seething with rage between his teeth, he turned around to harshly glare at his friend only for his anger to quickly retreat from his face and be replaced by anxiety.

"Uh- I-I'm sorry for gl-" Foxy was cut off by Mangle wrapping her arms around him in a hug.

"Shh Foxy, relax okay. You do have every right to curse them out, but you were close to having an emotional breakdown, and I don't think you nor I wanted that to happen." Mangle said while hugging her friend close to herself.

Foxy nodded silently and sighed heavily.

"Foxy, do you want me to wait out here with you until you got it all under control?" Mangle asked her friend who responded with a silent nod and walked over to the wall and slid down to the floor and huddled in fetal position. Mangle shrugged and sat down next to Foxy with her legs crossed and silently waited for her friend.

30 minutes later

After a while of sitting down in the hallway Mangle had positioned Foxy so his head was now on her lap, which allowed her to start stroking his hair gently and so she had been doing just that for the last ten minutes and she had been enjoying it, and maybe Foxy was. But she did know that he hadn't moved since she started to run her fingers through his soft red hair.

"Mangle, I think I'm good now," Foxy said startling his friend. But she nodded and stood up while offering a hand to her friend who had accepted it and stood up next to her.

They both walked up to the door and knocked on it before entering, the teacher just motioned them to sit down and they did just that.

Lunchtime

Mangle and her friend had entered the lunchroom and there were snippets of conversation that they picked up here and there

"Yeah dude! I bombed the test, my parents are going to kill me!.."

"Did you hear what happened with Jessica, she actually bitch-slapped her cheating boyfriend.."

"Yeah and Foxy got stabbed like ten times and didn't fight back or even try to protect himself, apparently someone who went unnamed saved him, the little punk can't even fight back, weak..."

"I heard that the two are going out together..."

"No dude, she said that they MIGHT be going out with each-other..."

"Then he cursed Chica out and chewed out Freddy and his friends.."

Foxy kept a neutral expression on his face, but was internally conflicted about the comment of him being 'weak', sure it was half-true, but that was over now. . . right?

He shook his head violently, banishing these thoughts from his mind and grabbed his lunch from the counter as mangle followed suit and grabbed hers. He was walking over to an empty table and sat down and started to eat his lunch while talking with Mangle, he enjoyed her company, to him it was a damned refreshing change from the usual isolation at lunchtime. The back and forth conversation between him and Mangle continued for a while, until he felt someone roughly tug his shirt.

Foxy turned around to come face to face with the one who he should have ignored in the first place, he didn't and look at what happened to him. But this, this Creature, is the reason why he even left his house last night, that was the biggest mistake he had made in his life and he didn't plan on making it again. Never again! Foxy grit his teeth and let a scowl adorn his face, he was pissed. "What do you fucking want, Goldilocks?!" he shouted at his enemy.

Freddy just sighed and tugged Foxy towards the direction he was going, but Foxy wouldn't budge, so he tried again.

*CLAP*

Next thing Freddy knew he was down on his stomach against the floor, nose bleeding, with a Foxy Jones glaring at him with pure potent hatred. Freddy didn't think that Foxy would hit him, boy was he wrong.

"You little bastard.." Freddy said under his breath hopefully no-one heard, but again he was proven wrong when he turned around and saw Foxy's foot coming straight at his face. Freddy ducked down, but was kicked in the stomach. Causing him to lose his breath and let out a pained gasp.

Everyone in the cafeteria had gathered around the table and the room to witness the scene that was playing out, some were even saying things like 'kick his ass!' and 'hit him in the face!'. But Foxy ignored all of them and violently grabbed Freddy's hair and made direct eye-contact with his opponent and said, "Now you listen here Goldman, I'm going to make myself clear here. I want you and Your friends to leave me and MY friend Alone, now you are going to go back to where you came from and never speak to me or my friend again, Got it Goldilocks?"

Freddy nodded fearfully.

Foxy threw Freddy back down to the ground and then proceeded to spit in his face, "Now get the hell out of here!" He shouted. When Freddy was gone he looked around at everyone else and snarled, "Well!? What are you still standing around for?! Get the hell out of my face!"

And just like that they all went back to minding their own business and the cafeteria fell back into its' usual conversational atmosphere. . . well almost, there was a tension in the air, no doubt because of what had transpired.

*Ding dong ding don. don ding ding don*

The final; bell of the day had rung and everyone was released from school. So were our main duo.

The two of them had started their trek back to Foxy's house while Foxy had started telling Mangle about a few experiences he had during his isolation...

". . . So, when I was being beaten up by these, everyone else had just watched, hell some of the fuckers were even recording my pain. Fun-fact; The people who had been recording, they posted the videos onto Scottube. The name of one of the videos was "Emo gets ass kicked by three guys", and it has 213,450 views in total last time I checked, which was about a year ago, so most likely it has gotten more views. . . ."

After they were both back at the Jones' house they had finished their homework and the chores, they had both curled up on the couch to watch a movie with popcorn and wrap themselves in a giant red and white striped blanket. The movie they were watching was, Saw. All the gore and sounds of flesh being cut and bones crushed and screams of agony were enough to have them change the movie to, Escape the Kidnapper. Which was a movie of a duo that had been abducted by men in suits and brought to a large mansion that they were forced top clean and live in against their will, because the owner had used them as sex slaves for her own sick pleasure. The movie had some implications of sex, but never actually showed. IT was a pretty good movie all in all.

When the movie had ended, Mangle had passed out at some point during the movie and was now sleeping with her head against the couch and mouth hanging open with drool leaking and running down her face.

Foxy had gently maneuvered Mangle so she wouldn't wake up, and walked from the living room all the way upstairs to the bathroom and shut the door. He had a grim expression plastered on his face as he searched for his silver pen that wrote in red but always left a tear in the page. His trusty friend, Mr. Razor.

Foxy rolled up his right sleeve and looked at his arm, all the scars that crisscrossed and made an intricate looking design, inspired by depression, and created by desperation for the agony to end. He put the blade to his arm and his body started to shake, what was this?

Fear? Hope?

He threw the blade across the room and it impaled itself to the wall.

Meanwhile downstairs

Mangle had awoken from her slumber because her danger sense was going crazy. She lightly jogged upstairs and without warning opened the bathroom door to see Foxy with one sleeve rolled up revealing an arm littered with scars and him looking fearful and shocked.

He. . . he cut?

Foxy was horrified and scared, 'Oh no no no nonononononono! Not like this, not like this!' He was having a breakdown at the worst of time times. 'Oh God why, Mangle why did she have to find out like this?' Foxy gulped and stuttered incoherently.

Mangle silently walked up to Foxy and stood right in front of him, staring him dead in the eyes, as he squirmed under her gaze. He was so. . . Scared. He looked so fragile. She wrapped her arms around his midsection and hugged him tightly.

Foxy sank to his knees and hugged his friend tightly and started to sob into her shoulder as she stroked his hair with one of her hands. Mangle stood there as she had a discussion with herself, 'why did I concern myself with him?'

Perhaps it was because she saw his pain and wanted to help, or maybe it was because she saw a part of herself in him that she had at one time and left behind. Maybe it was because they both had shitty experiences and she wanted to help him because she could relate to him with her own experiences, but because she had more experience in the position he was in currently. She didn't know, but she knew that she chose it and didn't regret her choice at all.

Mangle continued to stroke her friend's hair as he sobbed into her shoulder, they should get to sleep soon, but for now Foxy needed to let it all out, like her puppiteer uncle Johnson always said, "Mangle, you may be the strongest or even the fastest person in the world, but it doesn't matter, all armor has a crack in it, you can patch it up as much as you want, but it will always be a weak spot. If this weak spot is hit then you'll be defenseless there and open yourself up to being killed. But enough of that, it's time I teach you how to read people, it is a very useful skill. Now then, the first thing to know is emotions; The face and eyes show them all at once and one at a time, figuring out when they are showing and which ones is the key to reading people. . . "

Mangle missed her Uncle, he was an amazing person and was the one who mainly took care of her, she should call him to see if he could help her with her friend. She may be strong, but even she knew that she could not take care of her friend and all the problems by herself. She was just one person after all.

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Bye the way 4,100 words in total in this chapter.