#🌸 Survivor's guilt practically since she has no clue if her friends actually survived

[mgalenxd]

It indeed had been a long time, at least what Mangle could pick up on after all this time. The company finally kicked the boot, especially when it came to herself after- well...a lot of things. Fortunately the mangled up mess that they were survived, managing to escape the fiery torches that they didn't know her friends may or may not have escaped. But being out in the cruel world, in the woods as the being they were. By gods it was terrible. Humans themselves tried to take bits and pieces of her (some even successfully did by the absence of an endo head and parts), while the lush earth grew and imprinted itself onto their rotting away body. Lack of, in fact.

The animatronic that somehow was in bad yet working condition blinked once. Twice. Their golden cracked eye widened as it finally clicked.

"F-Freddy-?! Is that really you-? Apologies, It's. It's hard to see through my eye." Mangle quickly tried to focus on the bear in front of her as relief washed over them... relief that didn't last long. Instantly the rotting lady's face grew in distress and worried for her acquaintance. Sure they didn't interact a whole lot to be certain of calling each other friends but...the big brown bear still meant something to them. And experiencing what they had to go through out here? No way was this fox letting them go through what she had to deal with for y e a r s. At least with the kids it was easy, but since she became the mangle. All that pain endured out here. Alone.

"As much as I want to catch up- I'm afraid we got worse news, we need- er...sorry. I. Need to get you out of these parts. It's not safe-" It was quite worrying some with the way they talked. And how much they were talking too! They used to be vastly less talkative, yet Mangle was here speaking with...fear. A shaken up look written all over her cracked mask. Before Freddy even found her, Mangle was actually trying to run and hide from a few of those teen boys she knew about from the small town that dawned itself in front of the woods that (for years) the deity resided in. No home. No friends. Just people trying to take her apart more painfully. Those who were scared or that didn't even give a damn on the shaken animatronic.

“AH! who are you?” (All because I can see them down right not recognizing Freddy right away thanks to it being a while + panicked) @mgalenxd

Freddy couldn't believe his eyes, seeing the white and pink fox after all this time.

He had thought...the Toys...the newspaper had said 'scrapped'...a terrible fate to the group of counterparts of the 'Classics'. It was an ending they certainly didn't deserve. Fazbear couldn't do a thing about it either, he couldn't save them from the company, which continues to haunt him...and yet now, here was Mangle...intact as she could be.

Had they actually been spared? Did they defeat the odds? Just as Freddy had?

The bear had only stepped closer to her suddenly, to really see, to fully take in the fact that, yes, his old acquaintance was there before him, he wasn't mistaking it. What he hadn't expected or accounted for was her reaction to him, clearly jumpy, panicked, she didn't seem to recognize the tophat-donned mascot at all. "Easy, easy...! I'm not going to hurt you! I'm a friend!" Freddy stopped in his tracks and brought his paws up in a surrendering gesture to prove he meant no harm to her as he spoke, concern forming on his muzzle.

He didn't want to think that she had forgotten him.

"It's just me! Freddy Fazbear...do you...remember me, Mangle?"

// @mgalenxd