A/N: Because absolutely NO ONE has made a fanfic about these two on this site! I cannot be alone on this! For Petes sake if I can find a FoxyXSpringtrap on this site then I should be able to find some MarrionetteXChica. But nope! So, I've decided to make this! Hope you enjoy!
Disclaimer: I don't want to own as I have said a million times before!
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There was always something about her. Sure, she could be called 'his creation', but he never intended something like this from himself when he had placed her soul inside that animatronic suit.
At the time, he only had vengeance on his mind. He was sure all the souls did too. But, as the years went by, their strings of vengeance wore and gave out. They became less and less aggressive towards others. Of course, he couldn't control what they wanted to do, he wished he could, but that was impossible.
Now the souls were forever stuck inside those suits, all because of him. He felt himself lucky that they didn't know it was him who wouldn't let their souls rest. If he told them that, they would most likely never forgive him for it. She would never forgive him. And that was the last thing he wanted.
He didn't know what to call this new feeling for her, but it felt like something he had once felt for his mother. 'Love' was it? But, it felt different. The little he could remember of his time as a child, he only ever felt safe in his mother's arms, a sense of warmth and home. But, with her, it was like she gave him something to live for other then waiting every night, listening to that music box over and over again. It was like she had ignited something inside him.
But, he did admit, he never felt this straight away. It took time for this feeling to grow on him. It was just the little things that made him love her more and more. The way she laughed, how cheerful she was, how she had a bright desire to be with all the children in the pizzeria and make them happy. This is what he loved.
He wished he could be like her. So happy and optimistic. But, every day he reminded himself of why he was here, why she was even in his sight. It hurt. It hurt to look upon her all because he was the reason she suffered. He was the reason she was still here. He regretted his actions, yet he didn't. He felt guilty, yes, but she was what kept him going. Even if it did hurt to watch her day in and day out, at least he was able to find that sense of warmth and home, just like the good old days.
He was happy to know, that he could rest in peace, even if only for a few moments. All thanks to her.
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A/N: Expect to see more interesting pairings like this. I like a few crack pairs as well, so prepare for what will come! :D Anyways, hope you enjoyed this and R&R!