Hey all, it's a bright new day

and it's sure time to shine.

time to take

your career

into your own hands

I'll stop quoting Labyrinth sorry xD

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Chapter 4

Mangle Hosts The Best Sleepover Ever

"Do you think that was her?" Chica asked Mangle as they ran to her room. She was referring to the tapping they'd heard on the windows.

"Who else would it be?" Mangle yelled back. They skirted around the corner and dove through the door frame. Mangle locked the door while Chica ran to the window. She had to drag a chair over to the window to open because she was short. Chica leaned up and unlocked the window, then opened it.

"Finally, jeez. What happened?" Ruby muttered as she crawled through the window. She tried to squeeze through but failed to get all of her in.

"Uh, Chi-Chi? Can you please open the window a bit more?" Ruby asked in a strained voice, half of her body dangling outside.

"Did you just give me a nickname?!" Chica gasped in astonishment. She was going to die. This was insane!

Mangle ran over to Chica and pulled the window open more, as Chica obviously wasn't going to be able to. Ruby squeezed through and fell on the floor with a loud bang. She sat up.

"Urg." She rubbed her head and stood up, brushing dirt off her black-and-white checkered pajama shorts. "So, what does a robot-girl sleepover typically look like?" Ruby asked the two. Mangle grinned. She loved the secret sleepovers that her and Chica had every few weekends. She especially would love telling Ruby all about them.

"So, we'll binge some Netflix shows, and we'll make microwave popcorn and you can choose your own toppings. Then we'll paint each other's toenails and play Truth or Dare and other random games. Then we'll go make some pizza and drink pop and stay up allllll night." Mangle finished, grinning.

Ruby looked ecstatic.

"I kind of imagined there'd be a lot more murder involved," she said, laughing. Chica shrugged.

"I mean, we could do that if we wanted…" Chica giggled. Ruby held up her hands.

"I'm not to blame if the police show up!" She said, laughing. Mangle laughed too, but then her and Chica shared a glance and Mangle's face became deadly serious. Chica turned out the lights and Mangle flicked on a flashlight, shining it on her face to illuminate it terrifyingly in the dark.

"But before we can do any of that, you must take the Sleepover Oath." Mangle growled in her best spooky voice. Ruby nodded. Mangle turned to her best friend.

"Chica, take our hands." She instructed. Even in the dim light, Mangle could tell Chica was excited about this new development. She took Ruby's right hand and Chica's left. Mangle started to softly hum a tune that Freddy often hummed in the halls. Chica copied her, and Ruby did the same.

"The number one rule of the Sleepover Club, is that you do not talk about the Sleepover Club." Mangle said, her voice echoing creepily in the dark. Ruby nodded. Mangle passed the light to Chica, who took it and shined it in her face.

"The second rule of the Sleepover Club, is that you do not mention it to anyone else who is not in the club, especially boys, and ESPECIALLY Freddy, Bonnie, and Foxy." Chica said. She passed the flashlight back to Mangle.

"The third rule of the Sleepover Club, is that what happens in it, stays in it." Mangle growled menacingly. Ruby nodded again, her face deadly serious. Mangle threw the torch to Chica, who caught it and flicked it on.

"And the final rule of the Sleepover Club, is that you have fun." Chica said, trying her hardest to keep a squeal from entering her voice. Mangle growled.

"Do you agree to these terms? If not, you shall receive a painful and slow death by a thousand cookie cutters." Mangle hissed, picking up and wielding her cookie cutter viciously. She was actually telling the truth about that one, even if it would ruin the carpet. Ruby nodded, her wide hazel eyes bright even in the dark.

"I agree, Miss Mangle and Miss Chica. I swear on...uh...my life." She promised. Mangle signaled to Chica and she walked across the room and flicked on the lights.

"Congratulations!" Chica squealed. She hugged Ruby and then backed away.

"Oop, sorry-" Chica remembered the meaning of personal space. Ruby laughed.

"Naw, it's okay. C'mere." She gave Chica a hug. When they let go, Chica's face was flaming. She quickly rubbed at it, trying to make it stop. Ruby looked around the room.

"Speaking of the boys, where are they right now?" Ruby asked.

Mangle shrugged. "Freddy and Bonnie are prolly watching a movie or something, and I don't really know what Foxy does. Maybe he pirate-roleplays by himself or something."

Ruby laughed. "Cool."

The three girls sat in silence for a while, till Ruby broke it with a clap of her hands.

"So, what about those pizzas you said we could make?" Ruby asked laughingly. Mangle and Chica nodded, glad to be out of the awkward situation.

The three girls opened the creaky door and tiptoed quietly down the hallway. They kept hissing shhh at each other, followed by rapid giggling. They reached the party room soon, and they walked to the left to get to the kitchen.

Mangle let out her breath with a whoosh when they reached the door to the kitchen.

"Right. Now be quiet so that nobody...well, Foxy doesn't see-"

They opened the door.

"-you."

Inside the kitchen, standing the bright fluorescent lights, which were on and humming, was Foxy, beside seven identical pizzas. Foxy was casually tossing another when he noticed the three girls staring open-mouthed at him. He put the pizza down on a platter and winked.

"Why, hello there ladies. Ruby, it's lovely to see you. Care for a drink and some company?" Foxy asked, winking and obviously quoting from some romance website. Ruby rolled her eyes and pushed past him to the pantry.

"Cut the damn romance lines, I'm here for the pizza." She muttered. Mangle tried not to laugh at Ruby's briskness. Foxy frowned and leaned against the table.

"Aww, but I thought you liked me, lassie." He sighed. Ruby let out a short, barking laugh.

"Like you?! Hah, sorry to disappoint you, but I'm lesbian."

Foxy pouted, then took in the situation, much to Mangle's and Chica's disappointment. "Wait one sun-turn. What is Ruby doing here in the first place? Is that what that rascally tapping was at the porthole?" Foxy asked.

Mangle blinked at him innocently.

"Wellll, maybe. But it's fine, darling, don't worry about it," Mangle said sweetly. Suddenly, Mangle's gaze fell on the seven assorted pizzas, which looked surprisingly like... spaghetti? On a pizza?

"Uh, Foxy...is that spaghetti on your pizzas?" Chica asked, glancing at him. Foxy looked sheepish.

"Yea, I wanted to try something new fer a change, so I put my favourite food on a pizza!" Foxy said with a flourish. Ruby wrinkled her nose.

"Right. Well, I'm going to make a spicy pepperoni pizza with hot peppers!" Ruby told them. Chica squealed.

"That's my fave tooooo! I'll help you!" She dove for the pantry. Mangle stayed with Foxy.

"Uhm, I'll try some of your spaghetti pizza," Mangle said, grinning. Foxy laughed, and cut a slice for her with his hook. He grabbed it with his good hand and slid it onto a nearby paper plate that brightly declared, 'Happy Birthday!'

Mangle laughed and took a messy bite of the pizza, her sharp white teeth ripping into the cheese, noodles, and sauce. She swallowed and wiped her mouth with a napkin. Foxy was watching her expectantly.

"Well? Does it taste like rotten squid? Or does it taste good like a bottle o' rum?" Mangle rolled her eyes, Foxy had never had alcohol in his life. "C'mon, spit it out, lassie. Wait, not literally." Foxy rambled nervously.

Mangle looked at him. Then she looked at the pizza. Then she grinned and took another bite.

"It's actually really good," She laughed. Foxy's eyes almost popped out of his head.

"Wait, really? Wow matey, I haven't even tried this yet." He took a slice and bit into it.

"Blimey, this is good," He mumbled over his pizza. Suddenly, there was a yell.

"WHYYY ARE THERE SO MANY ANCHOVIES IN THIS PANTRY?!" Chica yelled.

If there was one thing Chica had hated, and would probably hate her whole life, it was anchovies. Mangle tried not to laugh as Chica stormed out.

"Foxyyy." She put her hands on her hips. Foxy rolled his eyes and put up his hands.

"Fiiiine. The actual pizza ingredients are in the other pantry." Foxy muttered. Chica nodded and she signaled to Ruby to follow her to the other pantry. Mangle turned back to Foxy's weirdly delicious spaghetti pizza.

"So, did you like, use parmesan cheese instead of mozzarella? And then use spaghetti sauce?" Mangle asked him. Foxy grinned and nodded proudly.

"That's actually kind of genius." Mangle noted. She walked over to the counter, where there lay seven different kinds of bread, including garlic. Mangle selected the garlic bread and walked back over to Foxy.

"What if you took garlic bread, and you ripped it into a bunch of pieces, and then sprinkled them on the pizza?" Mangle suggested. Foxy nodded enthusiastically.

"Yeah! And then when you baked them-"

"They'd be all crunchy!"

"And then what if you took some real garlic maybe, and put it on the pizza!"

"And we could add some basil!"

Mangle grinned. She had no idea that she and Foxy had so much in common, and it was clear that Foxy didn't either.

Mangle's thoughts were cut off by the beeping of the oven. Ruby ran for it.

"Chi-Chi, our pizzas are ready!" She called as she opened the oven door.

Chica squealed.

"Comiiing!" She dashed over and together, the two girls pulled out steaming hot pizzas from the oven. The aroma was heavenly, both salty from the grease and cheese, sweet and spicy from the pepperoni and peppers, and savoury from the whole thing. Mangle winked at Foxy and snuck over to Ruby and Chica as they were cutting it. Mangle slid under the table unnoticed, and, sliding her fingers through a crack, slid it through and snatched a slice for herself.

"Heyyy!" Chica yelled, crossing her arms. Mangle flashed them a cheeky grin and took a huge, exaggerated bite of the spicy pizza. She chewed it slowly, savouring the taste. The stringy, greasy cheese, the chewy bread, the crunchy, spicy, juicy peppers, and the rich, meaty pepperoni all worked together to create the best meal ever.

But it wasn't as good as Foxy's spaghetti pizza, which Mangle needed to talk to Foxy about.

"Uh, is it okay if I take a slice to my room?" She asked. Mangle slunk past him to the counter where the pizzas lay, still hot from the oven. Her sensitive whiskers twitched from the steam. She selected one and plopped it on her plate. She made a cute clicking sound with happiness, a fox habit, and walked past Foxy.

"Of course, lass!" Foxy confirmed.

Chica and Ruby had finished making their delicious pizzas, and Chica had also made a big thing of caramel popcorn, which just happened to be every girl's favourite type. Ruby motioned to Mangle to get going, which she did.

As she was leaving, Mangle could just hear Foxy's teasing, sing-song words of,

"Don't turn into a robot, lasses."

~lll~

Mangle rushed with the other two girls back to Chica's room. They burst into the room, giggling profoundly, as they were three sixteen-year-olds at a sleepover that was happening at 2:30 am, and that's what happens at that time.

Ruby flopped onto the ground, which was now covered in assorted fluffy multicolored pillows. Chica giggled and threw a heavily caramelized popcorn into her mouth. She crunched it obnoxiously, which set Ruby off laughing.

Mangle was laughing as well from under Chica's dusty bed, where she was rummaging around for her deluxe nail polish set she'd hidden there a few sleepovers ago, where it would be safe from boys.

Ruby and Chica continued talking about...whatever they usually talked about.

Mangle was very talented at hiding in small spaces from her time crawling through the vents. She wished she could transform into a robot, so she could contort herself better, but she knew the rules and she stayed as a ghost-fox-human-girl-thing. Her one yellow eye dilated and she pinpointed the mani/pedi set easily. Mangle slunk forwards, flattening her ears and lowering her floofy tail. Her short shaggy white hair stood up straight in the air from the static that was her reward from army-crawling on the carpet. She stretched her arm out and could just barely touch the set.

Mangle growled in frustration. She could feel a cold tingling sensation on her hand. She looked at and hissed as she saw hard metal and wires clasping up her arm and taking over her flesh. Mangle closed her eyes and gritted her teeth. Human. Ghost. I can reach this kit without turning into a robot. Mangle took a deep breath. And another. It's okay. The metal retracted from her arm and she let out breath with relief. With this newfound confidence, she pushed her legs up as far as they could under the bed and launched herself forward, grabbing the kit. Mangle purred with satisfaction and spun around, army crawling her way out from under the bed. She did a cobra pose (so maybe that dumb 80's yoga class video Chica made them all watch did help) and pulled herself out.

She flung the kit onto the ground, and unflattened her ears only to hear Ruby burst into laughter when she saw Mangle.

"Mangle- your hair-" She collapsed into a fit of laughter. Chica was giggling as well.

"And your tail! Go look in the mirror!"

Mangle felt only slightly offended. Oh, God, how bad is it? She walked over to a nearby cracked mirror and checked her reflection. Mangle burst into laughter.

Her short white hair, while it was still straight, was messy and strands of it were still sticking up in the air. Her bangs remained normal, luckily. She stuck her tail up and it was incredibly poofy. Her whiskers were off-kilter, as were her ears. She giggled and finger-brushed her hair and fur back down.

She walked across the room to find Ruby and Chica painting each other's toenails in vibrant, mismatched colours. Mangle grinned and sat down. She inspected the different colours and shades the nail kit had to offer, and she finally selected three colours: white, pink, and black.

Mangle hated it when people said that black, white, and gray weren't colours, they were shades. Like just because they lacked certain pigment, meant that they were to be excluded from the other colours. Just because the sun got to be the one that had vibrant colours and emitted heat, meant that the moon, which was equally as important but was black, white and gray and cold, meant that it was shunned. Darkness was led to be terrifying and evil, and light was led to be safe and comforting. Kids were taught to never go anywhere at night. Children were told scary stories about things that lurked under the bed in darkness and went bump in the night, but never about the true dangers that lurked in the light.

Mangle liked to prey on these fears specifically because they weren't fair. Why should darkness be fearful if people close their eyes every night to relax and be lulled to sleep? Why should innocent well-meaning spiders be shunned if all they have is extra of everything? Why should tight spaces be terrifying if your whole life literally started out in a little tiny space?

So Mangle used those unfair fears to her advantage. She crawled through tight vents to leap onto people. She stalked them through dark shadows to surprise them. Her extra spider-like limbs were useful for driving the night guards into pure terror before slaughtering them all.

Mangle shook herself. She was getting way too philosophical for nail polish colours, of all things. She only just realized she'd painted all of her toenails absentmindedly in a daze, and she reached into the kit and pulled out some sparkly, shining rhinestones and started to apply them to her middle toes.

"Hey, when we were leaving the kitchen, why did Foxy warn you not to turn into your animatronic form?" Ruby asked innocently, adding a multicolored shimmering rainbow to Chica's middle toe. Chica, who was painting a fluffy sheep on Ruby's big toenail, stopped suddenly, and Mangle flashed her a look, like, how are we going to explain this one to her.

"We-ell, at midnight-ish, you know how you kind of get an adrenaline rush?" Chica started out. Ruby nodded.

"Totally. I'm always bouncing off the walls at night, and my mom always gets mad because I usually wake up Rylaina." Ruby laughed. Mangle tipped her head to the side.

"Who's Rylaina?" She asked, curious. Ruby grinned, and started to apply polish to her fingernails.

"She's me and Raven's three-year-old lil sis. We call her Rylie or Ry-Ry. She's really cute, but she's such a light sleeper it's actually kind of ridiculous."

Mangle was about to ask more about this other sister of hers, but Ruby crossed her arms accusingly.

"Don't you try to change the subject! What's this about robots and adrenaline?!" Ruby yelled. Mangle groaned, she thought she could get out of that situation easily.

"Basically every night at midnight if we turn into robots instead of our, um, human form, we become blood-thirsty killing machines that lust for human blood and will do anything to murder any human in sight." Chica said casually.

Ruby, who'd just taken a sip of her tasty non-alcoholic Freddy Fazbrew juice, spat it out.

"Excuse me?! Please, tell me more. This sounds like a romance novel I'd like." Ruby said, putting her hands in her lap and sitting with her legs crossed.

Mangle snorted.

"More like a horror novel. If no night guard is present, it just gets worse and worse, and if we can't turn back in time, we'd basically smash through the window and kill everyone in sight, and the ratings would be in the toilet for a while after that. Plus, if there is a night guard, and they make the animatronics angry...well, let's just say it usually doesn't end up well for them."

Mangle said uneasily. She tried her hardest to sugar-coat it, but she eventually failed. Ruby's hazel eyes widened and she slapped her forehead in frustration.

"Wait, if you make them angry?! Oh my God, I shouldn't have insulted Bonnie and Freddy! That's why Bonnie had that look on his face! I put myself, and you guys in trouble. I'm so, so sorry!" Ruby said, groaning.

Chica gasped.

"No, it's not your fault! It's just our programming! Beside-"

Ruby cut her off.

"Wait. Why would you make children's entertainment thingys killer? I mean, I knew there was that whole thing with the child murders a while ago, but…"

Oh groan. This could take forever…

Seeming to read Mangle's mind, Ruby laughed.

"I guess that's a story for another night. Now, who wants to watch the Kissing Booth and maybe binge all the Twilight movies and laugh when Bella does something stupid?" Ruby asked. Chica and Mangle both pumped their fists in the air.

"BEST SLEEPOVER CLUB EVER!"

A/N

I miss sleepoverrrrrs!

Darn virus…

Answering that challenge from last chapter:

Can I touch my tongue to my nose?

Let me try…

Can't do it and now I need to wipe my mouth

Okay bye for now!

~Ghost