Mangle's POV

"Okay Ms. Evans, you're good to go.
Your injuries are all healed, but be careful in Cherleading and your dance classes, okay?" Said Mrs.Trent, the school nurse. Finally, I was getting out of that infirmary! It hasn't been all bad, TC brought me all the essentials; Magazines, makeup, spare PJs, toothbrush, earphones, hairbrush, hairdryer, Y'know, the usual. What I'm not looking forward to is seeing my dad's face when he finds out what Springtrap did..

When my dads angry, he goes ballistic! Once Marionette came home at 1am in the morning because of some party, he got grounded for two frickin weeks!

I'm hoping he'll be more angry at Springtrap and the school than me though. It's not like I punched myself in the stomach!

"Thanks Mrs.Trent." I nodded to her and left. Unfortunately, it's Wednseday, so I only have two days to teach everyone the routine for the big game on Friday! Plus, we've got a science assignment coming up.
Great, just great.

"The captain returns, I see." Chuckled Foxy, leaning next to the infirmary-exit doors. Oh, he thinks he's so funny, huh?
"All thanks to my trusty Co-Captain here, miss me?" I smirked jokingly.
"T'was my pleasure to be the crap out of Springtrap, Captain. Miss you? Nah, not really." He chuckled sarcastically.
I put my hand on my heart, acting all hurt which made him laugh and we started walking down the hallways to the school parking-lot. "So, you'll be okay to drive yourself home?" He asked with that soft, caring smile of his.
"Yeah, I'll be fine." I replied sweetly, "Oh! By the way, how's Football practise going?" I beamed. "It's going great actually, Fred doesn't make me run as many laps around the field as usual, plus I get to boss the team around." He smirked. "Well, Glad you're enjoying it. I've gotta teach the cheerleaders this routine for the big game in only two days." I sighed. He looked at me strangely, shocked I was still attempting to teach them it.

"Two days? But your still not fully recovered? Plus, that's not a lot of time. You sure you can do it?" He asked, concerned either about me or the routine not being done in time for the Football game, I'm hoping me.
"Toy Chica will help me, I'm sure we'll be fine." I hoped.

He's right, my stomach still aches when I stretch a little, what if we don't learn it in time?
Crap.

"Oh well, if you're sure. See ya Mangle!" He smiled waving and walking out the exit while I headed to the parking lot. I drove home, dreading seeing my Father and Thursday's Cheerlead practise.

*The next day*

"From the top everyone!" I shouted from the bleachers, which was followed by a wave of groans from the cheerleaders. Surprisingly, it's not to hard teaching the routine to them, they picked up fast.

"5,6,7,8!!" I yelled clapping to the beat while jogging down to join them on the field.

The cheerleaders walked on from each side, jumping to the beat.

*After Cheer-Practise*

"Great job guys! I think that'll do for today!" I smiled, which was followed by a few whoops and cheers. We all walked off the field to get changed and go home,
"I don't think I've ever been this tiered.." Panted TC, putting an arm on my shoulder so she wouldn't lose her balance from exhaustion. "Tell me about it, my stomachs killing me." I sighed, taking huge gulps from my water bottle. "You know you shouldn't be doing Cheer practice, right? Not with your injury N'all." TC told me with concern.
"I'll be fine, it's just a bruise." I lied.
A really painful bruise..
Toy Chica shook her head, knowing I was lying. I swear, she's like a lie detector, either that or I'm bad at lying.
On our way past the field, You could hear the faint sound of arguing coming from the Footballers side.

There was no denying it was Mari and Springtrap fighting. Oh no..

Foxy's POV

"What the f*** Marionette?!" Growled an irritated Springtrap, a couple meters away from the rest of us.
I was doing pretty good at ignoring Springtrap and sending him death glares, but I Guess Mari still had a bone to pick with him.
Boy, Mari was furious with him, he practically dragged him over to the corner of the field by his collar.
"Wonder what their fighting about?" Asked Bonnie.
"Take a wild Guess." I said frowning.
He scratched his head for a while but soon realised and mouthed the words'Ooh' to me, knowingly.
Bonnie may be a nerd sometimes, but he can be pretty slow at catching on. Practically everyone knows what happened with Springtrap and Mangle, gossip gets around quick at Statton.

I noticed they were getting more violent, so Fred had to step in. He shoved them apart, making sure they were out of arms reach of each other. Toy Freddy shouted and cursed at Springtrap, while pointing to the field gate. Springtrap stomped off the field, for the Fith time this month.

Mari and Fred came back over to the rest of us, looking pretty peeved off. The team were whispering amongst themselves, which wasn't really helping the situation.
"The rest of you, got get changed! We're done for the day!" I shouted, ushering to the changing rooms and with that they jogged off obediently. I couldn't help but smile with pleasure at my new authority. I turned back to Fred and Mari,
"So what happened?" I asked them with my arms crossed. "Well, after Mari here went crazy-mad with Springtrap, I kicked him off the team. I'm so done with his fazz to be honest." He replied shaking his head. Mari just stood there with his hands in his pockets, still looking mad. "Pfft, Good riddens." I smirked, "You okay Mari?"

"I'm fine, Guess I'm still angry at Springtrap for what he did to Mangle." He sighed angrily and kicking the ground.
"Tell me about it." I smiled and he smiled weakly back to me. "Yup, at least be wont bother her anymore. If he does, he'll deal with us three." smirked Fred mischievously which made us laugh. Suddenly, we saw Mangle running up to us out of breath, with Toy Chica shouting behind her,
"MANG! Slow DOWN! You're gonna pull another muscle!"
Me, Fred and Mari shared a strange look, what the-?
She eventually made it to us, bending down and gasping for air while grasping her side.
"What..*wheeze* the Fazz *cough*...happened..?!"

She managed to get out. "With what?" Asked Fred. "SPRINGTRAP AND MARI!!" She shouted obviously, glaring at Mari.
"Nothin, why?" He replied casually.
"B-But we saw you two fighting?" Said TC.
"Oh yeahhh..." He replied, rubbing the back of his head. "Ugh, Mari, I swear! Stay away from Springtrap, alright?!" Mangle ordered.
"You expect me to sit back while HE gets away with-

"I KNOW WHAT HE DID! I don't need to be reminded!" She shouted sternly, which shut Mari up and sent shivers down my spine.
Man, she can be scary sometimes.
Is it bad that I find it kinda hot?

She breathed in and out, calming herself.
"Please?" She asked Mari. He nodded probably scared to say no, I sure would be.
She smiled and rubbed her side looking in pain. "Mangle, are you okay?" I asked,
"Yeah, I'm fine. Why?" She asked quickly, too quickly.
"Mangle! I told you, you need to be careful of your stomach muscles." Frowned Toy Chica.
"I told you it's fine, really! Look!" She did an agile handstand to prove her point, but ended up wincing in pain after.
"Sure... Whatever you say." Said Fred, rolling his eyes. "Yeah, yeah, yeah, Whatever!" She grumped crossing her arms. We all laughed at her stubbornness, which got me a punch in the shoulder. "Ow! Whyyy?" I fake-cried. Call me a goofball, but I know Mangle finds it funny and that's all that matters. Now that Springtrap and her have finished, maybe..Just maybe, I could ask her out.
But I should probably give Mang some time to get over Springtrap though, I can't imagine asking her out on a date when she only just got out a relationship.

Just on Cue, she laughed that beautiful laugh of hers and smiled, "That's what you get, jerk!" She joked. I looked out the corner of my eye and noticed someone was watching us. They ran away hurriedly once they saw me looking at them.
Who was that?

"We should probably go home, it's getting late. Practise went on way later than usual." Said TC. We all nodded and waved goodbye to each other, except Mari and Mangle, who offered him a ride home since they live together. She did ask me if I wanted one but I said no, I prefer walking.
It's good exercise, I Guess.

I'm still worried about Mangle, though. I don't want her to hurt herself again. She says she's fine, but in all honesty, I don't believe her. It hurts when she runs or even stretches, that can't be good right? And who the heck was watching us?! I'm too stressed out, the first big game is on Friday and I need to focus! It doesn't help all our summer Tests are coming up soon.