Prologue: Encounter

Mangle skipped on the way home as she hummed a song. 'Yep. Nothing can ruin this lovely day~' she thought.

Just then she passed by a group of gangster-looking guys as they picked on a girl. They were 4 in total. Mangle stopped skipping as she overheard their conversation.

"Please give me back my money..." the girl pleaded as she tried reaching for her wallet.

"Heh, do you think we'll give it back to you?" one of the guys answered her as he held her wallet higher.

Mangle frowned as she walked closer to the group. "Umm...can you please give her money back?"

They all stared at her.

"Why should we?"

Mangle was lost for words. She didn't even know what she had done in the first place!

"Hey, isn't that Fazbear Middle School's uniform?" One of them whispered to his companions as he pointed at Mangle.

The four creeps smiled at her. "Fine. We'll return her money."

Mangle gave a sighed of relief.

"Thank y-"

"But...in exchange...we'll have you!"

Mangle had no time to react as one of the guys grabbed her arm. The girl they had picked on earlier had run away with her wallet. 

'Ungrateful little brat!' Mangle thought in the midst of her danger, though, a part of her was glad she has helped her.

"Let go of me!" She tried to struggle free. "Let go!"


Before she could scream for help in a louder voice, her arm got yanked away from the evil molesters and her body stumbled in a stranger's lean body.

Mangle didn't get a chance to see the face of her savior as he walked in front of her in a protective stance.

She felt relieved. 'My prince came to save me!'

'Red hair...' She looked at the back of her so called 'prince' as he kicked the 4 boys. They all stumbled in the ground together.

Mangle sighed dreamily.

She was surprised to hear her savior chuckle. It was mesmerizing.

"Haha...sorry, sorry. My legs are too long," she heard him say.

'Wait, what?'

"Kyaa!" Mangle was surprised to find herself carried in her prince's arms bridal style as one of the guys he beat stood up.

"You wanna fight, you b*stard?!" One guy tried to aim his fists at her so the prince lifted her upwards.

'How can he carry me like this?!'

After 3 minutes, the four molesters couldn't stand anymore. Mangle was put down on the ground by her prince.

She stared at him in awe as he stared back.

'Shining golden eyes...beautiful red hair...a handsome face...It's so cool how he protects girls from bad guys! He is totally my dream prince!' Mangle stopped her daydreaming as she smiled at the guy who saved her.

"Umm...thank you! I owe you one..." Mangle told him as she blushed in his daring smile.

"What are you gonna give me?"

The question shocked Mangle. 'Uh...of course. I did tell him that I owe him...'

Mangle thought for a moment. "A cup of tea?" she offered as she smiled innocently.

"I'd rather..."

Mangle stared at him as a sign to continue. But...something was wrong. He was...smirking?!

"...have you instead," he finished as she pulled Mangle closer, pushing their lips together.

'WHAT?! WHAT?!'

Mangle was too surprised to move. She tried pushing him away as a tongue entered her mouth.

'Wait a minute! Wait a minute!'

Mangle continued pushing him away but the guy just won't budge. She then realized what was happening! 

'I'm in need of oxygen!'

The guy moved away from her, freeing her mouth so that she can breathe. Mangle panted heavily and as soon as she regained her breath, she stared at the guy who was smirking at her.

"You're so inexperienced. You don't even know how to breathe!" The guy who just stole her first kiss laughed at her. Mangle was so shocked. He continued laughing.

"I wanted to hook up with you. But you don't have a nice *ss or big br**sts. Grow up soon, little chick," he told her, smirk not faltering.

Mangle was still frozen that she didn't notice her other molester, who was her prince earlierwas already walking away.

'Wha...what...French kiss! My tongue was sucked! My br**sts and b*tt aren't big enough?!'


"That was MY FIRST KISS!!!! GIVE IT BACK! GIVE IT BACK YOU PERVERTED PRINCE!!!" Mangle shouted. But the renowned 'Perverted Prince' was already nowhere to be seen.


He's not a prince at all!!!!

AUGGGGHHH!!! GRRRR!!!!! AHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!



. . .

Okay, another new story! I do hope you support this too! I'm quite confident in this one...hehe *smirks evily*.

Important Note: Mangle is in Middle School, currently in 8th grade. She is 15 years old.

Question for everyone: Should I continue this story? Or...would you want me to continue this story?


Love love <3

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