"Who are you?" Mangle asked.

"Hmm...I won't tell you for now. But...if you can find me, I'll tell you who I am," the guy answered.

"How am I supposed to find you?" she asked in disbelief.

"We're studying in the same high school. Isn't that enough?"

"Same high school..Do you realize the number of students?! I need a hint!"

The guy laughed. "You're that curious?"

Mangle nodded. "Aren't you curious of my identity too?"

The guy scratched the back of his head with his hand. "Sort of."

It was a short silence until one of them spoke.

"Amerò sempre quella ragazza con i capelli rosa e gli occhi dorati."

"What?" Mangle asked in confusion.

The guy smirked. "That just now, was your hint. Find me. Once you do, I'll know who you are too."

Mangle smirked. "I will."

. . .

'Sh*t. What language was that?! I don't remember anything he told me! Something about roses?! What?!'

Mangle scratched her whole head, ruining her hair. "Just what in the world did he say?!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

That night, one Mangle couldn't sleep a wink.

. . .

"Whoa...who are you?!" Bonbon asked.

"It's me...." Mangle groaned.

"Where were you last night Mangle?"

"At a bridge."

"What?" Bonbon asked in confusion.

"Huh? Oh...I went home. Foxy wasn't anywhere. That liar Bonnie," she said.

"Speak of the devil." Bonbon glared at the man passing by.

"Why...are you...giving me that look?" Bonnie asked with suspicions. "Last time you predicted my death with that look. Stop that."

"My prediction changed," Bonbon smirked.

"Huh?" Bonnie asked in a bored manner. "In what way?"

"Your death will be before first period if you don't explain to me...

Bonnie gulped.

...Why.Didn't.Foxy.Attend.The.Party?!"

"Calm down!! Don't kill me! Foxy really came!" Bonnie shielded his face with his arms.

Bonbon narrowed her eyes. "How did you know?"

"Ask the one who received a big black eye from him," Bonnie replied glumly.

"Where's Springtrap?" Bonbon  asked, her glare even more deadly. Mangle stepped back.

'Her predictions are always right,' Mangle and Bonnie's mind chorused.

"Hey!" 

'Uh-oh...he's dead,' Mangle and Bonnie's minds chorused again.

"Hey, trash," Bonbon greeted back.

Springtrap stepped back. "What is it now? What's with that look?" He looked at Bonbon. "Last time you gave me that look, you attempted to smash my face. Stop that."

"You don't look so good," Bonbon smirked.

"I know. This black eye was given by that b*stard Foxy," he explained.

"Oh?"

Springtrap nodded. 

"You're right. A black eye doesn't suit you" Bonbon started, walking around Springtrap.

"I'm glad you understand for once!" he said with a nervous smile. 

Bonbon stopped in front of Springtrap. "Because..."

Springtrap, Mangle, and Bonnie gulped at the same time.

"Two suits you better!" she shouted, aiming at Springtrap's undarkened eye.

He fell on his knees on the floor.

Bonbon dusted her hands. "There! Now you look like the most handsome panda on Earth."

Springtrap glared. "What did you hit me for?! I'm innocent!"

Bonbon huffed. "I need a punching bag."

Bonnie raised his hand like a little kid. "I can buy you one!"

Bonbon rolled her eyes. "Why buy me one...when you just can be one?" she smirked.

"Stop...just stop," Mange told them. The three looked at her.

"Okay," she sighed. "So Foxy attended the party and Springtrap was the only one who saw him. What time did he leave? I was waiting forever!"

"He left early," Springtrap told her.

"Did he say anything?" she asked.

"None," he finished.

Mangle sighed. 'Oh well, at least I met that guy.'

"You look a bit happy. Did something happen last night?"

"Uh....nothing...at all."

"Tell me about it later," Bonbon insisted.

"Fine."

. . .

After class, most of them noticed that Bonnie was quite gloomy today. Instead of looking only at Foxy the whole morning, she keeps on looking at Bonnie and Foxy back and forth.

"Spill it."

"What?" Bonnie asked.

"I said spill it," Bonbon repeated. "You sighing all day was pretty obvious. What happened?"

Bonnie sighed again. "There's a new transfer student at the class next door."

"And?" They saw Chichi walking towards them.

"And he's stealing my popularity!"

Everyone face-palmed.

"That's it?!" Bonbon screamed.

Mangle could only laugh. "Who knows? You two can be best friends!"

He scoffed. "As if. He probably won't reach me."

"Oh yeah? Maybe it's you that can't reach him," Springtrap added.

"Shut it, panda!"

"Why you little-"

"Kya~ It's him!"

"Isn't he just so hot?"

"Marry me!"

"Okay...what was that?"

"I believe that was the new transfer student."

"He's that popular?!"

"Let's check it out."

As Mangle's group managed to squeeze in the crowd and manage to get in the front...what they saw was not a handsome student....but a prince.

Mangle found herself staring at him. 

"Hi."

Mangle blinked. 'Did he just-'

"You found me pretty fast."

Mangle's eyes widened. "Wait. Don't tell me....are you-"

"Nice to meet you. I'm Goldie Santiago. And you are, damsel in distress?" He smiled.

"Wait. You know him Mangle?!" the group asked Mangle.

Mangle could only stare. The guy's eyes, unlike yesterday, were now a captivating dark black. His hair was now golden and it fit him perfectly.

"Nice to meet you. Mangle Ventura. It was fun talking with you last night." Goldie went closer to her. The crowd could only stare.

He leaned near her ear. "I think we're going to get along," he whispered. Leaning back slightly, he gave her a peck on the cheeks.

Bonbon was held back by Bonnie.

Springtrap was caught by Chichi as he almost fainted.

Marionette gaped. Freddy was still the same.

And Foxy...who just passed by at the right moment, happened to see it all.

"What...wh-"

"See ya later." Goldie winked as he walked away, leaving everyone speechless.

Mangle couldn't speak.

"Who is he?"

Mangle gulped and managed to smile nervously. "Have you brushed your teeth yet...

...Foxy?"

Lame excuse.

. . . 

"So you were talking with that guy the whole night?!"

"Not the whole night! It was after the party!"

Bonbon hugged Mangle in a protective stance. "Did he do something to you?"

Foxy stared. Everyone stared.

"Hell no!"

"Then what were you two doing?!"

"Talking!"

"No way! Two hormonal teens alone together at night, and just talking?! I won't believe this without proof! I'll sue that golden egg!" 

"Bonbon! Calm down, okay? Nothing happened. We were just talking like friends. Stop with your wild imaginations. I'm your best friend. You can trust my words..."

Bonbon sighed. "What do you guys feel about this?"

"I agree with you Bon. Let's sue that Gold guy," Bonnie put one of his hands in front of Bonbon. Bonbon shook his hand.

"I don't like that guy either," Springtrap almost reached for both of their hands but Bonbon stopped him. "Nuh-uh-uh...Don't touch me. I don't like you either."

Bonnie laughed. "So when you shook my hand..." Bonbon slapped his hand away. "Ow!"

"I don't think he has done anything bad," Mary said.

"We can't sue someone without proof anyway," Chichi added.

"I don't care," Freddy said.

"So...what about that guy with red hair over there?"

Foxy scoffed. Everyone stared at him. He walked out of the room in that instant.

"Okay, what was that?" Mangle found herself asking.

. . .

As soon as Mangle went home, she heard the doorbell ring. "Mangle?! Can you get the door please?!" she heard her Aunt call from the kitchen. She was probably preparing dinner.

Mangle rushed downstairs. "Who is it?"

Slowly, she opened the door. She stared again...at those dark eyes and golden hair.

"Hey, Mangle."

"Gol...die?"

. . .

*smirk* I didn't specify who the mysterious guy was. Flip the tables ladies and gentlemen. Fasten your seat belts. This is going to be a fun ride.

Love love <3

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