"You're a complete idiot. An annoying idiot. A selfish idiot. A kind idiot. A beautiful idiot. Can you tell me why I fell in love with an idiot like you again?" -Foxy Cooper

October 30, 2006

Foxy Cooper was angry. No...he was furious. But his face didn't show any emotions except his furrowed brows which seemed to be even more lower by 0.1 mm than usual, which came unnoticed by a certain Mangle Ventura.

If Mangle was naïve, Foxy was innocent. True, Mangle was an oddball. And Foxy looked mature...well, looks don't tell what's on the inside. He barely had any contact with girls since he hates being with one! He always thought, if you're friends with a girl, they won't care about how annoyed you are when they grab a boy in the arm and drag them somewhere. They get what they want because girls are girls. They'll force you to play house, with their plastic dolls, and what's with the fake cooking miniature toys?! So, Foxy preferred to stay away from these 'girls'. But what was happening now was the complete opposite.

He was currently sitting face to face with a certain girl the same age as him while she was enjoying putting girly pins on his head. Foxy turned red, only now noticing how close Mangle was to him.

'Why did I agree to this again? Ah...wait a minute. I didn't agree to anything at all!!'

"Stay away woman!" Foxy pushed Mangle. She chuckled as she lied on the carpet.

"I DON'T REMEMBER GIVING YOU THE PERMISSION TO DO ANYTHING WITH MY HAIR!" he screamed as he stood up, looking down at her.

"Oh? You only noticed that right now?~" Mangle asked, giggling again. "Don't worry Foxy. I'm already finished with your hair." She stood up and went to look for a mirror in one of her drawers.

Foxy looked around inside her room. It was actually the first time he was inside a girl's room. It actually looked...nice. And it smelled like strawberries too...just like her. Foxy shook his head like a dog drying himself. 'I shouldn't be deceived!'

"Found it!" Mangle put the mirror in front of his face. Foxy stared at his reflection in pure shock.

"What the fu-" Foxy cut his sentence short. Mangle is very contagious. He cleared his throat and started over again. "What did you do to my hair?! I look like a freaking homo!"

This time, Mangle couldn't control the laughter inside of her and sat on the carpet while rolling with laughter. Foxy glared at her, in his own way. He smirked.

"Your underwear is showing~" he told her, although it was a lie.

Mangle flushed red and sat up, pulling her skirt downward. "Pervert!"

"What? It's not my fault you're wearing pink panties!"

He had only guessed the color though...

Mangle was a blushing mess. "How dare you?! My, my. At this age, and you're already know about those things?!" Mangle faked a gasp. "DON'T TELL ME YOU'RE WATCHING POR-"

"AHHHH!!!! SHUT UP! SHUT UP! I DON'T WATCH THOSE THINGS!" Foxy screamed.

Mangle laughed. "How innocent...Too innocent."

"Wait....you're five and you know what those filthy things are called?!" he shrieked.

"Of course. I saw my dad watching them. It's called por-"

"Shut it!" Foxy hissed. "I don't wanna hear it!"

"Serves you right for mocking underwear," she huffed.

"So the underwear is more important than me now huh? You like that underwear over me?!"

Mangle blushed. "What are you talking about?! I never even l-liked you!"

Foxy realized his words again. "That's not what I mean! I hate you!"

"Yeah?! Well, I hate you more!"

"I hate you most!"

"I hate you more most!"

"Idiot."

"What was that?!"

Foxy turned away in embarrassment while Mangle, in anger.

Foxy realized he was still wearing those girly things on his head. He tried pulling them out of his hair but he only winced in pain.

Mangle turned to look at him and smirked. "Let's see who'll be wearing pink panties now~"

Foxy noticed Mangle drawing closer to him. She had a terrifying look on her face.

"Stay away from me! Go away!"

"No, no...Foxy. Didn't you know? After fixing your hair, I'll be putting you in a dress~"

Foxy stood up, ready to run away. And run away, was what he actually did.

. . .

Foxy managed to hide under the bed in one of the rooms inside Mangle's house. He tried to take off the pins on his head.

"This is another game of hide-and seek," he muttered.

He finished pulling out those accessories out of his hair as he crawled closer out of the covers hiding him under the bed. As he did, so, the door to the room opened and he quickly crawled back, trying to hide.

He lifted the covers slightly, taking a peek. He gave a silent sigh of relief as soon as he saw it was only Mrs. Ventura.

Foxy's eyes were full of suspicions as he heard a click from the door. 'She locked it? Why?'

He could only see a pair of feet in front of him.

When he first entered this room, he also found it suspicious since it was soundproof. But he shoved the thought away.

He watched the pair of feet in front of him walk around the room. He heard her dialing a number...Was it a mobile phone? It sure was loud.

"Hello?" a man's voice resounded from the device which Foxy heard.

"Ah! Spencer? It's me!" Foxy noticed the happiness in her voice. 'Who is Spencer?'

"Angelica? I'm so happy you called. You're the only one I need."

Foxy found their conversation gross. 'Lovey-dovey couple. Wait...is this guy a friend of Mrs. Ventura? Then if he's a friend, why is their conversation...so...weird.'

Foxy didn't like eavesdropping, but he had no choice but to hide at the moment or Mangle will force him to wear a frilly dress...and even possibly a pink underwear!

"Wanna meet up tonight? Taylor is going out with our son to his school play,"  the man's voice rang out again.

"Good thing your wife and son are finally out of the house. See you tonight~"

Foxy gulped. 'An affair? No....maybe this is just a friendly meeting for the two. What can a five year old know?'

The call ended.

He finally managed to breathe as soon as he heard the door open and close. He went out from his hiding place.

"I shouldn't be thinking about adult matters," he told himself. 'It's fine. Nothing's wrong...'

"Foxy?~" Mangle's shrilly voice was heard outside of the room. He was about to go back under the bed but the door slammed open.

"Found you!"

Mangle tackled him, and Foxy could only pray for his safety.

'Will it really be okay?'

. . .

Finally! Chapter 2! Hope I didn't let you wait that long!

Current information on characters:

Mangle Ventura - A 5-year-old who managed to trick a straight boy into letting her do his hair.

Foxy Cooper - Also a 5-year-old who was lured in a certain kid's trap but is highly observant on things round him.

Mrs. Angelica Ventura - Mangle's mother who seems suspicious after a call with a certain man.

Mr. Vincent Ventura - Mangle's father who was seen watching 'por-' by her own daughter.

Mrs. Francesca Cooper - Foxy's mother who didn't make an appearance in this chapter.

Mr. Axel Cooper - Foxy's father who, too, didn't make an appearance in this chapter.

Spencer ??? – mysterious caller who wants his wife and son out of his house. 

Taylor ??? – wife of Spencer who will be attending a school play with their son.

Love love <3

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