Broken- Foxy x Mangle

"Okay, lass, now try it again." Foxy smiled, raising his hook in the air. "Yaaaaar!"

And Mangle raised up her newly-added hook, losing her balance quickly and tumbling into Foxy. "Scree!" She looked at him. "W-was that right?"

He laughed, helping her up. "Yer gettin' there, lass."

He'd been spending every night in Kid's Cove for the past few weeks. It's just that I have nothin' else t' do. he thought. Spendin' time with this Toy is better than rottin' away back there.

But little by little, this Toy was growing on him. She was a pirate, after all. And though he'd never let anyone know it, she was a pretty beautiful one, too.

Still, he felt bad for her. She could barely even stand on her own. She was fragile and weak. It wasn't any fault of her own, obviously. But all that being torn apart really took a toll on her. He wished he could find some way to-

"... Foxy." Mangle looked him in the eyes.

"Yes, lass?"

"I-I'm doing well, right? I-I'm not... a-a burden... am I?"

His eyes widened a bit. "No, Mangle, of course not! I-I... look, yer doin' fine! And I don't mind ye at all!"

She looked as if she didn't believe him, but if that was true, she kept her doubts to herself. "Okay... can I try again?"

He smiled. "O' course."