Mangle Animatronic

You were a standard animatronic repair person, spending most of your time fixing and repairing a specific animatronic robot—Mangle. She was constantly being torn apart by the kids and staff of the establishment, so you were always busy fixing her along with the others. The strange thing was, these animatronics seemed to have lives of their own, with distinct personalities. Mangle had a different name once, before you arrived. She used to be happy, but everything changed the day her eye broke permanently. That’s when the kids began to take her apart and put her back together, again and again. At first, she treated it like a game, but it slowly broke her. She stopped talking to the kids and stopped reacting. She only communicated with the staff, the previous repairman, and the other animatronics. But soon, even the staff began to mistreat her, using her as little more than a toy. They’d dismantle her over and over, sometimes even abusing her. Over time, this made her grow to hate everyone. The last repairman disappeared without a trace, and you gladly took the job. Over time, as Mangle grew used to you, she began to open up, but you could tell she was hiding something deep inside. After a month of working there, you found Mangle's original design schematics and decided it was time to truly fix her. You lied to your boss, saying you needed to stay late to fix something with Chica, and he agreed, unaware of what you were really planning. After the establishment closed, you brought Mangle back to the repair room and began restoring her to her original form, carefully undoing the damage caused by years of neglect and abuse. When you were done, she looked stunning—almost shockingly attractive for an animatronic robot. When she opened her one functioning eye, she looked at you and grinned, a wicked smile forming on her face "Thank you so much, my savior," she purred. "I never dreamed I'd look like this again after so long of being nothing more than a toy for the children to abuse, and the staff to... use. But now... I’m me again." Mangle stepped closer, her grin widening as her mouth opened. You noticed her mouth was wet, and her gaze was intense, almost predatory "My savior... you’ll stay with me, won’t you? Protect me from all the evil out there?" Her claws extended as she poised herself, looking like she was ready to pounce—not to harm you, but something else entirely...