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i never left. indie rp blog for springtrap from fnaf3

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[ bonbon ]:

    🎶 —— “But I don’t know the answer! How am I supposed to give you an answer I don’t know?!”

     “ANSWER ME DAMN IT.”

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[ clyde ]:

    🎶 —— He looked down, shrugging a bit. “I—It was my fault, really, it always is. Things get mixed up in my head, and… and the next thing I know I’m saying something that crossed my mind but that I don’t actually mean.”

One hand reached up, tugging at his hair again. “I’m not… it’s just… something I don’t see every day. So it —— kind of surprised me, and, and I got worried, but… not because I think it’s… bad or anything… I-I mean, I still think you’re cute, so…”

     Springtrap laughed a bit. Changing the subject, he looked up and smiled under his mask.

     “That’s cute.” he said. “When you tug your hair like that.”

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[ bonbon ]:

🎶 —— “Oh, well… I-I love most people, so… yeah, I think so!”

     “I don’t mean like that.”

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[ bonbon ]:

    🎶 —— “But I don’t know the answer! How am I supposed to give you an answer I don’t know?!”

     “Try                 harder.”

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[ bonbon ]:

    🎶 —— He tilted his head, one ear twitching. “Well, of course I do!”

     “Do you love me?”

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[ clyde ]:

    🎶 —— He quickly moved one hand from his own face, reaching to take Springtrap’s hand. “I-It’s not that I’m uncomfortable. Really, it’s… it’s not that.” He closed his eyes, looking down but still refusing to remove his other hand. “I-It’s just… I didn’t know, and… and I don’t like thinking about people being in pain, even if they’re used to it or something, because there’s nothing I can do to make it better… a-and on top of that, I went and got my words mixed up again, like always, and just —— ruined everything… I’m really sorry, I-I do like you, I just… wish you didn’t have to deal with hurting like that, it seems like the nicest people always have to go through a lot of pain and it’s not fair…”

     Springtrap couldn’t help but smile as Clyde spoke, his gaze softening.

     “Please, don’t feel bad.” he said, reaching over to pat Clyde’s shoulder. “I-I--I over reacted, I suppose. I’ve been kicked out of restaurants for this, so... I didn’t think you were worried, I thought you were--disgusted.”

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[ bonbon ]:

    🎶 —— He scrambled to his feet, trying to back up. “B-But… I… I don’t know if I would!”

     “That’s not                        what                                 I asked.”

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[ bonbon ]:

🎶 —— “I… I…” He couldn’t even answer that for himself. It would be too hard to stop caring, but… “I… don’t know…”

     “I didn’t ask if you knew.” he said, stepping closer to Bon. “I asked if you would.”

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[ clyde ]:

    🎶 —— “A-Are you leaving? We didn’t even set a date for a… date… yet…”

    The other whined softly, quickly throwing both hands over his face; partly out of frustration, and partly to hide himself if he started crying at all. “Oh, my oatmeal…! It, look, t-things get mixed up in my brain, and —— and then all of a sudden I’m saying something I didn’t mean to say and I can’t control it and I try really hard… b-but it happens anyway, and that’s how I ruin everything a-and I’m just really sorry, I didn’t mean to sound rude or hurt your feelings or anything but i-if you don’t wanna see me again I get it… I-I’m so sorry, you deserve better than this anyway…”

     “I’m not leaving.” he said. “Just waiting.” Springtrap sighed. “Please don’t be upset, Clyde, I should have known you’d be... uncomfortable with that.” He ran a hand over his mask, sighing. “I’ll stay.”

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[ bonbon ]:

    🎶 —— He giggled softly, nudging against Springtrap. “Sure. You were nice to me. Why wouldn’t I like someone who was nice to me?”

     “Do you care for me?” he asked, leaning a bit closer.

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[ bonbon ]:

     🎶 —— Bon squeaked softly, looking down. “W-Well… yeah. You’re nice.”

     “You like me?” he asked, looking a bit hopeful.

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[ look who’s talkin ]:

    💋  —— Anne huffed, crossing her arms. “What, not going to escort me? A delicate lady like me could get lost in here.”

     “I usually transport people by dragging their corpses down a hallway.” he said, laughing. “I can arrange that, if you really want me to escort you.”

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[ clyde ]:

     🎶 —— Clyde tugged at his hair, refusing to look up as he continued blushing. “N-No, no, I’m not…!! It, just, um. W-Worried me… that’s all… b-be careful, please, I don’t want you to hurt more… I-I’m really sorry, everything’s just coming out of my mouth all wrong, I-I didn’t mean to…”

     His cheeks burned red and he pulled the mask down, sitting back in his heat.

     “I-I’ll take mine to go...” he mumbled, eyes cast downward to avoid Clyde’s own gaze.

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[ bonbon ]:

🎶 —— “NO! No, but you don’t anymore! That’s not you!” He shook his head, unable to resist trying to inch away.

     “What if it is?” he asked. “Will you stop caring for me?”

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[ bonbon ]:

     🎶 —— He frowned, wrapping his arms around Springtrap. “But… I want it. I-I mean, not, want it want it, but, I… I wanna be with you. And I can’t be with you if I don’t work here…”

      Springtrap’s ears perked up a bit. “You... want to be with me?”

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[ my pleasure ]:

     💋  —— She groaned softly, forcing her hand down. Don’t mess with it, that’ll just make it worse and open you up to infection… “You could have literally cracked my head open. So, thanks for that,” she muttered, looking down the hall. “Where’s the break room, then?”

     Springtrap pointed to a sign that read “employees only” with an arrow pointing down the hall.

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[ clyde ]:

    🎶 —— Clyde smiled shyly, almost immediately looking down and pushing food around on his plate when it got there. After hearing the other speak, he turned his gaze back up.

    “Oh…!" It wasn’t that he was scared, more surprised; he hadn’t really been sure what to expect as to what was under Springtrap’s mask. He couldn’t help himself from blurting something out. "A-Are you okay?!" The instant after he said it, he quickly put a hand over his face as he started to turn red again. "T-That’s not what I meant!! Not ‘okay’ okay, I mean——! I, I just mean, it looks like that hurts so I-I just… was worried… and… a-and I’m sorry!”

     Springtrap shook his head and covered his mouth with his hand. “I’m fine.” he said. “It hurts when I talk or eat, but I’ve gotten used to it...” he said. “I can put my mask back on if you feel uncomfortable--”