Personalities and Relationships
Springs broken ear twitches as she smiles. “We wanted to help you all to get to know us better. Er, or most of us did.” She says glancing at Plush who was holding a steady glare at her.
“This is stupid.” Plush said with an eye roll.
Salvage sighed pinching the bridge of his nose. “Stop. It’ll be worth it, right? People will probably leave you alone.” He finished with a smirk.
“haha.. Yeah, no. I don’t want to, and you can’t, make me.” Plush says watching Spring squirm at the simple use of ‘you can’t’.
“Can we get on with it? C'mon Plush the sooner you do this, the quicker it’s over.” Spring pleaded. Plush rolled her eyes.
“I hate the idea, but fine.”
Springs eyes light up and she explains. “I’ll go first, I’ll explain a few things about me, and you guys can add if you’d like. There’s another part after this but I’ll explain when we get there.” she smiles.
“I’m Spring, I guess you could say I’m the 'leader’ of the group-”
“uh, when did we agree on that?”
“Plush, it’s easy, really, you hate people, and I’m part of Spring.”
Spring rolls her eyes. “That’s not what I meant by adding on.” She smirked and continued. “I have been told that I am sarcastic and too nice for my own good… Aren’t those things basically opposites?”
“Not really, you can be kind and sarcastic, but usually they aren’t as clever as people who are more rude.” Salvage said giving Plush a quick glare.
“I can be mean! I just don’t.” Spring said crossing her arms. “I look out for my friends and it’s rather easy to gain my trust!”
Salvage tilted his head slightly. “Is that all?”
“Yep.” Spring replied, popping the 'p’.
Salvage gave a small smile and got up from where he was sitting. “I’m Salvage, Springs counter part or other half. Although she took most of the name, she alone is not the animatronic you know and love to hate. We both are parts of the 'SpringTrap’ but neither of us did that cruel deed, we are Springtrap, not the purple guy.” he growled out the last part.
“you both know he’s got a name, right?”
“I couldn’t care less about his name, Plush.” Salvage growled, his silver eyes locked onto her. “One of my main goals is to help Spring, despite not knowing much about the world now a days, we all make our way through the customs of the world, as Spring and Plush missed out on a lot. I can be described as lazy, that is unless Spring needs help with something, smart-mouthed and hot headed with certain subjects.” he finished his eyes slowly leaving Plush.
Plush rolled her eyes. “Do I really ha-”
“yes.” Spring and salvage replied.
Plush groaned. “ 'sup fu-”
“not like that.” Salvage cut her off.
“fine. I’m Plush as you just might’ve gathered, I don’t like people, so don’t you even think about coming up to me. I h-”
“She’s a ball of hate.” Salvage cut off again.
“you could have done this entire fu-”
“language, I get the point. And no, I don’t think we could’ve.”
“Now for part two! We explain what we are to each other!” Spring smiled. “Salvage and I are parts of the same animatronic, as he has said, which makes us really close. Plush died trying to save me, and was the only one who was there when we were in Fazbears Fright, but we’re not exactly friends.”
“I’d sell you to Satan for, like, a dollar.”
“better than a corn chip.”
“Gotta make money somehow.”
Salvage shook his head. “Plush and I-”
“I hate him.”
“I can’t exactly blame you, we didn’t meet on the best terms.”
Plush groaned at the memory. “Spring is annoying to be around, but I’ve lived, so to speak, for this long around her. Salvage threw me out a f*cking window!” Salvage managed to censor her before she could finish the curse.
“A window? I thought it was an exit.”
“well I exited, that’s for d*mn sure.”