@fazerblaster ( abby for mike! )
[Abby scribbled absentmindedly; the events at Freddy Fazbear's Pizzeria had forcibly knocked her from her shell, but she still relied on her worn Crayola set to get most of her thoughts and feelings out. It was easier than talking; besides, the animatronics liked her pictures. Communicating with them was as simple as drawing something -- where most of the adults around her worried because of her art, the animatronics appreciated it. They'd been so kind, until...]
[...But that hadn't been their fault. Abby knew that now. Some part of her still missed them and the pizzeria itself. Those robots, those kids, were all alone now...and who knew how long that would last? They deserved better -- they didn't deserve to rot. Mike would understand, right? They were good now.]
❝ ...Hey, Mike? ❞ [She asked apprehensively, dropping her trusty crayon ( before her doodle was finished, too -- THAT was a feat ).] ❝ Can we go back to Freddy's someday? ❞