* ‣ @fazwrist : ❝ hey, springs, ❞ gregory starts, breaking the comfortable enough silence between them. freddy’s charging again, giving him some dead time. time he spends down in parts and service, tending to a couple scrapes with some of the stuff found from the medical kit nearby. ❝ would you ever want to be fixed up ? ❞ )
the rabbit was sitting to the back of the room —— “ i like it here ” they’d say if asked , thought whether or not that’s the whole truth would remain something only they knew . either way , it was dark in the corners , no light to sting their eyes or put them on display . that , and it concealed how much they’d scratched up the floor idly picking at it . spring was doing just that when gregory speaks up , their good ear twitching as they crane their head up to glance at him out of the corner of their eye . they look . . . confused ? startled ?
❝ i - i uh . . . c - can’t say i - i’ve th - thought about it , ch - champ . ❞ that’s a lie , but what were they they supposed to say ? well , y’see kid , i’ve gone an’ gotten attached to this hunk’a junk ! all the damage is all i’ve got these days , y’know , the couple’a times it’s actually felt like MY BODY . yeah , ain’t the prettiest thought is it ? and —— oh , shoot . they could’ve just told him the weathered look’s grown on ‘em , huh ? yeah , they could’ve done that , but talking with the kid was neve - wracking . it had been so long since they heard children , since they shared a space with them . . . well , children whose hearts still beat and whose hands were still warm that is , who still had a chance to be tucked into bed by someone who loved them . it left a looming sense of DREAD hanging over them . what if they slipped up ? what if they scared him again ? what if they hurt him ?
there’s the quiet scratch , scratch , scratch of them scraping a metal finger against the floor again .
❝ heh . i - i doubt you’d even recognize m - me though . ❞
