#princesslizzyafton

[faz-ceo]

*Lizzy begins to stir in his arms*

Papa?

hey, liz. how're you feeling?

[w-j-afton]

*a small white rabbit with a red bow around one of her ears hops up to him*

Oh! Well, what're you doing here, little fella?

[He looks for any sort of nametag.]

[fazbearengineer]

IT IS LATE, he knows it. These days, the nights are even longer, especially when you spend most of your time doing maintenance on machines that are constantly needing upgrades. For Henry, that was his life. William had always been the face of the business. For Henry, he worked behind the scenes. He preferred it that way.

Approaching footsteps cause him to set the wrench down on the work bench, pushing his safety goggles up so he can see @princesslizzyafton clearly. "Hey, kiddo. You're up really late. Where is your dad?"

[scoutsfxnhouse]

Hello!

“Oh!” Scout looked at the little girl standing behind him; he gave her a bright smile and turned to face her, putting his paws on his knees to meet her eyes properly.

“Hey there, kiddo! You must be new here, huh? I don’t know if I’ve seen ya before!”

@princesslizzyfnafton

[lost-to-science]

*a little girl hides in the shadows*

William has escaped another fire and found himself back home. In his private underground workshop known only as the Sister Location. How long had it been since he was here? One maybe two decades? Could have been more than that even. He had vague memories. Of a purpose. A single driving force.

That purpose was forgotten now. What he hadn't forgotten was that his family had been broken. What broke it, though? Once more, he couldn't remember. Then he noticed something in the shadows. Whatever it was that happened, he remembered the solution that he found.

As fast as he could, he'd rush to the shadow of the child and attempt to grab them. Another to stuff into a suit. To make suffer.

[elise-emily]

*there is a little mound under the covers at the foot of her bed*

…Charlie…?

[axe-bear]

Papa?

not now Charlotte, ‘m workin’

[purpled-killer]

*There is a little lump under his covers*

*He cautiously approaches it, then nudges it with a baseball bat*