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“Oh, uh... Y-- Yeah.” He slowly stands, brushing off his robes and running a hand through his dark hair. “Th-- Thanks, um... That, uh... h-happens every n-- now and then.”

HIS SCAR HAD OPENED UP AGAIN-- GO FIGURE. Pressing the heel of his hand to his forehead to try and STOP THE BLEEDING, the boy’s dark eyes locked with Eddie’s and his brow furrowed. “Y-- You, uh... Y-You really kn-know how t-- to, um... d-- do that?” A little stream of blood trickled down over his nose, and Colton realized he should probably take his new companion up on that off. “I-I mean... Y-- I’d really, uh... APPRECIATE it.”

“I-- Cora, I-I dunno if I’d, uh.... P-PUT IT TH-- THAT WAY.” Just because they’d gotten STUCK IN THE PARTS & SERVICE ROOM didn’t mean that it was HER FAULT. (Or that she was STUPID in any way, something that Colton would DEFEND to the ends of the earth.) “W-We, um... j-- just didn’t REALIZE th-that the door was, uh... y’know... LOCKED?”

Bloodied fingers combed through his dark hair as Colton sat back with a huff, having finally found what he was looking for-- A GASH IN SALEM’S SIDE. A fixable one, thank goodness. “I-- I’ll grab th-the, uh... F-- FIRST AID KIT.”

CORA ALWAYS FOUND A WAY TO MAKE AN ENTRANCE. It was a pretty common occurrence for Coraline to drop a CATCHY ONE-LINER after climbing in through his bedroom window. “I-I, uh... take it th-that y-- YOU’RE the B-- Bad B-Bitch, huh?”

“I-I think of th-- that, um... STUPID... B-- BALLOON BOY animatronic f-from Father’s old, uh... p-pizzeria.” Yeah. THAT’S what you think about. Sure, kid.

“--OH.” HE’S REALLY NOT SURE WHAT ALL TO SAY ABOUT THAT, seeing as, well... the young man works with POSSESSED animatronics on a nightly basis. However, he’s not all too familiar with the concept of HUMANS being possessed, so-- “I-I... Th-That’s... um... ROUGH. I... Yeah, wow, uh... C-Can I ask what y-you were, um... possessed BY?”