|You were apart of a rather massive group--but everyone else left, and you found yourself alone with the broken animatronic rabbit.|

--

It wasn't like you had forgotten what had been said a mere ten minutes ago... but you had never gotten the chance to actually work on something like this before.

Animatronics always seemed rather interesting--but there had only ever been one that you had managed to get your hands on. Just for a brief moment, at least.

Your head frantically glanced around for a few seconds, as if you were worried someone would step through the doors right that minute, and catch you red handed.

Nobody would be aware of this--it would be fine--you were trying to convince yourself of that, at least. Two positives were that everyone was far, and there weren't any cameras.

With an excited laugh escaping your lips, you inched closer to where the rabbit lay on the table, so, so still.

There was a rather massive hole in the rabbit's front--and while you assumed that you should get some gloves, and find a different way to actually get in there--like actually opening the animatronic...

Your hand dove down, shoving it right through the hole. At the very least, you attempted to be careful after that, slowly moving your hand, and lightly poking around.

You had to lower yourself a little bit, so that you could better inspect just what you were doing--what you were examining--and not just going at it blindly.

When your hand touched a piece of metal, the animatronic rabbit... seemed to shudder?

That had to just be your imagination, right?

--

|For a few hours, you continue messing with the suit--not really expecting to find anything big, or for anything major to happen.|

|You were incredibly careful, at least.|

|Continuous shudders from the rabbit animatronic keep happening, and you aren't certain if that means he's been activated or not...|

|Until the very end of your little examination, at least.|

--

Your eyes shifted towards the window briefly--the sun seemed to be slowly going down now--and then they returned to stare at the rabbit...

...Who was pulling himself up.

"What??" You squeaked.

"Mm..." The rabbit's head tilted. "That was... intriguing."

The voice that came out was both so smooth and raspy, with an additional british accent. It sounded as if he was processing what all you had done.