#multifandomcutie13

I do believe he would very much like a nice sunny nightlight for comfort.

Enjoy!

Springtrap stared at Astraia with pleading eyes.

"Help me... Please."

He tried to pry off the suit's head, but it stayed put. He moved to trying to open the suit's mouth, but all the metal peices fusing him with the suit kept it in place.

-places him on ur head-

The city is quiet in the evening, most people indoor or asleep right as dusk hits. Vibrant lights of varying shades of red glare from the sides of buildings and overhangs. The alleyway the noble has found herself in is... surely unfit for a noble such as herself. A wet rodent barely misses scurrying across her feet and splashes a puddle of something too viscous to be water in its hasty escape. The few members of the city still on the street give her strange looks; unfriendly and a little too curious in their assessment. Thankfully they keep to themselves.

Before Lady Tara can take any further steps forward, two bots rush out of a parallel alley to slam into the wall of a building in front of her. A nightcap trails behind the more aggressive automaton of the two. The other is pinned by their shoulder joints.

Oh, no, no, no! Surely you're not trying to run? That would be such a shame, don't you think? After all that thieving only to turn out to be a coward.

Cackles sound from the attacker as he leans into the trembling form of his victim. Blue and red lights reflect from their terrified face. Harsh grinding and crunching follows the increased grip of the madman.

Coward, coward, coward!~ Oh, you'll make such a delightful little toy! Maybe I'll keep you to myself for once. Hellebore always gets all the fun these days...

Sirius pauses when he takes notice of how the dirty rat's eyes stare past him, pleading for Lady Tara's help.

Look at me when I'm talking to you, fool.

He tears an arm free from it's socket. Garbled static full of pain and fear emits from a broken voice box and the poor soul is shoved away.

Lucky, lucky, I've got company!~ I suppose this payment shall suffice. Enjoy your pathetic little life while it lasts.

Sirius watches as they scramble away, clutching at their bleeding shoulder. Turning to face Lady Tara, he dusts off his shoulder and inspects the largely intact limb he stole with clear pride. His voice is suddenly far more sane than it was just moments prior. Aside from the occasional mumblings under his breath that is.

Ah, you win some you lose some. Perhaps Hellebore will follow the blood trail. Apologies, I didn't realize I had-

His words catch and stall in his chest. He blinks. Once. Twice. Sirius leans forward and then curiously circles her once.

Hm. You're not from here, are you? I didn't realize I had...

Sirius bows, meeting her gaze as his lips curl up into a pleasant grin.

Springtrap continued towards her.

When she answered, he stopped to think and then nodded. "Good answer. I'm more of a rabbit man, myself."

He got right up next to her.

...? Thank... you?