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“Daddy, I was wondering…”

Elizabeth was shyly looking at her shoes before putting her little hands together and looking up at her father with those big green eyes.

@rottenmask​ asked:  🎤 + Colton's feelings towards his dad?? or just... colton and william pls [[ if you can??? ]] --- rottenmask

Send a  🎤 + something to talk about and I’ll make voice recording of myself talking about it.

@rottenmask​ asked: “ hey there - you gave me quite a scare. ” [[ for baby colton from father dearest?? ]]

HE DIDN’T REMEMBER MUCH. Not then, not right away. Opening his eyes for the FIRST TIME after his accident at Fazbear’s, the first thing he saw was HIS FATHER, sitting at his bedside. It was dark outside, though he SQUINTED at the bright light of the hospital room. Next to where his father was sitting, an IV DRIP was stationed; PILLS AND A VASE FULL OF FLOWERS resided on the bedside table. The steady BEEP--BEEP--BEEP of his heart monitor filled the room.

“F-- FATHER...?” Colton made an ATTEMPT to sit up, though it failed, the boy becoming slightly DIZZY and laying his head back down against the pillows. His FOREHEAD and the top of his head FELT NUMB, like there was NOTHING THERE. Groggily, Colton turned his head to the side, sighing heavily as he faced William.

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   It wasn’t unusual for her to leave the office.

   She does it often-- an axe tightly secured to a belt on her waist ( because you can never be too cautious, right? ) as she went on her way, a hand placed to the decrepit wall as she walked along the halls of the Fright-- she was silent, quiet as a mouse save for the tap tap tap of her sneakers hitting the floor softly. She needed to find her next objective ( free the children, stop the madness, so she was told ), a quiet murmur is sent to the little spirit accompanying her ( eyes but no mouth glance back to her in acknowledgement at the back of her head; she heard, she had no qualms ).

   Nova had kept to herself; quietly staying near the walls of the horror attraction, occasionally dipping into shadows until she was where she thinks she needed to be-- colours flash across her vision for a moment as her eyes flicker between the arcade machines as she walked over to it, a hand grazes over the buttons of one as she slows to a stop, she didn’t think it was here. Besides... she couldn’t help but wonder if these still play.

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