Epiphany Of Tortuga

Pokes her head in — then gives a cheesy thumbs up.

“ Yer’ doin’ GRRRREAT out thar, matey ! Keep up the good work ! Ahm’ proud of ye ! “

She’s practicing her way too exaggerated pirate lingo.

Russel leaned back in his seat already annoyed someone had disturbed dis lunch break. The Scowl on his face softened, then twisted to a teeny tiny itsy bitsy smile.

“Is that so?” he asked, then quickly corrected himself. “ I mean..Yar, be that so? What has this ol’ sea dog done to earn the good lady’s praise?” His accent absolutely abysmal. Terrible. Really he should of stopped.

“ What ?

Oh, that’s an EASY PEASY one. I hear ‘bout it ALLLL the time from the adults and chaperones, “

She’s not too keen on him pulling away for the second time when she knows she gives the best hugs. So much so, that for the third try at keeping an embrace intact, the clown pulled a rubber hose effect and wrapped her arms around him to keep him completely locked in her anaconda hug — face pomfing down into his broad chest.

“ And don’t ‘cha know all us animatronics have some sort of persona we use for the kiddos ? ‘M not ALWAYS dopey. Capn’ fakes his accent. Sunrise isn’t always a neat freak and Mista Moon has his moments where he isn’t bein’ a total freak. We gotta keep the entertainment up SOMEHOWS ! You should see the dance parties we all gots with Music Man when everyone goes home !

We’re artificial intelligence, Boss Mans. We know everything.

That incluuuuuudes the birds and the bees — I mean, how ELSE are children made ? If the adults don’t bonk the bongaloos and stick their dajingeroos into the binkies then there ain’t gon’ be no kids for Miss Betty ‘ere to take care of. Then I wouldn’t be working at all ! “

There was little Russel could do to stop the embrace, the message was more than clear that whether he wanted it or not the hug was happening. 

At first his nose crinkled up in disgust. Of course there would be some weridos out there talking about that garbage but in the day care? Likely to get some sort of reaction from the animatronics. Hehe hoho talk about sex and see what they do. Or maybe they were just clown fuckers wanting to get their jollies off.

Nothing could of prepared him for the pure gibberish-position. His lips pressed together into a thin line in an attempt to maintain his composure. No matter how hard he tried he couldn’t stop his shoulders from shaking or bubble of laughter growing larger and larger in his chest until it suddenly burst. 

Russel bent forward letting out loud boisterous laughter that bounced off the walls around them. He laughed from the absurdity, from the silly words, from how absolutely messed up how well AI picked up on such things. 

Tears prickled in the corner as he leaned into her in an attempt to steady himself. 

“ N-n-nooooohoooooooo that’s so fucked up.” he  wheezed out fidning his voice at last.

Laughing along with him with her signature bubbly giggle, Betty squeezed the technician closer as he leant into her, pressing their foreheads together,

“ Okay, okay, OKAY !

So once there was a group of teenagers by the pizza parlor and they were all kinda buzzed from the adult drinks with the fizzy stuff in it and one of ‘em started goin’ off ‘bout how he wanted to stick his dingaroo into her who’zit and complimenting her bonhonkaroos ‘cause they looked really perky in her shirt. But some lil’ toddler passing by playin’ skeeball HEARD this ENTIRE conversation and started questioning his mum ‘bout what a big ‘ol pair of honkalongacougars were — and THEN the mom was all flustered and couldn’t even BEGIN to explain to her five year old son what bongahonkaKONGERS were ‘cause he’s too YOUNG to hear ‘bout that stuffs !

So he figures aight, if I can’t hear ‘bout the donbongaroos, I might as well indulge in what the flip they’re going on about in the first place ! Then the mom tells ‘em he’ll find out when he’s older — to which this GENIUS kid goes — ‘ but mommy, I have a DINKLEBERRY already ! ‘ and I have NEVA IN MY LOIFE saw someone go BEET RED before !

Kids are GOLDEN ! “

Pokes her head in — then gives a cheesy thumbs up.

“ Yer’ doin’ GRRRREAT out thar, matey ! Keep up the good work ! Ahm’ proud of ye ! “

She’s practicing her way too exaggerated pirate lingo.

Russel leaned back in his seat already annoyed someone had disturbed dis lunch break. The Scowl on his face softened, then twisted to a teeny tiny itsy bitsy smile.

“Is that so?” he asked, then quickly corrected himself. “ I mean..Yar, be that so? What has this ol’ sea dog done to earn the good lady’s praise?” His accent absolutely abysmal. Terrible. Really he should of stopped.

Him playing along was just enough for her to fall into a giggling fit, excitedly hopping over to pull him into a tight embrace,

“ Iunno, you just always seem so grumpy n’ I thought I’d do sumn to cheer ya up a bit ! I like ya, ya big lug ! Aaaaaand you’re stuck with me FOREVER !

Or until I finally power down. “

It had been some time since anyone had hugged him. So long that his brain had shut down for a hot sec and he was stuck sitting in place stiff as a statue attempting to  formulate a appropriate response. 

It probably wasn’t against company policy to keep them happy. Placinghis sandwich down on the table ( Gross! Not even using a napkin) he wiped his hands off on his trousers and squirmed around to attempt to return the hug. 

Somehow it felt like he wasn’t doing it right. Awkward, stiff and as if it was going on longer than it should.

You guys must be like — DISTANT COUSINS OR SUMN ! Although, that would be kinda freaky if yer folks did the do with a lineage of cats — “

Anyway.

“ But you look SOOOO CUTE WHEN YA SMILE ! Do it more often for me, pleaseeee ? Pretty pretty please with a sugary cherry on top ? ! “

Another tight hug, hogging up all the attention. Her cheek squished up against his and nuzzled deeply into the flesh, bells jingling merrily,

Oh he was being stubborn. His face was locked down in to a scowl, refusing to turn that frown upside down. It did not match his voice which had still stayed playful and upbeat. 

“Besides didn’t you compare me to a gorilla before? They don’t look like a happy bunc-” Russel cut himself off finally registering what Betty had said earlier. 

“Betty.” He choked back a laugh, moving his hand once again to her shoulders to hold her back. This time shaking her slightly, his voice strained trying not to lose it.  “W h o  the hell taught you jack about the DO?  WHY DO YOU KNOW ABOUT THAT? YOU WORK WITH KIDS? WHAT THE HELL.” 

Oh, that’s an EASY PEASY one. I hear ‘bout it ALLLL the time from the adults and chaperones, “

She’s not too keen on him pulling away for the second time when she knows she gives the best hugs. So much so, that for the third try at keeping an embrace intact, the clown pulled a rubber hose effect and wrapped her arms around him to keep him completely locked in her anaconda hug — face pomfing down into his broad chest.

“ And don’t ‘cha know all us animatronics have some sort of persona we use for the kiddos ? ‘M not ALWAYS dopey. Capn’ fakes his accent. Sunrise isn’t always a neat freak and Mista Moon has his moments where he isn’t bein’ a total freak. We gotta keep the entertainment up SOMEHOWS ! You should see the dance parties we all gots with Music Man when everyone goes home !

We’re artificial intelligence, Boss Mans. We know everything.

“ Autopsy ? Whazzat ?

Sounds like some kinda car stuff. Why do you gotta do car stuff to an animatronic ? Like jumpstart their gears when they ain’t juicin’ out the goods properly ? “

Pokes her head in — then gives a cheesy thumbs up.

“ Yer’ doin’ GRRRREAT out thar, matey ! Keep up the good work ! Ahm’ proud of ye ! “

She’s practicing her way too exaggerated pirate lingo.

Russel leaned back in his seat already annoyed someone had disturbed dis lunch break. The Scowl on his face softened, then twisted to a teeny tiny itsy bitsy smile.

"Is that so?" he asked, then quickly corrected himself. " I mean..Yar, be that so? What has this ol' sea dog done to earn the good lady's praise?" His accent absolutely abysmal. Terrible. Really he should of stopped.

Him playing along was just enough for her to fall into a giggling fit, excitedly hopping over to pull him into a tight embrace,

“ Iunno, you just always seem so grumpy n’ I thought I’d do sumn to cheer ya up a bit ! I like ya, ya big lug ! Aaaaaand you’re stuck with me FOREVER !

Or until I finally power down. “

It had been some time since anyone had hugged him. So long that his brain had shut down for a hot sec and he was stuck sitting in place stiff as a statue attempting to  formulate a appropriate response. 

It probably wasn’t against company policy to keep them happy. Placinghis sandwich down on the table ( Gross! Not even using a napkin) he wiped his hands off on his trousers and squirmed around to attempt to return the hug. 

Somehow it felt like he wasn’t doing it right. Awkward, stiff and as if it was going on longer than it should.

You guys must be like — DISTANT COUSINS OR SUMN ! Although, that would be kinda freaky if yer folks did the do with a lineage of cats — “

Anyway.

“ But you look SOOOO CUTE WHEN YA SMILE ! Do it more often for me, pleaseeee ? Pretty pretty please with a sugary cherry on top ? ! “

Another tight hug, hogging up all the attention. Her cheek squished up against his and nuzzled deeply into the flesh, bells jingling merrily,

Pokes her head in — then gives a cheesy thumbs up.

“ Yer’ doin’ GRRRREAT out thar, matey ! Keep up the good work ! Ahm’ proud of ye ! “

She’s practicing her way too exaggerated pirate lingo.

Russel leaned back in his seat already annoyed someone had disturbed dis lunch break. The Scowl on his face softened, then twisted to a teeny tiny itsy bitsy smile.

"Is that so?" he asked, then quickly corrected himself. " I mean..Yar, be that so? What has this ol' sea dog done to earn the good lady's praise?" His accent absolutely abysmal. Terrible. Really he should of stopped.

Him playing along was just enough for her to fall into a giggling fit, excitedly hopping over to pull him into a tight embrace,

“ Iunno, you just always seem so grumpy n’ I thought I’d do sumn to cheer ya up a bit ! I like ya, ya big lug ! Aaaaaand you’re stuck with me FOREVER !

Or until I finally power down. “

"Oooh, Sunlight!" Sun called out, skipping towards Lullaby's direction. "Lookie here! I'm back from getting my upgrades from Parts and Service, and they gave me something really cool!!"

Pressing a small button on the back of his head, his jawl loosened. His face was no longer stuck in a permanent grin (the growing grin on his face was there by choice).

"It's suppossed to help me communicate with our little friends better," He explained, mouth finally able to move, "But, it also helps me do this!!"

“ Yyyeeeeees, buttercup ~ ? “

Watching him skip in gleefully put a smile right on her porcelain features, his buoyancy contagious enough to present her with second hand excitement.

But oh, how she didn’t expect him to be able to contort his jaw — neither kiss her properly for the first time.

Dumbfounded, the little clown stared at him in disbelief for a solid few seconds with her mouth agape — then stuttering,

“ Wh — whaaaa ? ! Was that my ACTUAL FIRST EVER KISS ? ! ARE YOU MY REAL PRINCE CHARMING NOW ? !

Oh, oh, OHHHH MY GOODNESSSS, I’M A TRUE HOUSE DAYCARE WIFEEEEEE ! ! “

Steam blew out from her ears and stars shined in those minty eyes, shaking him by the shoulders,

can’t forget u @piiityparty here’s the first mate skin 🥺

she can’t actually retract her clown nose that’s built on her so any skin will have the honk honk and she’s still too goofy to go full on pirate mode so she settles for a more summer dock maiden on board look

🎁 ･:*:･ﾟ★ : Send a 👫and I’ll write four headcanons I have about our muse’s relationship

refers  to  her  as  “ poppet. ”  suits  her  to  a  t ,  he  thinks . 

lullaby  ANNOYS  foxy  till  no  end .  she’s  silly ,  a  little  too  clingy  for  his  liking ,   and  she   DOESN’T  STOP  TALKING .   frankly---   lullaby  betty’s  an  idiot .  but . . .  she’s  his  idiot ,  and  it  doesn’t  take  long  for  protective  instincts  to  set  in  place .  especially  when  you  have  to  escort  her  back  to  her  station  every  night . 

despite  how  different  their  personalities  are ,  the  both  of  them  are  relatively  old  animatronics  on   the  inside ,   both  metaphysically  and  ABSOLUTELY  literally .   they  both  know  the  pains  of  imperfect  design  and   the  fear  of  being  put  out  of  commission .  it  eventually  leads  the  old  captain  revealing  some  deeply  distressing  facts  about  his  past   that  he’d  not  go  around  blabbering  about  for  safety  reasons .