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I will write original stories, as well as fanfiction, and may on occasion post them to here. I am frequent to writing horror and stories that can feel rather sad.

So do be warned that I do write some disturbing and sorrowful scenes at times.

And now as for the art I make.

Dispite just recently learning how to draw robots, lego and animals, I prefer them to drawing people at this point. They're more relatable. Somehow.

I am very new to drawing animals/animatronics, but I am doing my best to learn.

And now onto requests.

I will draw requests, but only for followers. I'm also open to art trades.

The requests will be done in a notebook, and the trades will be more digital.

◣_◢ [The End] ◣_◢

No matter where you are at in life, you are amazing. You're doing great, and you'll keep growing and improving. Don't give up, I'm cheering for you.

The yellow rabbit's expression readjusted into a worried smile as he could finally spot the glowing blue orbs.

Fredbear tilted their head to the side as they noticed his expression. "Everything is fine. We just need to turn the power on."

"There are no humans?" The yellow rabbit placed his hand against the other's arm, reassured even more now that he had ahold of them. He didn't want them to suddenly disappear, afraid that it would somehow happen. He didn't want to be left in the dark again. "Are they-?"

"More are missing. I'll have to figure it out. I mean, how to turn the power back on." Fredbear reached up, grabbing the hand gently and moving it down. They guided it to their other hand, holding their palm up for the smaller animatronic.

"Let's." Spring Bonnie corrected them, placing his hand down against theirs, holding onto it tightly. He felt calm, as calm as he could be in the dark, as the large fingers curled around his hand. He gave a light squeeze, looking down for a few moments as he spoke. "Let's figure it out. I want to go with you."

He didn't want to be left behind, especially not when the world seemed to be breaking down gradually. Their audience was dwindling, the humans vanishing more and more. The world was becoming more vacant and terrifying.

Fredbear was the only one helping him keep himself together.

× × ×

Holding the microphone, he closed his eyes, focusing for a few moments as he began. "And keep the memories..." As he started, he looked back up at the crowd, his eyes widening. His voice faded out, unable to continue the song. The instruments seemed to choke, the sound sputtering, glitching out into nothing.

The silence became louder than the song that had once filled the room.

The children looked horrifying, twisted and almost unrecognizable. They were covered in red, gashes and deep stab wounds leaking blood from them. Their eyes were blackened and hollowed, white dots glowing from within the voids. Around the voids was sunken in, bags under their eyes as if they were sleep deprived.

Spring Bonnie tightened the grip on the microphone, terrified to keep looking, and terrified to look away. He didn't even notice that the previously white stage lights had turned red.

His gaze quickly shifted to Fredbear, needing reassurance of some kind, something to make the overwhelming and confusing situation more bearable. "Fre-"

A choked cry of fear escaped him as he noticed the blood dripping from the yellow bear's jaws, his friend's eyes gone. They were staring down at him, unmoving, lacking expression as they stood silently.

"N-no-" He glanced back at the crowd, whom was now translucent and floating. The blood was gone from them now, but black tears trailed down their cheeks, replacing the unnerving scene with another. "What happe-"

Suddenly opening his hands and dropping the microphone, he stared at his own blood drenched hands, the red sticky substance coating the material that covered his endoskeleton. As he stared in fear, the bright yellow of his form faded into a green, holes forming as he began to deteriorate, decay setting in.

Please no! He couldn't get any more words out, his eyes wide as he pressed his hands against his face. His eyes darted around, feeling paralyzed as he tried to make sense of what he was seeing, of what was happening to him as he hunched over.

He wanted to hide, wanted to run, but it was as if nothing would respond. The feeling of his body not cooperating made his panic worse, tensing up further as anxiety overtook him.

"Bonnie." A hand on his shoulder caused his entire body to flinch, shuddering abruptly in terror as he turned to look back.

Fredbear was back to normal, his expression forming a look of concern. "Are you alright?" The expression became a knowing, sympathetic one as the terror on the rabbit's face was noticed.

The yellow rabbit looked back to the crowd, seeing that they were all safe and alive once more, unharmed. Relief washed over him, but he knew he would be unable to calm down enough to perform the rest of the song.

× × ×

My apologies for the writing. It's from an au I'm writing, where the animatronics are alive in their own way. The murders didn't happen in this world, but Spring Bonnie is having visions from where it did.

He just wants to hear their voice, to see their eyes look his way. He wants to be back up on the stage, performing a duet with them once more.

But there was no sign of movement coming from his tired frame. In the storage room, he was still stuck, waiting in the dark. Stuck, alone with his thoughts.

This is another short idea I pulled from my notes. I started working on an au, and have a couple drabbles written for it now. I'll post those later on.

I need to sleep now, though.

This took quite some time to get correct. I'm trying my best to avoid using the old brushes, and instead use the base brushes provided by the app. I might try it again later on, since I feel that I did not do this justice.