You Really Are A Pain In The Arse, Arent You? ( Sorry This One Made Me Laugh Fkdshfsal / @spring-lxcked

“You really are a pain in the arse, aren’t you?” ( sorry this one made me laugh fkdshfsal / @spring-lxcked )

Argumentative Sentences, Vol. 1

★ — It's a source of pride, really. ( if you're going to be labeled a problem child, why not get the fun of acting like one? ).

Gregory may be in trouble ( though he's unaware of just how much trouble he's in yet ), but he doesn't do anything to stop the muffled snort of laughter in response to the man's words, only half - trying to bite down the smirk that's tugging at the corners of his lips. He at least has the sense to not roll his eyes, though it's far more tempting than it should be. Brown hues flicker around the surroundings, quickly making note of what might be the best way to get away should he decide he needs to make a run for it.

"I don't have to be," ( a shrug, his attention briefly flickering back ). "Y'could just let me go and not deal with me at all. I'm pretty good at staying out of the way."

★ — It's all been oh - so overwhelming for the young boy. He had been certain that being captured by the animatronics that night he had been locked inside the pizzaplex would be a death sentence. Even more so, as they presented him to the security guard — Vanessa, Vanny. But she'd only dragged him down with her, down to the very depths of the pizzaplex, far deeper than he could have possibly known the place extended. And she had shown him the secrets. The truth.

He was wanted. Needed, even. That had never been the case before. He wanted to do good — wanted to stay wanted.

( but he is still a child, and children get scared ).

"I — I'm not a brat, you're just — you're not listening to me!"

Not that Gregory expects her to. In the end, she was just a proxy. An extension of what lurked behind it all. Perhaps it would be better, to tell him himself, than to go through the follower. ( he'd been a father, once. maybe he'd understand ).

"I can't do this, I don't know how — not as fast as you need me to. I want to, but I ... I need more time."

the  animatronics  stalking  him   &*   capturing  him  ,   vanny's  won  .   much  like  how  glitchtrap  weaved  his  purple  tendrils  around  her  to  get  her  under  his  influence  ,   gregory  suffered  the  same  fate  .   they  are  on  the  same  wavelength  whether  he  liked  it  or  not  .   it  was  the  last  thing  on  her  mind  whether  or  not  the  kid  was  comfortable  .   hating  kids   &*   even  more  now  .   she  could  use  gregory  though  .  squeeze  out  every  bit  of  innocence  this  child  has   &*   make  him  exactly  like  her  ,   like  afton  .   could  get  him  to  be  better  than  he  could  imagine  .   if  he  stopped  bitching   &*   moaning  at  every  turn  .  

tough  love  is  the  only  thing  that  vanessa  knows  .   well  ,   there's  no  love  .   she  was  just  tough  on  the  kid  .   you  don't  realize  how  different  you  have  to  treat  someone  else  .   only  knows  how  it  is  afton  treats  her  .   it's  not  like  he  mistreats  her  aside  from  the  occasional  insult  .  

though  gregory  seems  to  be  a  few  seconds  away  from  having  a  full  blown  temper  tantrum  .   one  that  the  rabbit  will  not  tolerate  .    ‘  gregory  .  ’    warbled  tone  emitted  from  her  voice  box  almost  singsong  like  .    ‘  n̴o̸   o̸n̷e̵   l̷i̶k̵e̵s̵   a̵   b̵r̸a̴t̶  .  ’    shifting  from  something  singsongy  to  a  little  angrier  .    ‘  we  need  you  r̸e̵a̸d̸y̸  .   want  you  to  have  fun  with  us  .  ’

“Stop being such a drama queen!” ( from vanny ! )

Argumentative Sentences, Vol. 1

★ — What Gregory wants to do is scream, and kick, and throw as large of a fit as he can possibly manage. A tantrum brewing beneath the surface, barely contained within the boy — it's not far. They're asking too much of him, and he knows anything aside from perfection would be considered unacceptable. He's clever, but he isn't some sort of genius. There's too large of a potential for error, and truth be told, Gregory is scared of what would happen if he were to mess something up.

But he doesn't want to prove Vanny right — not when that could also be used against him, not when he knows she won't let it go. So he's holding himself together. Could be described as pouting, if it weren't for the frightened edge to it. Arms folded over his chest, shoulders hunched to make himself smaller as he glares at the woman. His eyes are glossy, watering, but he refuses to let it turn to tears.

"Just leave me alone, alright?!"

★ — Gregory doesn't want to explain himself any further. He wants to go inside and head down to the sinkhole with Freddy — as much as he feels he has to go back, he wants to get it over with as quickly as possible. She's just taking up more of his time. ( more time for someone to notice he's gone missing again in the first place ). It would much easier if they could just go inside and go their separate ways, doing whatever it is they both feel they need to do without interfering with each other. Pretending they never met at the back door.

But by the way the blonde has stopped working at the lock and is instead looking at him, it's clear she's looking for an explanation. Gregory whines ( dramatic ), letting his head fall backwards as he looks to the night sky.

"Look. I have been inside before, and I know it's dangerous. But if I tell you why, you have to promise not to freak out, okay? And you can't call the police. You can't. Because I swear I'm somewhere safe now, but ... I need to go inside. I need to see something."

Her brow furrows a bit as she listens to him. "What could you possibly want to see in there if you've already been in there like this?" It's a mix of disbelief and hoping the kid might give her a lead. Maybe he's lying, trying to talk her into letting him go on his own. But just maybe he's telling the truth, and whatever he wants to see is what she is also looking for. Not that she's about to let him go see it, if that's the case. Putting a kid anywhere near her father is a recipe for disaster, clearly.

She finally processes the last statement, however. "Friend?" Well, now she's curious. She's still not sure what to make of the kid. He seems to know something, if she can trust his word. It's still a kid, and a kid who seems eager to get in at that. Maybe he's just making something up to try and get her to let him go.

Either way, she's not going to continue to pick the lock until he gives her more information.

inbox call !! you know the drill — like this and I'll go through your meme tag and toss gregory in your inbox!

   i will take what is [ mine ]. with fire &* blood , i will take it

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