What Do You Want To Be When You Grow Up? Bonnie !

❛  what do you want to be when you grow up?  ❜ bonnie !

the boy, the mole, the fox and the horse

★ — Question catches him off guard ; his expression scrunching up in something like confusion and distaste. The gaze his tosses towards the animatronic as they continue walking seems to say 'is this really the time?', but he just as quickly turns his focus back forward with even more intent than he had previously, as if he doesn't want to think about his answer.

It's not like it's an unusual question, especially for someone Gregory's age. So common, in fact, that it's probably coded into Bonnie's protocol for moments where kids seem closed off or even stressed ( both things Gregory is, and has been since arriving at the pizzaplex ), an easy way to get them excited about something. He wonders if he did something to trigger the prompt, or if it's somewhat genuine. Either way, he lets a long moment of silence pass before huffing and shrugging, keeping his eyes locked forward.

"I dunno — alive, mostly. Which is seeming kinda hard right now."

His words are meant to be slightly humorous ( dark, sure, but hey, he isn't wrong ), but there's a bitterness that underlays them — both about the situation he's found himself in, and the question itself. Gregory hasn't had any idealistic, childish hope for his future long before he entered the pizzaplex. How could he, when everyone was so quick to give up on him?

The silence settles again. Gregory sighs, releasing some of that anger with it.

"When I was little, I liked space a lot. I thought being an astronaut would be cool. I dunno if I'd still wanna do that, though."

The sky is too high And I want to feel crushed.

— Elisa Gabbert, from "The Vagueness of the Moment," Normal Distance

literally half of writing gregory is just finding new ways to stress michael out. unrelated anyways I think gregory should meet ennard

you have lost and found again the hot wire of your blood

— Alice Paalen Rahon, from "[Tu as donné ton herbe / You have given your grass]," Shapeshifter, tr. Mary Ann Caws

original:

tu as perdu et retrouvé le fil chaud de ton sang

I think collectively it needs to be acknowledged that there are nine missing kids by the end of security breach because what the FUCK thats so many?

My problem is I never healed I just kept going