
* β ππ πΏππΌπ, I'm so sorry .... that you grew up too soon. β
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Im Not Going To Tell You All My Dark Secrets .
βΒ Β iβm not going to tell youΒ Β allΒ Β my dark secrets .Β Β β
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β β "Lame!"
Half - shouted in declaration, the ghost of a laugh underlaying the word. He's leaning backwards over the edge of the couch, wild strands of hair falling across his face as he pushes his way into Michael's personal space. Not unusual for a kid his age, but rare to see Gregory himself behave so unabashedly. He grins up at his guardian, wiggling a bit 'till he's comfortable and not winding himself by bending his spine in half.
"Is it cause you know the whole ooooh-mysterious thing you've got going on is the only thing that makes you kind of cool? I bet you've got some cool stories that could make up for it β maybe."
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βI like perching like a little bisexual gargoyleβ (feardrummed)
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β β Gregory snorts, the beginnings of a laugh as the corners of his lips tug upwards half - noticeably. His eyes are bright, dancing with amusement and mischief ; a light that is only just now beginning to come back to them since that night. She's perched precariously on the edge, and without much further consideration Gregory decides he wants to come up too.
"Hold on ββ."
All the warning he gives before he starts his climb up, a little bit more of a struggle given how much smaller his limbs are than Ollie's.
( he can practically hear Michael telling him to get down β not that he would listen even if his guardian were there ).
β my list of grievances would be about a mile long. β
this is also a year old

β β Head tilts, his nose scrunching up in some kind of distaste. It's obvious he's going to retort before he even opens his mouth.
"S'that why you've been hanging around this place longer than I've been alive? At some point it just kinda feels like you're torturing yourself, if you hate it so much."
β β Corners of his lips tug upwards in a small, half - hearted smile ; one Gregory doesn't bother to try and bite down, whether it be for lack of realizing he's smiling at all or for being too tired to try and keep himself from showing too much.
A breath that might be a laugh pushes past his lips, and he nods in agreement. He's not exactly sure where this junkyard is ( or if they'll be able to slip inside without technically trespassing ), but surely the rabbit's internal map wouldn't be wrong.
It's nice, having Bonnie around. Not that Freddy isn't great, because he is β but Freddy can also feel overbearing, like he's scrutinizing Gregory, looking for any little sign that the younger boy might not be as okay as he pretends to be. Bonnie, he's slowly realizing, won't dig the way Freddy seems to barely hold himself back from.
Surprised blink as the animatronic kneels down β hesitating a bit. A flash of independence in his eyes.
"M'not some little kid you've gotta keep an eye on β I can look after myself. And s'not like we're doing anything super dangerous. I'm fine."
continued from here // @braveburned .

'really?', is all gregory says at first, causing bonnie to chuckle, as he leans on the doorway with crossed arms, " now, would i lie ta' ya', little buddy? c'mon, what'cha say? " πΈβββ ββββ ββββ ββββ ββββ ββββ ββββ ββββ β it'd been a little while since he'd been found in the depths of bonnie -bowl, not quite dead, not quite alive. unable to even claw at inside of his makeshift coffin, knocking, to say: i'm still here! a silent scream, no one else could hear. that is, until he was finally found, pulled out of the ruble, and eventually fixed up, life breathed into him and begun anew. πΈβββ ββββ ββββ ββββ ββββ ββββ β while he didn't see everything that gregory saw that night, he could definitely understand not having the words to describe such things. πΈβββ ββββ ββββ ββββ ββββ ββββ ββββ β i mean, hell, bonnie himself didn't know how to express his own phantom pains, the ghosts that haunted him, how in the world could he expect a child too? so, for now, they'll express it a different way, (maybe this isn't an entirely unselfish act, it'd probably do himself some good, as well.) πΈβββ ββββ ββββ ββββ ββββ ββββ ββββ β 'yeah, okay, let's go smash stuff.', bonnie gives a gesture: hand-horns, and, " r, r, rock on! sounds like'a plan to me. " a snort, he pushes off the doorframe, hands settling his hips, " there's a little 'ol junkyard near here, according ta' my mapping system, and all. why don't we go look there? " πΈβββ ββββ ββββ ββββ ββββ ββββ ββββ ββββ ββββ β a beat, a sudden realization, " ...h, h, here, you can ride on my shoulders, if ya' want. don't wanna lose ya'. " he says, kneeling down carefully, giving the child a nod and smile. πΈβββ ββββ ββββ ββββ ββββ ββββ ββββ ββββ ββββ ββββ ββββ ββββ ββββ ββββ ββββ ββββ ββββ ββββ ββββ β
βΒ Β am i the one who did this to you ??Β Β β ( maybe daycare!mollie accidentally hurt gregory while trying to catch him? :o )
β₯ Β Β πππππππ ππππππ πππ/π ππππ ( π.π πππππ )Β Β (Β Β ππππ Β )Β Β [ Β ππ΄π½ππ΄π½π²π΄ πππ°πππ΄ππ Β Β ] Β .

β β Gregory winces ; physically pulling away from the concern in the animatronic's voice, the sudden movement eliciting a hiss through clenched teeth, flash of pain flickering across his features before he can catch himself. A careful distance is maintained between the two of them, Gregory half - turned in the opposite direction as if he's prepared to run at any moment.
"M'fine."
He's not β not incapacitated, but certainly in pain, with an arm extended across his chest so hand can flatten against the back of his opposite shoulder, where he had almost been grabbed before he'd managed to slip away ( a burst of adrenaline having carried him just enough farther forward ). But he speaks with a firmness that says he won't hear otherwise, he won't spend his time here being coddled by an animatronic meant to look after kids like him.
"Jus' a scratch. Not that bad." ( certainly not the worst that could have been dealt ). "I β I need to keep moving."
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