Picks Up The Child By The Back Of His Shirt ()

picks up the child by the back of his shirt (ʘᴗʘ✿)

★ — Squawks a little and flails his arms and legs in a weak attempt to fight back. He kinda looks like a feral kitten ——.

“So, how about it, huh..? Wanna be a Schmidt?”

petition to have Gregory’s full name be Gregory Fazbear

💨 gotta stay focused during karate practice !!

send 💨 to put my muse in air jail bonus points if you add a reason

★ — "Ack —— !!"

Gregory's no stranger to being lifted off his feet ( he's always been small for his age, didn't weigh too much, and didn't watch his mouth enough to avoid fights ), but it's usually accompanied by the harsh impact of a rapid descent. Johnny doesn't bring him back to the ground, though, instead just .... holds him. A couple feet above the ground.

Asshole, he thinks with a huff, rolling his eyes.

It's only a second of being in the air before Gregory starts squirming — chaotic motion thats occasionally accompanied by a swing from either an arm or a leg at Johnny that doesn't quite reach the man. He doesn't much care how he gets down so long as he does, fully intending to make the man drop him.

"The hell is this?! This — this isn't karate!!"

Albert Camus, The Misunderstanding (1943)