Albert Camus,The Misunderstanding (1943)

Albert Camus, The Misunderstanding (1943)

★ — "It's not his programming."

There's something firm in his tone, a certainty that shows he isn't going to be swayed with furrowed brows and a slight frown ghosting over his expression. If he were less on edge, he would have spun around to face her with all the stubbornness he could manage, but as it is he just keeps moving forward. ( can he hear something in the distance, or is he just imagining that? ).

"He broke his programming to keep me safe. Didn't go in a recharge station when he was on low power to make sure he could get to me if I needed him."

He winces slightly at her clear shock in her tone, shoulders immediately raising into a defensive posture.

"Maybe. I needed somewhere to hide. It was fine, alright? I know it's meant for cakes and stuff, but I can fit if I squeeze."

"Could be his default programming, too." She doesn't mean to put a damper on the kid's fondness for the bear, but it was the truth. "Trying to take you to her risks you bolting, which is generally something it would try to avoid, I think. Doesn't explain why he's not affected, though."

The whole situation was odd. Addy might have known, in the back of her mind, that something was wrong here, but even with the experiences she's repressed due to them being too close to the truth about her being dead, it...was different from any of that. And that sense of difference stuck with her, even if she couldn't place why.

"It doesn't make any sense," she muttered under her breath as he explained further. It was certainly a lot to process, and it doesn't help how closely it's tied to a truth she's tried to deny. It all came back to her killer, after all.

However, something else stuck out to her. "Wait, you were in Freddy's chest?" That was easier to think about than the rest of it.

💨 jail to stop him from getting into things at the pizzaplex

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

★ — "Addy —— !!"

He squawks as he's hoisted into the air, legs dangling helplessly beneath him as he attempts to pull the hands that grip him off.

Okay, maybe this is deserved — he knows he tests the teenager's patience almost every night, both intentionally and not. It was only a matter of time before she did something about it. He just didn't expect being held in the air at arms length like some sort of naughty cat. Gregory is so glad Freddy isn't around to see this. It's fucking embarrassing.

"C'moooon, lemme gooooo."

And now he's straight up whining, half - heartedly kicking his legs at the air between them.

"I promise I'll listen t'you tonight, just — put me back down!!"

"just tell me what's going on." From Sun? Omg.......

MISCELLANEOUS SENTENCE PROMPTS *  collection #12

★ — Gregory suddenly feels very small.

He's exhausted ; absolutely on edge, eyes constantly scanning their surroundings despite how relatively quiet the area surrounding the daycare has been, almost as if he's scared to stop. His breathing is slightly erratic, shaky from his weariness and although he has been doing his best to seem fearless, he finds his constitution wavering in what seems to be a still moment.

"I don't ... I don't know."

It's the truth, however little it is. Gregory doesn't know why he was trapped in the pizzaplex, why the security guard seems so intent on catching him, why the animatronics are hunting him down. He's beginning to piece things together, but it's not enough.

( and he is so, so tired, and so afraid ).

He's been on his own, taking care of himself for years, but this is too much. He's still a child.

Sun seems to be like Freddy ; unaffected by whatever it may be that's corrupting the other animatronics. Perhaps that's what allows Gregory to take a breath in front of them. His guard isn't fully down ( perhaps slightly afraid that whatever it is will take hold of them too, any second now ), but it's a slight reprieve. And Sun — Sun makes him falter slightly. ( do they really care? or is it something in their coding, sun's and freddy's, that make him feel like for once someone gives a shit about him? ).

"I'm trying to leave. B-but something — someone's keeping me trapped here. I don't know. I think they want to kill me ....."

There's defiance in your heart still, and the will to fight. You will not go down like this.

Aside from the situation he's ended up going through, what's Gregory's overall opinion of the Pizzaplex?

Admittedly, it's pretty hard for Gregory to separate his feelings on the night he spent in the pizzaplex from the pizzaplex as a whole. It's simply too big for him to just ignore and ( rightfully ) colors his perception of the entire Fazbear brand. It doesn't matter how many times Freddy tries to tell him the pizzaplex is meant to be a place of joy, or that the other glamrock animatronics are nice and caring — he doesn't like them!

It doesn't help that his own exposure to both the pizzaplex and Fazbear as a whole was pretty limited to second hand knowledge prior. Luxury children's entertainment has never been a priority in his life, especially when it seemed keeping a roof over his head and people to look after him was already a difficult enough feat.

He'd never been to the pizzaplex before, and sneaking in was for basic needs — shelter and food. Fazbear itself, the fun they promised within the building was all ... an afterthought. More than anything, it was easy to sneak into and Gregory thought it would be easy to hide in.

Before? He thought it was overwhelming, and maybe a little over the top. Obnoxious, in a way that made him slightly envious of the kids who regularly got to visit even if he'd never voice that.

But really, that night was his first true exposure to the pizzaplex and Fazbear and his general consensus afterwards is ' Wow! That sucks and those people are crazy! The whole company must be evil if thats happening just under their noses and they're not doing anything about it! '

Evidently those feelings aren't strong enough to keep him from going back and getting himself even more involved in the dark underside of Fazbear, though.