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[RoyallyCaitlin]

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[RoyallyCaitlin]

Thistle took her place proudly on the stage, next to her fellow animatronics. Hopefully nothing bad would happen today, just normal children, ordering normal pizza, with their normal parents. Nothing bad would happen.

 

[SkywardSocks]

Behind the Store Room doors, Springtrap watched on, analysing the movements of both the animatronics and the children. She began to wonder about the life she would have had, watching Thistle sing and dance for the little ones.

 

[RoyallyCaitlin]

A young girl waved her hand, smiling at Thistle. Thistle walked over, serving her a fresh slice of pizza, not noticed SpringTrap.

 

[SkywardSocks]

Springtrap felt a deep pain, a sinking feeling, as the smile on the little girl's face grew wider at the sight of Thistle. She gathered up the courage to poke her head out a little further, half hoping to be noticed by a child, but fearing the reaction she would get once they saw her.

 

[RoyallyCaitlin]

After serving several children Thistle began to walk back to her place on the stage, only now noticing SpringTrap. She walked over to her, a warm smile on her face.

 

[SkywardSocks]

She saw Thistle approaching, and so pulled open the double doors to let her in, while staying covered by shadow.


"Uh...hi Thistle. Is it...is it fun out there?"

 

[RoyallyCaitlin]

"Yes, quite fun. Why don't you join us? Please? I'm sure the kids will love you!" She pleaded.

 

[SkywardSocks]

She was reluctant, but couldn't stand seeing Thistle's huge puppy dog eyes.


"I-I guess I could. Five minutes can't hurt...y-you sure they won't...be scared?" Springtrap muttered, fussing over the tears in her clothing and pushing in the wires that stuck out of her arms and legs.

 

[RoyallyCaitlin]

"It'll be fine! I'll be with you, they'll love you! You're so iconic!"

 

[SkywardSocks]

"If you're sure..."


She took Thistle's hand and allowed herself to be brought into the open.

 

[RoyallyCaitlin]

She led SpringTrap to the tables, introducing her.


"See? It's fine."

 

[SkywardSocks]

All the heads in the room turned, staring at the "new" member of the group. She felt like they were judging her. All around the room parents turned, disgusted by the makeshift design she was. One teenager smiled, shouting "Cool! She looks all grungy, I like it!!"


Springtrap whispered to Thistle, "This is good? This is good!"

 

[RoyallyCaitlin]

"You're different, they like it! See? You'll be so popular." Thistle smiled.

 

[SkywardSocks]

"I get why you like it so much!" she laughed.

 

[RoyallyCaitlin]

"Now, why don't you try and go to a table by yourself? i'll be right here if you need me."

 

[SkywardSocks]

"Oh...um...okay"


Springtrap wandered over to a free table, the one with the teenager. She tried imitating the bright smiles the other animatronics did, but instead her jaw slipped open, revealing a hideous array of sharp, broken shards of metal in front of a mess of wires.


The fastenings on her jaw then broke and her chin hung limp from her face. Mortified, she escaped back into the store room, into the safety of the darkness.