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theharlotofferelden · 24 days

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So I was checking out Greg Ellis' IMDB page to see if he's been in anything recently. I mainly wanted to know if the whole blowup between him and Mark Darrah 3 years ago that resulted in him making a YouTube video speaking in Cullen's voice while beseeching the Dragon Age fandom to rise up against Cancel Culture affected his career in any way.

This was swiftly forgotten, however, due to the fact that I got really caught up in the wall of text that is his Mini Bio.

It's a lot, right? Usually when I see bios on IMDB they're less than a paragraph. But what got me was the inclusion of all these weird details. How Greg "mastered the Rubik's cube at 12" and that he's "skydived 10,000 feet above the earth" (so? ppl skydive, man, why is this important). But then there's this mention that he has over 20 action figures of characters he's portrayed in film and television. Like... seriously? This is really worth including in your IMDB Bio? Then right at the bottom it says the Bio was written by PR which lol

Anyway, I didn't post on tumblr dot com just to dunk on all the questionable details Greg PR decided to include in his IMDB.

What I wanna talk about is this lil detail here:

Now, I've read his IMDB bio a couple times over the years and have never really questioned whether Greg was truly nominated for an Emmy. Like, who tf would lie about being nominated for an Emmy? But then I started wondering what the Emmy was for (seeing as how he neglects to mention it in his bio) so I decided to do some digging into what he was nominated for.

Doing a general google search turned up nothing so I decided to try his website to see if he supplies more details, and he does.

Again, he neglects to mention what the nomination was for, but says that he was nominated for his role on 24. So naturally I did a search for 24 Emmy nominations.

It is at this point I become aware that the Emmys have not only dedicated pages for shows that have won Emmys, but also a search function.

Guess whose name isn't listed on 24's Emmy Award page?

Guess whose name doesn't reveal any results for even something as basic as an Emmy nomination?

Even under his legal name? Or the other version of his legal name?

Okay, so maybe they just neglected to add him on the 24 page. If Greg was nominated for anything, it would most likely be under "Outstanding Supporting Actor In A Drama Series" as he was a guest actor for 9 episodes of the show (as Michael Amador) between 2003 and 2004.

He's not listed in the nominees for 2003, 2004, or even 2005 (just to be generous). And since I bothered to look it up just to double check, here's a YouTube video for every year in this category: 2003, 2004, 2005.

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While all this may seem like a bit much just to emphasize that Greg is lying about an Emmy nomination, I need it to be understood that I did my best trying to verify its existence. On the off chance it turns out the nomination exists somewhere, let it be known I'll delete this post and apologize for misinforming people.

But I just gotta say, if it's not on the Emmy's website or even his own Wikipedia page, then where tf is it? Like, I get that Wikipedia isn't a totally reliable source, but Gregory Itzin, who actually was nominated twice on 24 as a supporting actor, has it not only mentioned on his wikipedia page, but also has one of his nominations sourced (if you click on the link it will download a PDF).

So until proof that he was ever nominated turns up, I'm going to assume he's lying about it. Which is funny when you consider he's not even lying about winning an Emmy, he's lying about being nominated for one. He's lying about losing an Emmy. Like, could you imagine if Tommy Tallarico lied about almost being on MTV Cribs?

Anyway please reblog this post and feel free to steal it because I find this extremely funny and would love it if someone asked Greg why the internet isn't turning up results for his Totally Real Emmy Nomination.

ETA - Adding a link to @aidanchaser pointing out that it seems like Greg is claiming he was nominated under the categories for "outstanding casting in a drama series" and/or "outstanding drama series" based on what he says about the nomination on his website, along with my reply as I was aware of those nominations but didn't make the connection between them and what he says on his website.

I'm only going to add here that his claim to this nomination is a huge stretch because, by similar logic, if 24 actually won either of those nominations, basically anyone who worked on 24 could claim that they're an Emmy award winning guest actor or production designer, which entirely misrepresents the award being given as it hollistically takes into account various parts of the casting and production. Like, there's a reason there's separate categories for this stuff, and the fact that he seems so comfortable making this claim on his IMDB that he's an "Emmy nominated actor" based on those nominations is such a wild stretch.

And it's clear to me this obfuscation was intentional because he could've easily said that he worked on the "Emmy award winning show, 24" because that's more accurate to the truth of his involvement with the production (i.e. that he worked on a show that won muliple awards). But specifically claiming he was "nominated" lends credence to the notion that he was nominated specifically for his work while still technically being true (despite that claim being bullshit).

#greg ellis #greg ellis critical #dragon age #pirates of the caribbean #<- tagging because i know there's peeps in both fandoms that hates his guts and figured y'all would want a laugh at his expense #apologies if this has been pointed out during the time this post has languished in my drafts #eta - added additional context #may add more later but for now i need to stop procrastinating and get shit done lmao

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dasketcherz · 4 months

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do you have any dad michael son gregory headcanons because your art for them is genuinely so so cool like omg… it all looks so good they are so cute in your style

OH MY GOD I'M GLAD YOU ASKED HOLLUP [PULLS UP MY DAD MIKE/SON GREG HC LIST]

greg absolutely secretly looks up to mike's skill set as an artist. he loves to watch him doodle, mike is the type who'd feel conscious when someone watches him draw but,,, he grew to not mind and got use to greg watchin him draw. he can tell the kid is observing and absorbing what he can learn from simply watching him do art.

^^^ with that in mind, Mike often does catch Greg drawing too, when the lil guy is very proud of his work, he shows it off to him. Mike is very encouraging that he keeps up at it cuz he genuinely thinks the kid is doing great.

^^^ As i established in the previous ask, Greg loves to give art gifts to ppl he cares about. He does the same for Mike, especially in special occasions like father's day, or his birthday and whatnot. Mike displays them either in his room or by the fridge, he is very proud of his son's creative efforts!

Mike is not the best cook out there, you can hardly entrust the kitchen to him without him setting it on fire but he tries his best to do a decent job at making pulled pork recipes ever since he found out it's Greg's favorite.

Greg loves to collect all sorts of cute and silly plushies, anytime he spots any when they stroll across a shop or smth he's so ready to persuade Mike to let em buy it for him. It doesnt take a lot of effort to really, all he has to do is stare up at mike with puppy eyes and Mike knows the drill, he sighs and then painfully pulls out his wallet every time. it's worth it tho, it's for the kid

It's always like a russian roulette who wakes up earlier than who in the morning. Sometimes its Mike, sometimes its Greg. Mike usually preps breakfast, well...as best as he could perform the basics. He's shown the ropes to Greg at some point cuz even tho Greg's a kid, Mike acknowledges that he's capable. Greg's a fast learner, if he does a specific task so often enough, he gets good at it eventually. Its a lil funny tho cuz Greg almost does breakfast better than Mike at times. Greg has some fun making Mike's morning coffee for him, he appreciates it a lot. He thinks it's really sweet, he always affectionately ruffle Greg's morning bed hair as a gesture of thanks.

They have a swear jar in the household. No further elaboration needed i think.

Mike drives a motorcycle bike that used to be owned by his mom. Every time he tells Greg he's headin off somewhere for a quick errand, the lil guy insist he wanna come along solely cuz he wanna ride the bike as well. He enjoys being on the bike, he thinks its hella cool and he feels like flyin, he has to always promise Mike he'll behave just so he lets him come too.

They absolutely love movie nights as a hang out time. They both love watching movies, they just have a good time checkin out any film that peaks their interest. Having fun lil discussion bout it during or after watching and all that. Mike is amused when Greg has a lot to say, he just lets the lil guy share his thoughts bout it.

Whenever Mike gets a call that Greg got into another fight at school and it's often cuz other kid bullies got in Greg's nerve [especially if it's them insulting his guardian to his face] or cuz he tried to defend other kids from being bullied, Mike is so ready to throw hands with said kid bully's parents to defend Greg back. Theyre always on each other's side first and foremost.

When one of them catch the other still up in the middle of the night, the instant thought they have is "cant sleep?" presumably cuz the other most likely had another nightmare. It has happened so frequent, they just came to understand that tryin to pass the time doin other things is often the other best thing they can do to doze back to sleep. They had done plenty of things to pass the time at moments like it : be it watch another movie, draw together, just stargaze outside by the front porch etc etc. They appreciate the other for keepin them company. They've grown to try makin sure they never feel so alone anymore the best they can, cuz they arent anymore when they have each other.

#daske ask #dad mike/son greg hcs #aaaaaa theyre everything to meeeee #also thank you so much!!#i'm very very happy to hear you enjoy my art of them as father and son!!#they own my heart and soul...#jasminetea1234

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darthpastry · 3 months

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Solving MXES

Yep, today I'm blabbering about this freak:

Goofy lil guy. But what's its name? You may be thinking that I just said it, this is the Entity. MXES. But what's its real name? What does M.X.E.S. stand for? That's why I'm here!

It would be logical to start with the first letter first, right? WRONG! There are a lot of different 'M' words. Mimic. Malware. Michael. Mapbot- yeah, I'll just... I'll just stop for now. Which means the best place to start would be with the second and least common letter.

After some research and realizing that my life would be easier if MXES was yellow, here's a list of possible words.

Xenobiotic: chemical or substance that is foreign to an organism or biological system.

Xenomorphic: in an unusual form; having a strange form.

Xenograft: a graft obtained from a member or one species and transplanted to a member of another species.

I think the first one I'll take off is xenobiotic, just because it's more of for biological... term thingie for biology stuff. That sentence started off well. Anyway.

Xenomorphic fits because it's a weird digital rabbit and his original design is even MORE xenomorphic:

However, I think I'll eliminate that one as well just because it doesn't really add anything. It's a fitting adjective, but there's no reason for it to be part of his name.

Which leaves xenograft as the winner!

If this really is the right word, then what does that tell us? It's a common theory that MXES is, in some way, Glitchtrap. We also know that Gregory is really good with computers and is at the very least aware of MXES, but likely made it. Is it not possible he took a part of Glitchtrap and, with the help of Vanny/Vanessa, 'squashed' the thought of being William Afton out of it and turned it into a security program?

It's also possible that Glitchtrap stems from the Mimic, MXES being a xenograft Glitchtrap being a xenograft of the Mimic and is also a security system. SO!

Mimic

Xenograft

Entrapment

System

Will I die in the hill that this is what MXES stands for? No. I may end up re-visiting this later, but for now I'm happy with it.

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pixlokita · 8 months

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Just found your Into The Ball Pit AU last night and I am so fixated on it right now I have already read it twice. Your art style is incredible and the AU concept is perfect and the writing is immaculate. Going rabid for more (though obviously don't pain yourself making it).

Anyways I don't know if you have it planned or not but I need need NEED to see Henry and Michael have a conversation without the lil ones around. Will Michael be honest about what has happened (that he's from the future and ol willy boy is evil)? Is he going to try changing what happened and save his little brother, or is he more concerned with getting back to 'his time'?

And speaking of dear ol Dad, has Mikey realized the nightmare animatronics are his work? Is he going to pay him a visit to get answers? You don't have to answer any questions you don't want to (play the mysterious author card, I get it, I'm one myself), just consider this rambling musings from a new fan :)

Hi !!! So glad you’re enjoying the AU ;0; Michael definitely is aware of everything. He’s just carefully going to plan how to break the news to Henry when the time is right and he knows he’ll believe him :3 as for getting back to the future (lmao) the only person he’s thinking of helping back there is Gregory :0c but that’s only because he thinks he still has a family to go back to. Tbh im just planning on bringing Cassie to the past rather than sending anyone to the future >> for now at least ✨

#Pix answers #fnaf #it’s not really spoilers #is it ?#nah

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paper-lilypie · 2 years

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What did Gregory do when he met 2024 (?) Micheal before he has Gregory (I'm not with the tineline because I only know the ball pit au a little bit)

uhhh the “before he had Gregory” bit has me a lil confused, so I’ll answer “what did Gregory do when he met 2024 Michael”

definetly stand in shock and incessantly deny that the person in front of him is the same guy that came on this time travel journey with him and the same bear he later considers to be his dad. It’s a mix of emotions. He kinda just. stands there while 2024 Michael tries to figure out how this kid managed to sneak to the back after hours and quickly get him out before the salvaged robots roaming the halls get to them.

#complicated feelings over all lol #poor Gregory #fnaf #ball pit au #ask lily

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thebunztalk · 9 months

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RUIN THEORY TIME

Remember when you enter into the Staffbot Silo and there’s a lot of sticky notes…well this is gonna be about The Mimic.

So the sticky notes are everywhere in the silo and the what’s on it is a bunch of doodles of kids, pizza, a cake, presents and this

From what’s going on, the person who’s writing these wants to have a family and be happy, that they want a party that’s all for them. One of the binary codes also shows that they’re having an existential crisis saying “why is I.”

The notes also shows they’re being childish, that they have a childish art style and it’s implying they’re just a kid that wants to have a family.

For the Mimic, since he is technically “Glitchtrap” how does this imply that he’s the one who wrote all of those notes, if it implies that he wants to be happy? Simple.

Mimic is just a part of Glitchtrap. But how? Well since his body looks like a mix of the daycare attendant endo head with a normal endoskeleton and some parts from pizza sim animatronics. He was just been made after the Pizzaplex already exists.

Vanny built Mimic for the purpose of making a physical body for Glitchtrap but it only able to transfer a part of him into the body and since Glitchtrap is similar to Mimic1, he mimicked Afton and if a part of him gets transferred, it resets to its original state. Before he mimicked Afton.

Because of that, Mimic has re-learn to be basically a bad person but from the notes, he wants to have a family. That’s where the Afton bot family comes in, Mimic has the memories of Afton but he only focuses on the family instead because he’s basically a kid.

He rather do what kids do than having to re-learn about the things that Afton did and the only time he ask to Vanny about what is he is just that binary code “why is I”

why do I exist?

This is basically like the Gregbot/Charliebot theory that people talked about 1 year and a half ago (Jeez that’s long time) but just replace Greg/Charlie with Mimic.

I would also like to talk about the caution bots/Pat pats. I think ever since the Glamrock Bonnie incident, Mimic has been using the Pat pats to mimic and spy on people because he has to learn but all he mimicked is just children.

Now why do I think it’s after Bonnie “disappeared” because once you turn off all of the Pat pats, Bonnie’s eyes stopped glowing so it’s possible that Vanny has been using Bonnie’s power source for the Pat pats so Mimic could see through them.

That’s why when you play as Gregory, Pat pat kept following your every move and for Cassie, Mimic looked away because he doesn’t want to get suspicious (he still got suspicious cuz he turned around)

Now here’s the thing, why in the scooper route Mimic’s costume looks like Gregory (but worse) why he lured Cassie by using Gregory’s voice and why did he kept saying that he’s Gregory when Cassie ask what is he? Pretty simple.

He saw what Gregory got after PQ ending. A family and that’s what he wants. But Gregory got. That’s why he lured Cassie. That’s why the Roxy walkie talkie is still there and still on. It could’ve been taken by the teens who did graffiti but no, it’s there for Cassie. Mimic lured Cassie so she could be a part of his “found family”

Mimic wants to be Gregory. not kill him. Not lured Cassie to just get her killed but he wants her to be a part of a family.

In fact, in the beginning of SB, Freddy said that he got kicked out of the main system and Mimic is part of the system so when he saw Gregory gets discovered by Vanny/Vanessa through Pat pat, he kicked Freddy out of the system so Freddy can help Gregory through out the night.

And maybe, Mimic is the one who put all of the retro CDs AND copied Vanessa’s voice when it’s already 6 AM to keep Gregory inside the mall lil longer.

Maybe Mimic is hiding in the room where the cds played/Michael’s room since he has parts of Afton’s memories, that room must be like a resting spot for Mimic (for some reason, there’s spilled popcorn) and he could be waiting for Gregory there to get to know him better.

So it’s possible that the only reasons why Mimic wants to be Gregory is because Gregory is an orphan. He doesn’t have anyone to take care of him and Mimic saw the same thing in himself.

No solutions for me, just sadness. This theory is also helped by @chaosnightgal

Also art style comparison:

This is Mimic’s art style

And this is Vanny’s

Vanessa’s (yes she paints) and Michael’s

And Gregory’s :D

Bonus:

There’s this lil note, I’m not sure what it says, it’s either Tim or Jim

If it’s Jim then that would make sense about this

#fnaf #five nights at freddy's #fnaf sb #fnaf ruin #ruin spoilers #fnaf mimic #fnaf gregory #who is tragic & who is a liar

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fernsproutxx · 1 year

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A AAA AAA AAA I love your RoboGreg so much! It was definitely fuel for my current several WIP fanfics mini-hyperfixation on FNAF.

Can I ask something about the latest comic you posted? Is Gregory mute? I know he said "Micheal!" but after that he seems rather non-verbal. Does he have like a limited lil soundboard in his systems?

AAAAH YES OKAY SO HEAR ME OUT—

gregory isn’t mute, he just has a hard time articulating words at first, just like a small kid, though he learns quicker as time goes on! he even gets to the point he just rambles and rambles, it’s quite the sight for michael heh.

#inbox #anon #robogreg au

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hearts4juzi · 5 months

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more werewolf will au pretty please but i just want greg and ev and ness actually <3 (yeah mikes going through it. sucks. i wanna see my Lil Guys.)

-cross

i cant draw rn but! i will talk about them

Evan, like i said, showed up forever ago, got taken care of, and dipped without them ever finding out he was a werewolf.

when he comes back, he's a LOT bigger and he's also. fucking terrified. And injured again.

This time he's weak and sad and pathetic and he cant do much more than just ask for help and they help him out. when hes revealed to be a werewolf, vanessa realizes williams not entirely truthful. this kid has similarities to the one she found in will's basement. lol. lmao, even.

Evan is very attached to gregory and hes his emotional support buddy. he tells gregory the situation with michael and gregory builds up a lot of resentment for him, but he doesnt do anything about it because what evan really needs is someone to be there for him. hes been alone for a very long time and he's scared. The last person who was kind to him was his mother and she. well. yknow.

so gregory and vanessa are there for him. as much as ness wants to prioritize figuring william out, she cant deny this kid is suffering and needs help.

so they hide him, they take care of him, gregory likes to brush his fur a lot, or knit with him and a ton of other things, meanwhile evan is happy to have the company.

of course, there's a lot of boundaries you need to set when working with a giant dog. evan is prone to nipping. he will nip someone if he feels threatened because that is the only thing michael would react to. of course, michael was bigger than evan, gregory is not. so evan has to be careful around them and try to unlearn reactions like that. he's still spooked easily tho, like a horse ykwim?

if u have any other specific questions abt them ill talk more my rbain is jarbled

#tzu rambles #tzu asks #werewolf will au

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angelofrainfrogs · 4 months

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Going Back: Ch. 4

~Coauthored by @zeitghest~

Fandom(s): Five Nights At Freddy’s: Security Breach

Description: Things are looking up for Gregory. After putting the soul of a formerly-immortal killer to rest, he and his new family can finally begin their lives anew. Sure, Gregory might have been cursed with mysterious Remnant in exchange for being involved in this mess—not to mention his caretakers consist of sentient robots and ghosts… But there’s no doubt that the bond they share is unbreakable. They love him, and he in turn.

All in all, life is finally starting to go right for once.

…Unfortunately, true peace is a hard-won battle. There are other things to contend with besides William’s decrepit soul, and Gregory will learn that his role in the lives of the Aftons and Emilys is far greater than anyone could’ve imagined.

Rating: T

Read on Ao3

The pair traveled back up to surface level, picking up the pace the closer they got to their friends. When they emerged into the beautiful overhead lights of the atrium, Michael called Sammy on his walkie and asked to meet in Monty's room. He assumed Freddy and Gregory were still hanging out there, as they hadn't heard anything to the contrary.

Sure enough, they caught sight of the gator through the window, talking animatedly with Freddy and Gregory who laughed at his latest anecdote. To Michael's great relief, Gregory seemed much more at ease with the oversized robot. Knocking on the glass to get their attention, Mike waved when the trio looked his way. “Hey, guys! Let us in? Sammy's on his way over, too.”

“What's the password?” Gregory called through the thick panel of glass that separated them. He rose from his crisscross position on the ground, excited to see other company after listening to the robots getting reacquainted for who knows how long.

“There is no password, you little ding-dong!” Charlie laughed, watching as Gregory giggled before throwing open the door.

“Was your mission a success?” Freddy asked, standing from the couch as Charlie and Michael funneled into the room.

“Sure was,” Mike said with a nod and a smile that didn't quite reach his eyes. “We found two more 'friends' that were apparently hanging around since Charlie's initial call the other night... they're with the others now, so no worries.”

“Oh... I see.” Freddy looked to the ground, giving the lost souls a moment of somber silence before perking back up. “Well, as long as they are being taken care of, then I am sure they will be alright. Gregory and I have been having a wonderful time with Monty!” He patted the gator's arm, and Monty grinned down at the newcomers with claws on his hips.

“Heck yeah we have!” the gator agreed heartily, letting out a loud laugh. “Gregory's a plucky lil' squirt—I like 'im!”

“As I knew you would,” Freddy chuckled, gazing between the gator and his son with a fond smile.

Gregory seemed to thrive in the praise. Where there was once animosity between him and the nearly seven foot tall gator, he was beginning to feel a bit of a soft spot for the guy again. As far as the remaining animatronics went, Monty was a close second to his favorite.

“Hold the door! I’m coming!” Behind the androids, the hurried shuffles of the CEO could be heard.

“Hey—” Samuel huffed, fixing his crooked glasses as he leaned into the doorway “—how’s everything going, guys?”

“Good—we've got one more piece sorted out, and one less thing for you to worry about,” Michael assured, grinning at his old friend. “We just came to pick you three up, actually—we're ready to show you the basement surprise Charlie mentioned earlier if you're ready to see it, Sam.”

Freddy visibly brightened at Michael's words, excited to see Henry and the other kids again. He peered up at Monty, offering him a fist to bump. “I believe that is our cue to leave. I will return as soon as I can; try to stay out of trouble, will you?”

“HA! No promises, Fredbear!” Monty cackled, returning the gesture. The comical difference in the sizes of their hands only made him laugh more, and Freddy shook his head affectionately. It was so nice to have his old friend back in action and returned to his proper self.

If Freddy felt this relieved from Monty being offline for only a few nights, he couldn't imagine what it must've felt like for Charlie and Michael to see each other again after so many years. It made his heart simultaneously warm and achy to think of.

Charlie seemed to empathetically cling to that same ideal. When she found out that Mike had been the one to save her from the ruins of the old pizzeria, her heart simultaneously broke and soared at the same time. Her one true friend had been the soul to help her, and in turn, she helped him. She could see that similar bond between Freddy and Monty. Though their parting was bittersweet, they’d all see each other again soon.

Gregory waited by Freddy, and in a sign of good faith, raised his hand to bump Monty’s fist. He couldn’t blame the gator for what that virus made him. Like the others, all he wanted at his core was to have fun.

“I gotta go visit my other friends but we’ll see you later, Alligator!” Gregory joked, giving the bassist a genuine smile.

“See ya around, squirt!” Monty replied, pressing Gregory’s knuckles against his own. His tail, previously laying still against the floor, slowly swished side to side in poorly-contained glee. Monty was over the moon that the kid was no longer terrified of him and hoped his loving—but comparatively stricter—dad would let Gregory out of his sight someday so they could have some real fun.

Once all partings were done, Freddy slipped his hand into Gregory’s as they followed the others. Charlie took the lead this time, with Michael and Sammy side-by-side behind her. As they walked, Mike nudged Sammy’s shoulder with a smirk.

“So we hear you’ve got a secret helper who brought up some animatronics for you,” he began, trying to keep his tone nonchalant. Same as Charlie, Michael was so curious to know what a note from Ennard was like, let alone how Sammy was faring with everything.

Sam brightened at this. The fact he had some competent worker who’d been willing to both locate and lug all of his heavy equipment up the freight elevator and into Parts & Service had sent him over the moon. Good help was hard to find… but then again, he couldn't afford to pay more than minimum wage until recently.

“Yes!” he answered, sighing in relief. “I couldn't really... Read the letter they wrote on my office desk, but I got the important parts.” He laughed off the oddity with a wave of his hand. “Thanks to them, I predict the Glamrocks will be up and running before the week's end! That, and the new additions I plan to add...”

After all, those robots were a part of his new business deal. Fresh characters always brought in bigger profit margins. If Sammy added them at the right times during the season, then they could get the second Pizzaplex built in the next decade.

The happy look on his face only faltered when Charlie asked Michael: “Are you going to tell him, or should I?”

“Um, yeah, so... that wasn't actually a new employee who brought the animatronics up,” Michael began, his smile slipping into a grimace. “It's... ugh, how do I explain this thing... Well, first off, their name is Ennard.”

When Michael paused again, Freddy decided to interject, quickly catching onto the situation. “Ennard is an allied animatronic that has been helping us most of the weekend. It sounds like they still wanted to assist where they can?” He tilted his head questioningly, to which Michael nodded.

“Yes—okay, so this is going to sound really weird, but they're actually four different bots melded together,” Michael tried to explain. His brow creased and he held up his hand, counting his fingers silently. “Er... maybe three? Depends on if you consider BonBon a separate entity.”

He huffed a sigh, realizing he'd spent far too long debating the finer details of the amalgamation. He looked back to Sam, feeling bad for confusing him even more.

"Do you remember that Funtime animatronic line William tried to start up a while ago? That's what Ennard is—all of them combined into one robot except Circus Baby. They're... probably going to pop out of the vents at some point; trust me, you'll know if you see them.”

That... didn't seem like it would work, realistically? Samuel had studied the Funtime blueprints a long time ago, and while many of their functions seemed vestigial, including an extending ice cream scoop that came from Circus Baby’s stomach, their programming would simply clash too much to form a functioning robot.

Sam rubbed his neck as he listened, then jumped high and bumped into his sister at the feeling of something wrapping around his leg.

“OH—Christ!” he yelped, shaking off the metal tendril that seemed to affectionately curl around his calf.

“IT WAS ME. HI,” stated the cacophony of four broken voice boxes speaking together in unison. “HELLO, PIZZARIA OWNER. HELLO, LITTLE MIKEY AND FREDDY... WE MISSED YOU GUYS...”

Charlie caught her brother as he clutched his chest with a tight fist, breathing hard as he got over the initial shock of being touched in the dim lighting.

“Ennard—” Gregory laughed, trying to make it seem less of a big deal than it really was. “—you scared Mr. Sam!”

“OUR BAD...,” they replied apologetically, receding back towards the vents with their many moving appendages.

“See?! You're freaky!” Michael exclaimed a big smugly, happy to prove his point from earlier. To Sam, he added: “I worked in their storage facility and they, um... got... attached to me. Charlie and I found them again in the basement a few nights ago, and now they won't leave me alone.”

He shot a glare into the dark corner, where a tendril was steadily inching its way back to Michael's foot. Instead of trying to kick it Mike simply kept walking, knowing it was pointless to waste energy on such a gesture.

“Hello, Ennard!” Freddy said with a bright wave, completely opposing to Michael's sullen pout. “Thank you for helping Sam with the animatronics. Have things been alright during our absence?”

“WE... MADE A... FRIEND,” they replied slowly, as if self-conscious. Still, they were proud of this feat. Despite Michael's warnings not to leave the vents, they had snuck out into the Daycare and found the friendliest robot—someone who rivaled Ennard in height and with a bubbly personality. “WE WANTED TO COME AND SEE... HOW YOU ARE ALL DO—DOING...”

After his initial fright, Samuel had found this animatronic fascinating from a scientific standpoint. “Oh, you have a short in your voice box. I could fix that for you... It's the least I could do for helping us out!”

Ennard shook their head, somewhat afraid of the attention.

“NO... WE WON'T NEED THIS BODY FOR LONG... THANK YO-U.” They spoke decisively, and in as polite of a tone they could muster through their intimidating static.

Michael whipped around, causing Charlie to run into him as his eyebrows shot up to his hairline.

“What?! What does that mean?!” he hissed. “Ennard, what the fuck does that mean?!”

“Michael...?” Freddy began hesitantly, and the man's gaze shifted to his.

“Ah, shit—I mean, crap. Ugh. Sorry, Freddy,” he apologized weakly, then ran a hand through his hair. “I don't like when they say things like that...”

Michael just had to remind himself that Ennard was smart enough not to try to that organ-removing tactic again in order to get a new body... At least, he hoped that was the case. Still, it didn't hurt to advise Sammy: “Hey, try to keep people away from the vents for a little longer, okay? For my sake.”

This raised alarm bells with Samuel, primarily because he couldn't have anyone else getting hurt. Not only were people’s lives at stake, but this could all come crashing down and ruin him financially.

“WE WILL NOT HURT ANYONE—IT'S A SURPRISE—Surprise!” Ennard rejoiced, voice seeming to fade away as they crawled backwards into the winding ventilation system.

After all, they couldn't have Michael finding out their plans! Being able to watch over and keep him safe to make up for all those years of torment they caused meant they’d have to be at liberty to leave the Pizzaplex. This couldn't be achieved given their current size and stature.

“You better be good, Ennard, got it?” Charlie remarked in an attempt to lightly threaten, though the intent was all but lost to Ennard who only saw Charlie as the harmless, plucky friend of Michael's. She let out a sigh, gripping Mike’s shoulder in to ground him to the present. “Why don't you go hang out with your new friend? We'll catch up with you later.”

At the dismissal, the group watched as Ennard's spaghetti-like limbs retracted back into the darker recesses of the air duct.

“Oh... That's... Neat...,” Samuel murmured, concern rife in his face and high-pitched voice. “Note to self: We'll hire outside contractors for air duct maintenance...”

And maybe add an NDA to the hiring process.

Michael sighed heavily, pinching the bridge of his nose with one hand while patting Charlie's reassuring grip on his shoulder with the other. If Ennard said they wouldn't hurt anyone, Michael had to believe them. It wasn't like he had much choice in the matter, anyway...

“...Perhaps we should continue on,” Freddy suggested after a moment of silence, to which the others heartily agreed and began making their way deeper into the basement.

***

Henry heard an approaching commotion in the hallway and had been frantically tidying up his workshop. He'd managed to convince all the kids but Evan and Liz to go play in another room, effectively keeping them out of the way for what was sure to be an interesting visit. The younger Aftons were still nearby in his workshop, yet again playing with the charging pod that served as the place of their father's demise—it seemed like they'd grown attached to the thing in a dark sort of way. As footsteps approached the door, Henry moved to open it. He was initially greeted by Michael's now-smiling face, then Charlie next to him, and just behind them—

“Hi, Sammy,” Henry breathed, his voice mildly choked with emotion at the sight of his son looking quite a bit older than when they'd last met.

Michael turned to place a hand on Sammy's back, still smiling as he proclaimed: “Surprise!”

Samuel's mouth hung open. Him, too? His father's soul must’ve been trapped here since the fire—

It was Sam's wishes that they completely buried the old Diner below the Pizzaplex. A fitting gesture, Sammy thought, as the firemen told him on that fateful night that they never could definitively say they retrieved the remains of Henry's body.

After adjusting his glasses, Samuel would see it wasn't a trick of the light, and that his father was here, tangible—but almost shrouded by a dream-like haze that made Sam squint as he petered forward. Moving towards the old ghost, Sammy wordlessly left Michael's hand to touch the air before falling forward against his father.

“Hey, Dad...,” Sam muttered into Henry's shoulder as he tried his best to keep from shaking.

“Hey,” Henry breathed into Sammy's hair, holding him close. He could feel his son trying hard to keep his emotions in check and was thankful that he could interact with him enough to offer comfort. “I'm sorry I left you without saying goodbye; I'll explain everything when you're ready to hear it, I just... I couldn't bear it if you tried to stop me and got caught up in all of this, too.”

Out of all the Afton and Emily children, Sammy was the only one to make it unscathed past his twenties—physically, at least. Yes, Michael was still around for quite a while after the scooping incident, but it was debatable to call that living... It was a marvel, a blessing, and a curse that Sammy had come out of their traumatic past with his body and mind more or less intact, and Henry knew he couldn't chance that by telling Sam his plan to end William once and for all.

It'd worked out for the better in the end, since William did not disappear as planned from the fire. If Sammy hadn't been around to create the Pizzaplex, William's software would have simply found its way into a different establishment far away from the only ones who could send him to permanent hell. Really, Sammy's decision to make this a “gravesite” for his father was fate at its best.

Sam was content to rest in the strong hold of his dad. It was funny—hugging him always made him feel like a kid, finding the times he’d been hugged the most was when he was young. Henry's embrace was kind and nostalgic; it made him happy. The first time in a long time Sam felt like things were going to be alright, and that he wasn't simply a bobbing head struggling above endless crashing waves.

Sam felt Charlie squeezing in, murmuring, “Hey, scoot over guys...,” as she quietly inserted herself alongside her twin. As Sammy tucked her against him, years of survivor’s guilt and pain were slowly left to be forgotten among William's ashes scattered around the basement.

While Sam and Henry caught up, Freddy noticed the Afton kids and decided to take Gregory over and say hello, giving the newly-reunited family a few seconds of privacy. Gregory was alright with leaving the Emily's to rekindle. After all, his friends were waiting for him! Gregory had a feeling he knew where they were, too. Silver eyes pierced the darkness, scanning watchfully for movement.

“Hey!” he shouted, wondering if they were playing a game as he wandered into the shadows by the charging pod. “Are you guys hiding? Helloooo?”

A set of deep brown eyes peered out of the porthole, watching Gregory stalk closer. Evan sat on Lizzie's shoulders, needing the height boost so they could lay in wait for their prey. They'd hoped to prank Michael first, but Gregory would do just fine. When the boy was close enough, Evan gave the signal by tapping Lizzie's shoulder, prompting her to throw open the charging pod door and burst out with a shriek.

“BOO!” Evan shouted, arms outstretched as the pair landed directly in Gregory's path, Lizzie clutching her brother’s legs so he didn't fall off.

“AHHH!” Gregory let out a short shriek, arms outstretched as he jumped and made this odd, pseudo-karate movement that ended with him lightly ‘chopping’ Liz in the shoulder.

“You guys!” Gregory breathed out, laughing. “You don’t have to scare me every time I come down here!” Though Evan stacked neatly on top of Elizabeth’s shoulders had given him an idea. “…Can I get in on this totem pole?”

With a bright, happy gaze, Elizabeth beamed at him.

“Totally! Climb on up!” she laughed, bracing herself as Gregory attempted to climb both their shoulders.

“Boy did I miss you two,” Henry admitted over by the workbench, then pressed a firm kiss to the tops of his children's heads before finally letting them go. He flashed Charlie a smile before focusing on Sammy, looking him up and down with a hearty chuckle. “Well, well... you're a chip off the old block, huh?”

It was crazy how Sammy mirrored his father more so in the way he held himself than by looks alone. Yes, there was definitely a resemblance between the men, Henry's body now frozen in time a bit closer to Sammy's current age. But Sam also had a bit of Charlie in him, which in turn meant their mother's features showed through as well. Yet to anyone that saw the family together, there would be no mistaking that Henry was indeed Sammy's dad through and through.

“M-Me?” Samuel sounded genuinely surprised at this, sounding nervous and prideful at the same time. “You really think so…?”

Charlie gave her brother a sideways glance, laughing as she asked him: “Sammy, you own a mirror at home, right? Especially with the reading glasses and robotics hobby, man; you're like a mini-Dad.”

“I guess I sort of forgot—it’s been awhile since I’ve had anyone older than me pinching my cheeks and telling me ‘Oh, you look just like your father!’” Sam gave a well-meaning chuckle, fixing the rim of his glasses to adjust from where he'd pressed his face into Henry’s shoulder.

“But you do!” Michael insisted, reenacting Sammy’s words and stepping closer to pinch his cheek with a wicked cackle. “Look at this face!”

“Michael, leave him be!” Henry laughed, playfully smacking the android’s hand away so he couldn’t harass Sammy any further. A far cry from when Mike was young, it was clear that his bothersome actions were only meant in jest.

Sammy’s embarrassment was minimal, though his face grew a wide smirk when Michael pinched his cheeks. He affectionately raised his arm and locked it around the back of Mike’s neck in a playful gesture. There, Samuel would go on to converse and question with his father and completely ignoring the indignant cries of protest from his old friend.

It was odd, reacquainting yourself with people you swore you knew your whole life. For instance, Charlie had been trapped in a puppet for decades—which would’ve been nice to know before Samuel went to make fun of said robot for years after Charlie’s death, cursing its oddly terrifying mask for not saving his sister that fateful day…

While this wholesome emotional bonding was taking place, a more physical display was happening on the other side of the room as Gregory clambered up the Afton kids to complete their totem pole. Using Lizzie’s body as a stable base, Evan helped Gregory get situated on his shoulders, holding his legs just as Lizzie grasped his. Freddy, who’d been watching the trio intently after Gregory’s initial scare, finally stepped in to add his two cents to the situation.

“Please be careful, you three…,” he advised, eyebrows creased in worry as he looked up at Gregory, now towering a few inches above him. Evan had been so focused on scaring and then subsequently helping Gregory, he hadn’t realized the red-headed android was even standing nearby until he spoke up.

“Whoa—Freddy, you look so cool!” Evan exclaimed, instantly recognizing Freddy’s voice despite its lack of mechanical feedback. Evan then flashed Gregory an upside down grin. “So did you guys actually get to leave and hang out somewhere else for a while?”

He figured they must’ve if it took them this long to visit, although the concept of stepping foot outside a Fazbear Entertainment establishment was still foreign to the boy trapped there the longest. As her brother mused on life outside, Liz carefully walked to show off the stack they had going. The android body left Liz with more stability than ever before.

“Dude! We live in a hotel and they have a POOL!” Gregory answered, like it was the coolest thing ever. “And an arcade. Just ask Mike; I kicked his butt at Mortal Kombat!”

He held a sense of pride at this. Michael would need a lot more practice if he wanted to get better than Gregory at fighting games.

Liz would laugh with a snarky, “Oh, I believe it,” as she paraded them slowly towards Freddy’s side. She got a better look at him, and decided his new form suited the robot’s kind and demure attitude.

To Gregory’s credit, Evan did think living in a hotel with those sorts of amenities sounded pretty cool.

“That’s awesome!” he exclaimed, trying to remember what it was like to swim in a pool. Their parents would always take them to the local community one when they could, although summertime with kids out of school also meant a welcome uptick in business for the restaurants.

William had been ecstatic when Michael got old enough to take Liz and Evan by himself, shoving a few extra dollars in the eldest Afton’s pocket to make up for him being appointed babysitter. Smiling at the good memories of hot summer days and ice-cold popsicles, Evan looked over towards his brother. He instantly tensed upon seeing an unfamiliar face, though as he squinted to get a better look he let out a little gasp.

“Is that Sammy?!” he asked incredulously, taking in the similarities between this man and his Uncle Henry. Even before receiving an answer, Evan knew his guess was correct simply based on the equivalent tones of the men’s laughter as they reminisced.

“It is!” Freddy confirmed with a soft smile. He glanced to the group, making sure they’d calmed from their initial meeting before adding: “You should go and say hello. I know he would love to see you both, too.”

“Yeah! Onwards!” Evan commanded, kicking his feet to start Lizzie moving again. Unfortunately this counterbalanced Gregory on his shoulders, but with quick action from Freddy their tower stayed upright and intact. Evan laughed an apology, and then they started the careful walk towards the Emily’s and Michael.

“Woah—” Lizzie gasped, giggling at how old their friend was now. With Freddy’s help, the totem pole made their way to Samuel. The kids called to him, and Gregory waved to garner his attention.

“Sammy Emily!” Elizabeth shouted, making their friend jump.

When he saw the Afton kids stuck in time, it gave Sammy a feeling he couldn’t describe. There was an intense happiness, followed immediately after by a pitting and hollow depression.

Look at how young they were, tortured for years from what he heard of Charlie’s account...

But Sam resigned himself to serenity, as their pain had seemingly ended and the smiles he loved so long ago had returned to their faces.

“Guys—” he replied instinctively, unaware of the tears falling from the corners of his eyes. “—you’re both here!”

And Liz was a lot stronger than he remembered! Though it was owed to the animatronic body she paraded around, he surmised.

“I just can’t seem to get rid of them,” Michael chimed in with a dramatic roll of his eyes, though there was nothing but affection behind his words. He moved forward to disassemble the totem pole when he saw the telltale wobbling of Evan’s bottom lip. Honestly, Mike was amazed his brother hadn’t cried even more during their last few encounters, though he reasoned Evan was probably still getting over the shock of the whole situation just like everyone else. However, now there were all-too-familiar tears running down his face, although this time they were from happiness.

"Sorry, Sammy,” Evan apologized, wiping ectoplasmic snot from his nose and giving Sam a little grin as Mike set him on solid ground. “I-It’s good to see you; Lizzie and I missed you a whole lot!”

Samuel was wiping his cheeks, trying to remove his own evidence of how much he truly missed this little group.

“No! Really, don’t be sorry guys!” he began to say, and when he felt Elizabeth hug his side, he was sure that he was going to burst into his own tears again.

Sam was relieved that despite everything, they weren’t mad he'd survived. He wanted so badly to grow old with those around him, imagining often what they could’ve been if given a chance at life… That was too painful, so instead he focused on the now.

“The only thing you all need to be sorry for is not finding me earlier!” he said, sniffling heavily. “I… I really missed all of you so much. Thank you…”

“No, thank you!” Liz replied, gaining Sam’s full attention. “You built this place; it's like a whole amusement park! Now all the ghosts can actually have fun!”

Liz promised not to mention it, but Cassidy may have been breaking the rules. She was hanging out in the attractions upstairs with the three new kids, but Elizabeth swore she wouldn’t speak a word if no one asked. Still, she assumed Samuel would be fine allowing them to mingle with the regulars upstairs from time to time. After all, they seemed normal enough when you didn’t pay close attention to the wavering outlines of their spectral forms.

“Yeah, this place seems so cool!” Evan agreed, knowing this to be true from the stories both Gregory and Cassidy regaled him with. He also knew Cassidy and the other ghosts probably weren’t supposed to leave the basement… But though Evan might be a scaredy-cat, he wasn’t a snitch.

“Well, maybe one night soon we can take you guys up top,” Michael suggested, looking to Henry and Sam with a raised eyebrow.

“I’m sure we can make something work—if it’s alright with Sammy, of course,” Henry deferred, patting his son’s shoulder. “We'll figure out the details later."

Samuel beamed at this. He could definitely make it work. "All of you are welcome above ground! Please, help yourselves to the attractions and toys.”

No one could complain about that arrangement. Satisfied at the prospect of exploring another time, Evan turned his attention go Gregory. He slipped his hands around Gregory's arm and shook it lightly. “Hey, are you staying for a while? You wanna play together?”

The adults shared a look, before Freddy responded: “Go ahead; we will call you when it is time to leave.”

When they’d collectively given Gregory the permission to hang around, he laced his arm through Evan's. “Let's go!”

Who knew when they were going to cut their meeting short and take Gregory away from his new friends? Lizzie followed where the two boys ran, speeding into the darkness with the energy that only excitable kids like them had.

“And BE CAREFUL, DARN IT!” Charlie called, hoping the voices she heard call back where that of their acknowledgement. The kids must’ve really been itching to hang out together. “That was fast—sorry they didn't stay longer, Sammy!”

Charlie apologized for them, but Sam waved his hand dismissively.

“I'm sure it won't be the last time I see them. Besides, I'm just glad I have you guys to hang out with. Plus—Dad.” Samuel pointed to Freddy and his android form. “I just want to say, this engineering is nearly flawless. How on earth did you achieve all this?!”

Henry gave a hearty laugh and clapped Freddy amiably on the back. The redhead gazed serenely down at the group, looking utterly content now that both families were together again.

“The androids?” Henry began, crossing his arms over his chest. “Those took a lot of time—I still don’t think they’re perfect, but as long as you’re all happy then I suppose I can be as well.” There was a murmuring of acknowledgment from the three robots, to which Henry grinned. “As for Freddy’s personality… that was all you and Mike.”

He hadn’t even fathomed the idea of a throwback 80s Glamrock line of animatronics, but Henry had to admit it was brilliant. Even more so amazing were the robotic AIs themselves; the old mechanic was so curious to see what the others were like without the influence of a human soul. From what he’d heard about them, his awe would likely be on par with how Sam felt about Freddy right now.

“Okay, but seriously, Uncle Henry—these bodies are astounding,” Michael said, his excitement palpable as he was finally able to talk about this topic in depth. “I’m not a huge fan of the bleeding, but I get why you made us that way—it’s to keep all the mechanisms lubricated, right? Less manual oiling of the joints?”

“Correct.” Henry grimaced, remembering the matted crimson state of Michael’s hair the other night. “I wanted to avoid you needing regular touch-ups as much as possible, so I developed the fake ‘blood’. Plus, it adds to the lifelike quality of the skin.”

It was strange for Michael to hear his current body spoken of like a machine, but that’s all it was in the end. Which begged another question that’d been on his mind since the other day: “So… how did you make it so we can eat?”

There was a moment of silence where Henry’s face fell into a confused, slightly mortified expression. As reckless as Michael could be, he thought the eldest Afton would at least have enough sense not to put human food into a robotic body—he’d seen firsthand the damage it’d caused Chica over the years.

“Are... Are you telling me you’ve been eating actual food? As in, the stuff that Sammy needs to live?!” Henry eventually asked, looking to Charlie for clarity.

Charlie shared a look between her friends before slowly glancing back towards her dad.

“Y... Yes?” she answered, unsure if that was a bad thing or not. “We had hot wings yesterday—are we not supposed to be eating?”

Well, now Charlie was somewhat worried about the quality and conditions of their new bodies. Should they mess them up somehow, Charlie would hate to have to put Michael or herself back into the character vessels or free-floating ether; not when they only had a touch of freedom and happiness. And last thing she wanted is to walk around and smell of rotting food or breakdown in front of someone... Surely that would be traumatizing for anyone to witness.

“I mean—why else would you give us taste buds?” she continued, looking to Freddy and Michael, wanting to make sure it wasn't just her who was able to savor the deliciousness of their food from the other day.

Henry opened his mouth to protest that he did no such thing, but the looks on Charlie and Michael’s faces gave him pause. He glanced at Freddy, noting the same expression of confusion creasing his brows.

“Freddy… did you eat something, too?” Henry asked incredulously.

“Yes; I had a cheeseburger with all the fixin’s,” the former animatronic replied honestly. “But if it is any consolation, I do not feel any distress from consuming physical matter as I did in my old body.”

There had been only one time Freddy was persuaded to try a slice of pizza when in his original form. In a rare moment of everyone ganging up against their band leader, Roxy, Chica, and Monty wouldn’t give Freddy a second of peace until they’d all taken at least one bite of the greasy pie. Freddy had regretted it instantly, feeling the heavy wrongness of a foreign object trying to work its way through his inner mechanics. However, he hadn’t felt anything like that when consuming the burger—in fact, he’d felt unexpectedly satisfied.

“…Huh.” Henry took off his glasses and wiped the lenses on his shirt, trying to fathom what the hell was happening. “I think, as per usual, there are things going on here far out of my control… I’d prefer to check one of you out to make sure nothing’s messing with your systems, but if everything looks good after that I suppose you can indulge every once in a while…”

“I volunteer to be examined,” Freddy offered, raising a hand and flashing the group a reassuring smile. “I am used to having technicians working around my internal mechanisms.”

He certainly wasn’t about to subject Michael and Charlie to being opened up so Henry could root around in their stomachs—they’d been through enough traumatic events already.

“Thanks, Freddy; can you hang back for a little bit whenever you all decide to go upstairs again?” Henry asked, patting Freddy’s shoulder appreciatively. The redhead nodded, trusting Michael and Charlie to watch over Gregory while they were apart.

Now more than ever did Henry resemble a doctor as opposed to a mechanic. Maybe it just seemed that way to Charlie due to their recent re-personification. Whatever the reason, Charlie smiled despite the worry that something may be wrong with their inner cogs and mechanisms. She absently laid a hand over her stomach, thoroughly investigating the robot's idle hard drive for errors. With nothing out of the ordinary popping out at her, she hoped if something was wrong, it was just a minor issue.

Samuel, who’d been intently listening to their experiences, had perked up at the chance to witness the inner workings of these robots.

“Would you mind if I stay behind, too?” Samuel wondered curiously. He didn't know how secretive Henry was about his creations nowadays, but Samuel was hoping to create more realistic human characters in the future.

“I do not have an issue with that,” Freddy readily agreed. Since the day he was powered on he’d been subjected to hundreds of tests and safety checks of varying levels of invasiveness, both planned and at random. Freddy was used to this sort of attention from multiple people at a time, so having Sammy tag along was nothing he hadn’t experienced before. Besides, Freddy would never deny his creators the opportunity to work with him if they thought it best—though it was certainly nice of Henry and Sammy to ask first.

“I don’t either,” Henry assured, wrapping an arm around Sammy’s shoulders. He beamed with paternal pride, excited to see how his son would respond to such an advanced machine. Hell, he’d even be willing to let Sammy fiddle with anything that needed adjustment, if he was up for it.

And Freddy, too—Henry had to remind himself that the former bear was basically a human now, and though he was blessed with an amenable personality, he still deserved the right to his own free will.

“I… think I’ll sit this one out, if that’s cool,” Michael said quietly, his face a mixture of tentative intrigue. Yes, he definitely wanted to see how these bodies worked, just… not right now. Thinking of what else they could do while Freddy was incapacitated, he recalled Sammy mentioning there was one more animatronic up and running besides Monty. “Maybe Charlie and I can take Gregory to visit the Daycare? If he’s willing to go without his dad, of course.”

Michael gave a soft laugh, glancing to where the kids had long-since disappeared into the darkness to play.

Charlie smiled at this. She’d almost forgot they still needed to visit the sunny Daycare attendant. She felt bad for leaving the freshly-made friend in there to the proverbial wolves and wanted check up on them. With Moon certainly having calmed down with the removal of that nasty glitch, Charlie could finally get his perspective on the situation, too.

“Great idea! Gregory—time to go!” Charlie turned towards the diner, cupping her hands around her mouth. “Gregory! Where are you, buddy?”

After a moment of no response, she bit her lip and began worrying the faux skin around her nailbeds. “Uh—Mike, I think that's our cue to start looking for him.”

While the threat of Gregory dying was severely lessened, he could still get hurt. So Charlie would always worry about her little brother to some extent.

“I’m telling you—those two are double trouble! And don't get me started on Lizzie…,” Michael muttered, shoving his hands in his pockets as he moved towards the darkness. “Gregory, where’d you guys run off to?”

“We’ll hang tight until you find them,” Henry said, shifting his weight to slouch casually to one side. He wasn’t very concerned with Gregory getting hurt, for he knew as long as the kids stayed in the designated area he’d told them to stay in, they shouldn’t come across anything that could potentially cause harm. Whether they would actually listen to Henry’s instructions was another story entirely, though… So he thought it best to stick around just in case.

Freddy remained by Henry’s side, though he did call out for his son in hopes that his voice might prompt Gregory to respond more than his older brother’s did. “Alright, superstar, it is time to go!”

Little did they know that Gregory and the others had taken to exploring the very site of Henry and Michael's last business venture: the burned down diner that managed against all odds to stay standing after nearly seven years of disrepair. Liz had shown them the way back inside, and together they’d been going through old photos hanging on the wall, vintage posters whose images all but faded from heat exposure.

Liz wanted to show Gregory where Puppet—the real Puppet—had been staying. She was right where they expected, hanging off the lip of the opened top of the scorched, oversized gift box. From there, Puppet watched the kids play inside the grody old dining area, content to let them explore to their hearts' content under her observant eye.

“Did you guys hear something?” Gregory asked when Freddy’s baritone voice just barely penetrated the old walls. Before he knew it the Puppet was behind him, scooping him up and gently carrying him towards the back entrance.

“Awh,” Liz fretted, throwing a rubber ball in a rebellious manner against an already cracked photo. “You have to leave already?”

Puppet offered her a shrug; she didn't make the rules. Carting Gregory off, she simply motioned for Liz and Evan to follow her out of the diner.

“There you are!” Michael exclaimed as the kids appeared back in the workshop. He snickered at the grumpy pout on Gregory's face from being unceremoniously carried away from his exploring. When he was finally set down, the android ruffled Gregory's hair. “Sorry to spoil the fun, kid. Your dad and Sammy are hanging out with Henry for a little bit, so Charlie and I are taking you to visit the Daycare—that cool with you?”

“I wanna go, too...,” Evan muttered.

“Soon—I promise!” he reassured with a grin, which seemed to satisfy Evan well enough.

“See you around, Gregory!” Evan wrapped his arms around his doppelgänger in the briefest bear hug, squeezing him tight before moving to embrace Michael's legs.

Mike smiled at the affection, and when Evan moved onto Charlie the eldest Afton quickly pulled Elizabeth into a side-hug as well. Before she could protest, he raised a fist and rubbed his knuckles against her head with a cackle, causing her already-curly hair to frizz every which way. “I've been waiting so long to do that again! HA!”

“Mike, you're a terror—let her go,” Henry chided with a roll of his eyes, feeling like no time had passed at all from when the Aftons were kids. Honestly, their whole interaction was kind of endearing.

Liz gritted her teeth and groaned at the sensation of knuckles being harshly dragged across her scalp. These robot bodies felt like an extension of her soul—the odd feeling had not escaped her. Though she smiled as soon as it was done. As much as Michael's torture hadn't been exactly missed, it was his charm that Liz felt like she had gone without for so many years.

“Oh, you're so going to get it later...,” Elizabeth warned, and fairly so. The next time Mike came for his siblings, there’d be a prank most foul waiting for him.

It wasn't long before the Puppet found Charlie, climbing up her leg and arm to hang around her shoulders. Charlie closed her eyes and hugged the musty old robot, feeling like she was embracing both her childhood doll and house at the same time.

“Hey—it’s okay, I’m here,” she soothed, sensing Puppet had been missing her by the strain of those noodle-like arms around her. So focused on comforting, Charlie hardly even noticed the little green bangle Puppet slipped over her wrist once more. Clearly, Henry had removed it from its cherished place around the endoskeleton spine when patching up the old bot.

When his little siblings' attention had been diverted to another round of stretched-out goodbyes, Mike stepped close to Charlie and the now tightly-wrapped Puppet. He offered the animatronic a smile, shoving his hands in his pockets. It was weird to see the robot and Charlie separated—even after being with Charlie's android for days on end, Michael still associated her soul with the creation designed to protect her.

“Don't worry,” he began, watching the stoic mask turn to him. The Puppet's eyes were nothing but hollow black holes, the pinprick light that marked Charlie's soul well and truly gone. Perhaps a bit more perceptive than before, she was just a robot once again—but a damn good one, that's for sure. “We're taking care of Charlie. She's got so many people to look after her now—she'll be lucky to get out of our sight for a few minutes.”

His laugh was a bit subdued, unsure if the Puppet would appreciate such humor; he couldn't even remember her original personality except for her tendency to follow Charlie around incessantly and occasionally hand out presents to excitable kids.

As Michael spoke, Puppet sought no comfort. In fact, she was comforting Charlie like a crying child, gently stroking her dark hair with a plush, spindly hand.

However, the Marionette remembered Michael well. She recalled everything he’d done—and the things she and Charlie had done to him.

After nuzzling Charlie's cheek with a matronly sort of affection, Puppet reached out, now transferring onto Michael's shoulders in greeting him. She raked her fingers through his hair, examining his face and committing it to memory.

Michael, she remembered, not William.

After patting his cheek softly, she climbed down and silently crawled to Henry, Sam, and the Afton kids, arms silently raised for one of them to pick her up. Puppet was a simple AI that’d been exposed for far too long to a human’s soul. Her feelings were just as indistinguishably real as Freddy's now, though she had no means to articulate it well without a real voice of her own. Though she had a voice box, she hadn't actually been given speech to go along with; the only sound it could emit was the melody from her turnkey music box. It was Charlie's voice that came through, never more evident than now as she slunk silently across the floor. Funny enough, she ignored Freddy completely—though Puppet saw the bear as a friend now, her facial recognition software hadn't registered who the redhead was yet.

“Wow, Charlie,” Gregory said, realizing where she'd gotten her nervous habit of needing to know where he was all the time. “You said that's your animatronic?”

“Yep!” Charlie answered with a sense of glee and pride. “I designed her when I was very young.”

Samuel felt a twinge of pain at the sight of the Marionette—how she recognized him and immediately scampered for the Emilys’ affection. However, he wasn't one to pull the attention to himself for such menial discomfort. He remembered particularly how bad he felt for telling Charlie when they were young how creepy her robot was.

Why did he have to be such a cruel kid?

“Hey there,” Henry murmured, lifting Puppet into his arms and allowing her to cling just as she had to Charlie and Michael. He gently patted her back, feeling the tension in Puppet's wires from moving around instantly relax as she registered him as both her creator and Charlie's father. “I told you she'd come back for you, didn't I? Stop worrying.”

Repairing the Puppet had been Henry's top priority after William's defeat. He'd been itching to get the robot fixed up ever since Charlie transferred bodies, but he'd had other things to focus on at the time—besides, he didn't want to risk her getting more damaged when she inevitably jumped in the crossfire to try and save Charlie like she'd failed to do that rainy night so long ago. It hadn't taken much to get the Puppet back in commission, being one of the more simplistic models. As soon as she rebooted and started to look around, Henry realized she was in a similar state to Freddy: much too aware of her surroundings for a simple robot.

It made total sense, though. If Freddy had gained sentience from Michael's comparatively short influence, surely the Puppet was alive after being bonded to Charlie for so long. The one thing Henry regretted was not programming her with a voice of her own, but they'd managed to figure out how to communicate just fine and she'd been content to rest in her oversized gift box until Charlie's return.

After a moment, Henry felt a small presence next to him. Looking down, he saw Evan smiling up at him, gently tapping the Puppet's spindly leg as he told her: “I'm super glad you're back online; you and Charlie helped us so much...”

He'd already expressed his gratitude when Henry reintroduced them, but Evan felt the need to remind Puppet that he recognized that it hadn't just been Charlie watching over him and the other kids all this time.

Charlie felt some semblance of pride in the work she'd done with the Marionette. As the Puppet clung to Henry, she reached down and excitably mussed up Evan's hair, softly tussling it between her hands. Lizzie got the same treatment upon her standing next to them.

By her own, the Puppet seemed to be just as friendly and affectionate as Charlie, likely picking up her affinity for the Afton siblings as a result of Charlie's love for them. After clocking Samuel’s vague reluctance to acknowledge her, Puppet gave him a brief pat to the shoulder before slipping down from Henry's hands.

“What do you think, Sammy?” Charlie asked, beaming at the well-deserved attention her old friend was receiving. “I was thinking Puppet would fit right in at the Daycare, or even the game counter in the arcade! She does need a good home and all...”

“O-oh!” Samuel registered the fact that Charlie would want the animatronic well taken care of. Though every time he looked at the thing it gave him flashbacks to finding his sister blue faced and long dead in an alleyway— “Maybe! Maybe I-I could... I could see what space I can work out for her! Yeah...”

“If I may put in my two cents,” Freddy spoke up, slightly raising a hand to get the group's attention. “I believe the Puppet would be a perfect addition to the Daycare. She and Sun would get along wonderfully, and I am sure he would appreciate an extra set of hands.”

Henry and Michael nodded in agreement. If there was anyone in the Pizzaplex that knew how animatronic personalities would mesh together, it was certainly Freddy Fazbear. He got the most exposure to everyone, and as a natural leader always made sure to pay attention to how his fellow robots got along—favorably or otherwise. Though no one outright disliked each other, there were clear lines between personalities that made it so some characters simply wouldn't do as well with others for an extended period of time. Sun, with his bright, bubbly demeanor, got along with everyone to an extent... but he could certainly be a lot. If the Puppet by her lonesome was anything like Charlie, Freddy could already tell that she and Sun would become fast friends—and Moon as well, by extension.

“Speaking of the Daycare...,” Michael prompted, raising an eyebrow to Charlie. “We should get moving so these three can have a chat.” Out of the corner of his eye caught Evan gearing up to ask something, and before the boy uttered a syllable Michael added: “It's boring work stuff—trust me, you don't want to stay with them. How about you and Liz go find the other kids and play with them for a while? I promise we'll stop by again before we leave!”

“Yeah! Come on, Evan! Leave the boring work stuff to the boring adults!” Lizzie snagged her younger brother’s hand, sticking out her tongue at Mike and Charlie. Feigning offense, Charlie touched a hand to her chest.

“—Liz I am hurt. So hurt I'm going to go play video games upstairs,” she said with a faux-snobby tone, as if said to one-up her friend. Liz blew a raspberry at her before imparting a hug to her, pulling a laugh from Charlie. “We'll be back tomorrow!”

Puppet immediately went back to hanging onto Charlie, having silently and almost undetectably snuck over her shoulders again. Looking to the newest addition to their crew, Charlie told the young boy: “Say goodbye to Freddy, Gregory! He's gonna get a little checkup from Doc Emily.”

Bouncing back to Freddy, Gregory would give him a quick hug, unsure how long this apparent checkup would take. “Later, Dad! Love you.”

“I love you, superstar; have fun!” Freddy replied, squeezing Gregory back with a smile. After a few more goodbyes were exchanged and it was agreed Sammy would call when he and Freddy were done, Mike slipped his hand into Gregory's and led the way out of the basement.

“I guess you're coming with us for a bit, huh?” he asked, glancing side-long at the Puppet were she hung off Charlie. The animatronic slowly turned to face him and gave a short nod, causing Michael to chuckle. “That's fine! We can introduce you to Sun right now, then—or, reintroduce, I guess.”

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(going to be tagging this as ruin spoilers but please dont comment any spoilers because we're not actually done with all the game. We've gotten 2/3 endings and are working towards the secret ending where you have to find hidden cameras while also replaying and seeking out the secrets we missed. This is seriously just insane ramblings aimed at no one i just need to get my thoughts out and suggest u scroll past.)

I seriously like. Am struggling to figure out the whole plot of ruin in an analytical story timeline sense. No i do not read or care about fan theories, i interpret the game and the lore by playing it and looking at all the clues myself thank you very much, so my interpretation of the lore is. different from most fans (you have to consider: very autistic, fnaf a Huge special interest for me. So when i analyze lore, i analyze as much as i can, every single secret. And i feel like a lot of people Miss main lore secret plot points. Im not trying to be a contraian, id love for the fans to have good theories. But like 70% of the time they dont. Or theyre dumb lil kids who blindly listens to mat pat)

my interpretation of sb is different from most fans and theories (mostly because I actually take help wanted and ar into account and can like. Use my brain to understand the differences between the vanessas (there are two. The murderer vanny, who we play as in help wanted, is referred to in ar, and is the one in the therapist tapes) and vanessa the nightguard, who's COMPLETELY unrelated and just an innocent nightguard who happens to have the same name and face as vanessa murderer (though it is also possible to me that like. Murderer vanessa chose to try to look more like nightguard vanessa in an attempt to shift the blame of her crimes, but we dont know this for sure.)and i dont think the therapist tapes are two different people because thats STUPID and it obviously is murderer vanessa (people just. Cannot possibly understand that a person being possessed by an entirely different entity might have changes in her prrsonality. Or that a person with anxiety might have something similar to selective mutism or at the VERY least: troubles speaking because of said murderer in her brain)

ANYWAYS THATS A HUGE ASS TANGENT. MY MAIN THOUGHTS AS OF PLAYING RUIN RN (Please dont spoil things for me im not completely done) is that mainly: i dont know who is speaking to us or who mimic is.

There may be two different people communicating with us with the vanni network (as evidenced by helpi changing eye colors and how like. Some of the motives seem conflicting?) Initially i was like "oh its glitchtrap or williams spirit or something." But that doesnt make any sense because glitchtrap gets Trapped and is worked against.

Even tho that was my first thought: i dont think mimic is burntrap, or william, or glitchtrap. But i dont know what it is, because there are no other obvious characters that it could be in mind (tho since its michaels old fnaf 6 restaurant theyre in, and we saw the blob down there, god knows it could be any number of old ass animatronics or spirits)

Another very fuckin obvious thought is: hey where the fuck is vanny. With the whole mask mechanic, the plot revolving around glitchtrap, ect, you THINK we'd see her st least once. And though she has a cameo in the bad ending which is clearly a vision/fantasy/trick, she doesnt actually appear. The INSTANT That we started this game i speculated: is she talking through helpi? The yellow eyes reminded me of an early sb teaser artwork where we see a close up of a vanessas face with striking, yellow eyes, and i was never sure the significance of that... But i dont think its related at all, as mimic seems to be the one speaking when helpi has yellow eyes. Is mimic related to vanny somehow? I wouldnt assume so.

Whats weird about vanny not being there is it makes it seem like shes not carrying out glitchtraps bidding, which is odd. Dont y'all come at me with that "Gregory helped her!" Crap, the burntrap ending is the canon ending so that never happened. It makes sense for her to be against him (shes never really been on her side, shes the RELUCTANT follower. She explicitly does not want to do any of the horrible shit, but shes beinf forved to) but i just. Gahh i cant figure it out

I WILL figure it out just you wait. I will figure out what my interpretation of the lore as so good as soon as I finish the game just you wait

#fnaf spoilers #ruin spoilers

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Watching Nimona: Spoilers (+Weird Thing I do Alone or With Family)

Sometimes when a gay scene comes on during like a movie (note I’m Bi Saying this) I actively try to emulate a homophobic recoil despite the fact most of my family knows I’m Bi already. Sometimes When I’m alone I simulate/play act my take on a theortical bigotted reaction too just to see how that’d go down..............Its a very weird brain thing Which I’m not sure is conditioning or just a strange cope trying to process this bizarre world covered in nonsensical bigotry.....Maybe its both......I just started watching Nimona btw.

Note: Netflix Times

8:13 GOT, OH NAH WHATS IN THE SWORD?!?!?!?!?

WHAT THE HELLLLLL!!!!!!!!!~~~~ Ain’t NO WAYYYY~~y~~y~y~y!

10:39 That....I hate How the Pupils Don’t Move so Much

11:43 Yaassss We Love Our Terrorist Queens!!!!!!

12:55 Thats a good ass cut away gag.

14:09 The Profiling is actually extraordinary. Also I hate when stuff like this happens. Unless shes the villain or some shit it ain’t make no sense to not investigate that at all.

16:20 Reminds me of that time shrek and donkey beat the shit outta all them knights in the ring.

18:30 I like this track. If the rest of this movie is going to be like rock in the ost that’d be something I might have to go back to.

22:17.....Thats.....So On the Nose.......

25:18

???????????????????????????????

26:03 Nah She The Main Villain Bro. I ain’t Like the Way These Lines Being Delievered Rn.

29:40 George Michael? also that sax segment in the song is the magic of steve gregory apparently. No Idea who that was before googling, but theres a fun little fact for you via my curiousity.

33:20 WOW THAT IS SO ON THE NOSE!...........See I normally don’t care and being honest right now don’t even really care all that much as I’m still largely enjoying the movie overall. It just feels like.........There is a more provoking way I feel in which this theming can be carried out that’d feel less like being bashed in the head repeatedly by someone yelling “THEME! THEME!”. Like.......It takes me out of it somewhat, because I know there has to be a more graceful way to deliver the same point.

34:18

Nimona “leading me to a Wishing well”

Ballister “ A Wishing Well?! How did You Know it Was Just a Regular Well?”

Nimona “do you want to tell my story for me?”

That transaction I like. I do appreciate the lining and framing of ignorance here.....Actually Maybe this is the right amount of non subtly and I just need to give it time. I get that the story is trying to set up the narrative that even within the realm of outcast there is ignorance and a lack of understanding of one another its just......It feels forced somewhat. Like Ballister needs to be ignorant over very dumb things so the story can draw out its theme and while it in itself speaks to reality it just....Bothers me how much the writing is really trying to gun it without like....any extra sauce to it. Feels too easy a Road.

35:03

“When them Vamps Outside lil Bitch You Better Be Ready.”

“When them Guns Outside lil Bitch You Better Be Ready.”

37:39

41:28 “who would protect Todd!??!” I love that line reading.

42:13 I want to say I knew it like I’m smart, but that was so obvious. also DAMN this nigga Down Bad as Hell.

43:12 Nigga Got the Dick All in his Mouth “Shaboing Boing” type beat......Also tell me if I’m out of bounds, but it feels weird the lack of dichotomy there is with race. It feels like its aligning towards like....the lgbt and racial things mixing in a blind way I don’t like seeing in real life as a thought process other people have, because it doesn’t hold any sort of intersectionality in regards to the split in these concepts. Like trans people equating their struggle and identity as exact equivalents to black struggles and black identity. It feels.....eh put simply....but idk what I am suppose to expect. Theres the

1. discomfort of like having to address that as white writers.

2. A slightly higher degree of space management trying to wedge that between everything else thematically.

3. Seemingly Utopian-esque Environment in which such issues can be thrown into the hole of nonexistent/unexplored world building and ambiguousness.

.....Part of me wants to call it a tall order and off target, but another part of me just wants to say like “Get Better at Writing” kinda......But I’m not a writer and I don’t know if the white to minority ratio in that writing room would make any sort of execution of such Good or valuable to any degree So I’ll just shut up on it for now as I am clearly talking out of my boundaries a little without enough knowledge to make a truly proper deduction...........

44:47 This is a Really Good Scene/Moment no Funny Shit.

49:38...You know....I just don’t like how obvious the framing is; taking in what i’ve watched so far. Its like less a matter of it being a bad thing inherently as much as it is an annoying thing to just kinda deal with throughout the film for me.

Like....In the scene at 44:47 it felt more to the point with observable layers of depth just paying attention throughout the movie you can pick up on along the way all aligning to the topic/issue of “the model Minority”. Its a more neatly put together trodden piece of text/commentary. With Nimona She has good set up just within the world around her, but it feels so....unserious when they’re trying to push the trans allegory, because it feels so just....summoned for the theme rather than comfortably integrated within more of the dialogue or actual events. The same with like......The confusion Ambrosius has when he sees ballister with some random girl (Nimona). “You’re Evil AND BI!?!??!?!” It just.....Doesn’t Feel smooth in a way that is continuously noticeable throughout the movie in certain areas...at least for me.....

Though of course there are like Cool Moments like 44:47 and 34:18

Theres just what I feel to be an inconsistency in the quality of the deliverance of certain points per-say. Like “Is that it” is a common sentiment, but I might just be greedy with what I want from this 1 and a half hour animated film so Once again I’ll shut up on it, because I’m not sure if I’m being just reasonably opinionated and critical or Picky and ignorant. Its blurred to a point I need it to just sit a little so my actual problems can become a tad more clear.........Plus I haven’t even finished the movie lol.

52:53

“We’re Going to Kill The Director of the Institution Ballister.”

53:44

oh nah, Here She Go Going into Her evil Back Story and Shit.

55:34 THEY GOT HER ASS HAHAHAHAHAHA

58:35 This going too well.....Also Conservative Director Apologist have to be going off in this universe if that video got that wide spread. Gnome Rogan and Mage Milo of yianiaus have to be Going Off in the mythical underworld of twattorium.

1:00:40 DRAKEN!?!?!?!?!?

1:02:50 ??????????????????????????????

1:04:56 ........I’m actually annoyed. Just TALK nigga damn......I hate movies making things more aggro than they need to be to progress the story.

“You’re a Ni-”

That woulda been a very different movie.

1:05:25 “Your Doors Broken”

1:09:05 What the fuck???? Yo??? These Villagers aren’t shit (Takes a minute) ah I get it now.

1:10:02 YOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!! HA, She Really Said “Die Monster!” She a Whole Belmont fr.

1:19:20 ................She a Whole Shooter.

End

wow..........They almost had me. I woulda been actually upset as fuck if thats how they ended it..........7/10. Pretty Good Movie. All the iks I have are like....Minor mostly and overall I had a fun time. Good Watch.

#spoilers #Nimona

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The fact that Gregory is in "deeper than they seem" and "Not as deep as they seem" LMAO, security breach being vague af is the main responsible.

I have so many questions about Gregory, but it ALL could also be misunderstanding.

Why was he in the pizzaplex in the first place? He doesn't know Vanessa is Vanny, why does he distrust her so much? Why did he go to Freddy and hide there despite knowing it wasn't the safest option? How ? His first priority is survival, but he cares enough about the missing children to risk his life, why? Probably homeless, is he an orphan?

"You are broken" WHAT WAS THAT ABOUT

AHAH yeahhhh gregory is a really in depth character in this comic but also for different reasons then I think most of yall are expecting. And also he's like 12 so he's not actually that deep. Its not suppost to be vauge he's just a lil goofy and a mixed bag lol

And SAME but like, thats why im making the comic. Putting my own spin on things and also being a Dumbass Shipper.

I hate that william didn't just die so if william didn't die then I get to at least take and bring michael back too.

And I dunno but I have my own personal ideas about the "you are broken" line lol.

#birdieghostalks #ask #answer #anon #gregory fitz afton au #it runs in the family

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I just wanted to say that I love your "You will never be alone again" story! It is amazing, and chapter 8 the other night was amazing! I do wonder though, how is Vanessa going to cover all of this up like she did with all the other incidents? Also, I imagine that the next time Freddy gets shut down after Gregory's injury, he may get a memory/nightmare of Evan's death because they look so similar, and he'll wake up in a panic. Thoughts?

First of all, I'm really glad you love my fic! I was very unsure about posting it in the first place when I started, since it was just a thing for myself, but seeing it actually do well makes me very happy. Also glad you enjoyed the new chapter too, since I was especially intimidated by writing it :D

Now, sorry I took a while to respond, but I had to take some time to think over the ask as I admittedly didn't think over the exact details concerning your first question xD

This is gonnabe a lil long

On Vanessa covering the stuff up, I don't think I will go into detail all too much in the fic itself, so I'm not really gonna hold back onthis one.

I feel like the easiest excuse for her to make would be a partial truth. Since we know the animatronics behaved erratically before this night, like Roxy standing in front of the carts(with something similar to the nights event happening to her before, with a very similar result), Chica eating garbage and Monty falling off the catwalks, let's just say "there was some system-wide glitch which resulted in a couple of accidents" or the like. They sure will be surprised Monty of all of them is unscathed tho xD As for the S.T.A.F.F. bot graveyard and Freddy's condition it could also be attributed to that same thing. these bots don't have a good AI so could end up bugging even worse than the Glamrocks if that makes sense. She could spin some lie that because of that they stopped seeing her as the guard and confused her for an intruder, and and Freddy just tried to protect her or something. And, lastly, Gregory being in the Plexand on cameras. Ness would have to erase the footage, of course, so he doesn't get in trouble, and chalk it up to data corruption cuz of that same system-wide glitch. That's it unless I'm forgetting something.

And on the last thought, I feel like getting a nightmare of the same or similar nature is inevitable, pretty much. Evan's death was a very tragic event very important to Michael's character and his story. I don't think he ever got over the fact he pretty much killed his own brother, it's not something that can just be forgotten. With how much of a defining moment it was in his life, and with how closely Gregory resembles Evan, some nightmare or flashback of sorts is bound to happen. That's all I'll say here, though :)

Thank you for asking your questions again, really appreciate it <3

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Music Man deserves a lil buddy like the others.

[Photo ID: A small, white animatronic is sized up to fit the picture. The design is shown by a Gacha Club edit. Her hair is curly and pushed out of her face, not including a part covering an eye and stopping at her chin. Her eyebrows and clown nose is magenta while her lipstick and blush is a sea-green. The blush is just two circles where her cheeks are, not blended.

She has an inhuman amount of eyeshadow with silver eyeshadow stopping at her eyebrows. Around her neck is a yellow simple choker. She’s wearing a black puffy dress, lace at the bottom of the skirt stopping at her knees. The left sleeve is folded up at the end, going down 3/4ths of the way. The right sleeve is puffy, stopping a bit above the elbow. Over the top of the dress is a sea-green crop top that is sliding down one shoulder, mimicking the 80’s style. Scattered randomly on the crop top are black stars.

At the back of the dress, where the skirt part starts, is a big magenta bow. Her right arm is folded against her stomach carrying a brown bag with a small desgin on it. Around her wrist are two thin magenta bracelets. The design on the bag is in all pink, showing a Glamrock Chica head. The text on the bag states ‘F.F. Mega Pizza Plex’. Her other hand is up and out beside her, mimicking a waitress. She’s holding a light grey plate with an unknown red, green, and brown food on it.

She’s frozen in a walking position, left leg lifted above the right as if she’s going to take a step. She has on tights, making her legs appear light grey. In a slightly darker grey are stars scattered in them. She’s wearing magenta high heels. In her hair is a yellow flower bud with 12 leaves going up the side of her head. Starting from the bud the leaves repeat in a pattern, going 2, 1, 2, 1 until they run out.

On the rest of the picture, on a dull purple solid background, is text. At the top is “Mellow” written out bigger then the rest of the text below it, alternating colors. It goes yellow, white, black, yellow, white, black. Below that is facts about Mellow written out, color alternating in yellow, white, and black per fact for most. The expectation is in last one, the color changing after the comma.

The text reads in black “She was destined to be a waitress in the DJ area.” Although destined is a typo. It should of said designed. “She was abandoned before being completely programmed.” Is in white and “She would of been able to sing along to MM’s (Music Man’s) songs” in yellow.

Once again in black, the next fact says “She can’t see but can hear better and focus hearing to a specific person/people.” The last fact in the picture starts in white with “She is a personal project of an employee that wanted Music Man to have a friend,” and changes to yellow when saying “but they were fired before she was finished.”

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One of my favorite headcannons is that Michael Afton built Sun & Moon.

I like to think that he designed all of the glamrocks, but those two? He built them with his own decayed hands.

A bonus is if he built them with his siblings in mind. Oh, Elizabeth was wanting to play with animatronics? Sun is designed to play with kids!

C.C had nightmares? Moon helps kids fall asleep and protects them from nightmares! Could also include Charlie due to their similar build to the Puppet.

I have absolutely no evidence for this headcannon, I just have always adored it. Plus we know that Michael would 100% make them child safe. (And that Fazbear Entertainment would ruin that.) But they are the only animatronics to consistently watch over kids so somethings different...

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If Michael was just a soul in Security Breach- no possession. Just a soul- then he would 1000% watch over the Daycare areas.

Like maybe he stays behind the security desk in the play area unless it's naptime. Maybe he watches over Kids Cove. Maybe he lurks in the Theater.

Because let's be honest. William Afton targets kids, and Michael knows this. And while there are a lot of kids in the Pizzaplex, the Daycare is the prime location for William.

I mean, Sun and Moon are in one body watching over how many kids? And the security there probably wouldn't like them, especially with how nervous Sun is when you go behind thr desk.

So I feel like Michael would watch over the Daycare. But not in an obvious way? He would lurk unless a kid tries leaving or goes behind the desk.

34 notes - Posted December 5, 2022

Headcannon that Michael Afton just casually clings to people.

Like, he'll put his arms crossed on somebody's head and just rest his head on his arms. Or he'll wrap his arms around somebody's neck from behind, or just lean against them.

Michael isn't aware he does his, it just happens naturally. Maybe it's a habit from childhood? Or he picked it up from somebody else?

36 notes - Posted November 23, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

As much as I love GlamMike, there's an issue with it that needs to be addressed.

Glamrock Freddy does not match Michael Afton's personality.

In the Survival Logbook, Michael is shown to be a sarcastic and grumpy person, who is absolutely on board for destroying animatronics.

Glamrock Freddy, however, is a kind and caring individual who doesn't want Gregory to destroy his friends.

(Plus let's be real. Just from Gregory seeing Vanny after the daycare? Mike wouldn't be denying it, he would be burning the place down or breaking the door open to get Gregory out.)

Unfortunately, their personalities are opposites. And while you can say that it's because Gregory and C.C look alike, that doesn't mean Mike would suddenly not be on board to destroy killer robots.

I'm always up for ignoring cannon and doing what you want, but unfortunately GlamMike isn't looking to be cannon for Security Breach. Maybe he's the Blob, idk.

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pixlokita · 8 months

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Oh yea small not on your small art style shift in the last two pages!!! I mentioned before I adore how you draw Gregory(the bean!!! And his hair ehehe cute), and I absolutely love Evan as well(also bean!!!! wanna hug him so bad), and on the newest page I really love the way you drew Henry as well(he really does look like Santa, very comforting seeming in appearance, and the small details that changed in him since his last appearance really suit him!), but like, Michael tho!!!! His general face proportions n everything just got a lil squished and changed, not by an awful lot or anything but noticeable enough, and his eyes look bigger and everything and I'm just really enjoying that hehxhejdjw He looks adorable like that :DDD

Honestly tho now whenever I try to imagine teenage Mike, your style n way of drawing him is the mental image that appears in my mind first and I cannot shake it ^^"

Anyway yea I just can't stop gushing over your art style it lives in my head now <3

Thank you ;0; heck yeah gotta make everyone squishy ;w;💖 gotta make them cute xD I was worried because people said they looked older and that was not on purpose but thankfully making everyone round helped :’v ✨💖💖

#Pix answers #fnaf

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