Breezing Brooke Street
6:38 PM
Waking time: none
Date: May 16
Sprung up upon the street, the sun was becoming longer by the day and such chirps of the bluejays were sprinkled towards the daylight. Hidden pink clouds would come above the towns and cities around the state, begging individuals to take in such air and breeze, to take on the day like any other. Faith of the world's warmth was coming upon faster than a human's blink. Spring was surely something special to everyone if they wish to take a sniff in a floral scent, or a walk down the nearest comfort sidewalk. How about a trip to a park from an early memory? Or a safe trudge down a brisk fountain or body of water close to your heart's wanted space. Any place on earth could provide such beauty if one can obtain for the rest to continue the same role. Them as independent people or some bring forth a finger with tea to the cup, Spring is the same when treated fair. From heart to soul, season to globe, before the day to night, it's a clock's way of moving forward to a brand new start.
The front lawns of every home was caught to a space where every piece of sunshine can rest itself to grow more in. Mostly to say, the air was being very polite to the people along the road and boarded avenue just down the main road from the city.
The house stood still with varieties of flowers becoming fertile from the grounds planted by Toy Bonnie herself. her alongside with Nightmare Bonnie made sure the small area was at its best before the next month of sunny rays become a hot spotlight mixing the colors to bits. The following rain from the last days of April were a treat to most of the ex-animatronics most even collected some of the rain for different periods in case of a drought for the summer, knowing their flowers and fresh nutrients are gonna need it when melons and salads are wanted by the pool. Most others were out at the moment to enjoy a time on either break or working for some extra charity work or community help by strength of kindness, leaving only Toy Bonnie, Toy Chica, Nightmare Mangle and Plushtrap in the house.
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