SCRAP STORIES

Danmachi Springtrap

Summary: Basically MR use to be someone part of Hephaestus, but he was left to die behind jealous members, trap in his own creation. Pick up by Freya and be part of her familia before being abandon by her, bleeding alone in a burning village before Hestia picking him up, not knowing his previous lives. 

Living as one of two members of her family, as a hair stylist in a salon in town. Ishtar and her members being his main source of income. Saving most and giving some to his god, in fear of her leaving him as well. 

Joining Bell to watch him grow cause his life to go chaotic. 

Date: August 22, 2021 - August 24, 2021

EPISODE ONE

In the fire of a burning village. I saw him. A wounded man, with two bunny ears and an old golden suit. He look so lonely and weak. The fire can't harm me so I lay on top of him, so he wouldn't be alone. I snuggle against his chest to ease his pain.

He didn't flinch or react to my movements, but he hold me with one hand and stroke my hair with the other. "Another one. Why is so many gods interest with me? Why?" He said in an old and raspy voice. "You just seem lonely. That is why I walk over to you." I respond to him.

"L-Lonely?" he ask. "Yes, lonely. You are just lonely." I respond to him once more. He look up and stare into the sky.

"What is your name?" He ask me without looking. "Hestia." I respond. He look down upon me with those Bright Purple Eyes. "May I join your familia?" I widen my own eyes. I don't have one. "Okay, but what is your name?"

He said his name was Y/n Afton and we wait for the fire to die down. Then we journey to my home. "I don't want you to say my name around. I want you to call me ..........."

TIMESKIP

"SPRINGTRAP!!" Hestia shouted to her first member as he was laying on the stone benches in the broken church. He sat up and rub his eyes.
"What?" He said to his goddess. "It is time for you to get to work. Bell already left to the dungeon." She respond to him. "Okay. I am up, I be going to work then." He said as he stand up and pop his back. He then fix his tie before walking away.

He walk to the city and enter a small hair salon. There he went to work, women hair. The loyal customers love his work and the way he does it. Making them relax and comfortable, but also highly sensitive to his touch.

Making them to come back as much as possible. Both Gods and Humans.

He gets good pay so he doesn't mind the work. He save about 75% and give the other to Hestia to have some. He was happy with his life. It was a calm life, compare to the others before it. The one before the one he lived, one he wants to forget.

(Freya the goddess of Beauty, and Hephaestus the goddess of the forge)

Many Goddesses seek him out to do their hair, mostly the one known as Ishtar. She would frequently seek him out to beauty up her familia before night fall upon the Pleasure district. He was just good at his job. So they made a deal.

Twice a month they come, no pay, as long as Springtrap spent a night with the Goddess. Just in the same room.

"Hey Spring." One of my customers said to me. "Yes ma'am." I ask her. "I saw Bell running around town cover in blood." She respond to me. I give a deadpan look, what is that boy thinking. "I am sure that it was because of a monster he slay, and he want to show off. Or something like that."

I went back to work on another customer. "That boy is still a Rookie Right?" Another one ask. "Yes he is." I respond. "Remind me of one a long time ago." Whoever I respond to said back to me. "Really now. That is nice to hear."