Sundrop/Moondrop x Y/N part 3

Side Story 1: A charm to work with

I noticed that the story gets boring so...let's change that by looking through the life of different people next to Y/N's life! Surely you agree that a change from time to time is good? ^^
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Michael let out a loud sigh as he worked on Ennards endoskeleton. He got hurt by the last little „adventure" and now has to many damaged parts. Fixing his body is harder as to get rid of William. Or to live a normal life again. Being an undead being is hard enough for Michael, but repairing the only thing that stayed with him for years is harder. He stopped suddenly, thinking to himself why he would even repair Ennard now. His father is dead and he only needs to find his siblings again. Even though Elizabeth is now found, he didn't see her again after their fight. It still throbs in his heart that he cannot fight the sorrow to have lost his sister for good. She won't come back willingly to him again. Even if Michael finds his brother again, she would still search for vengeance.

Ennard turned on in the middle of repairs and let out a painful sigh.
„Stop taking so long all the time."
Michael got ripped away from his thoughts and rolled his eyes at the endoskeleton before continuing.
„Why? I could just let you go rot in the next alleyway."
„We both know you can't. You need someone by your side with your dumb plan."
Michael gritted his teeth as he pushed a new part into Ennards body with frustration. He knew all to well that the plan wouldn't work without Ennard.
„I will discard you once this is over."
„Your plan or your stupid idea? Cause all I see is you destroying yourself again."

Michael tossed his tools to the ground as he glared up at Ennard.
„Shut up."
„What if I don't want to? Can't you see what you turn into?"
Ennard snapped back. He knows Michael better than anyone. And he knows when he does something drastic. It is just like back than. When he and him fought for control. Only that today is the fight about stupid actions.
„Evan won't return to you. No matter how many Gregory's your father built, he won't be your brother."
„I know that..."
Michael pushed his hair out of his face and sighed heavily while leaning against the wall, staring down at Ennard with a hateful glance.

„But I can't die anymore and the fire theory was just bullshit from Henry."
He looked away to the ground, not standing to look at Ennard as the memories from the fire came back into his head. The fire might have released the souls that wanted to die in peace, but not the ones in vengeance. And Henry is too dead to beat the shit out of him for being so stupid to do such thing for every animatronic.
„Yeah...the fire wasn't easy for everyone."
Michael couldn't believe his ears. Had he heard right? Was his sleep deprived self not tricking him? Ennards voice sounded...sad. And tired. Why? He picked his tools up from the ground and continued to repair Ennard.
„...Can you actually feel like a human now?"
Michael said with hesitance. He felt like this whole theory on itself was stupid, till Ennard spoke back.

„...Yes. I guess I can feel now."
He closed his eyes while trying to not flinch away from the pain for the repairs. Feelings are troublesome. That was the first thing he actually thought for himself and not just as an endoskeleton that was used for spare parts. That was his thought and not theirs. It wasn't ours, it was his. His alone. And seeing how feelings can change a person, it makes it even more troublesome to actually being able to feel. Ennard feels bad that Michael has sleepless nights because of the nightmares haunting him. He is scared that Michael would eventually leave him alone completely once he has no use anymore for him. He is annoyed that Michael can't take better care of himself. He is in pain right now, hoping that it would end sooner than later. Hell he hopes. He has hopes for a peaceful future where he could survive.

Ennards thoughts alone were for him so pathetic that he stopped thinking about feelings. He should be cold and manipulative. Not soft and caring. He shouldn't worry about anyone else yet here he is, worrying about a dead corpse that had abandonment issues.
„...What will happen if the plan is successful?"
Michaels voice sounded conflicted. For the first time in a while, he was unsure. Unsure about the future and his ideas. This happens rarely in their monotone lives. Michael is only unsure if he is rested and well or...if he has doubts. Doubts about him and if he is really doing the right thing. As roommate, Ennard should ease his worries, but he couldn't do that. Because Michael is wrong this time.
„You wouldn't have friends anymore."