The Bond [REMAKE]

Ch 5

"Bold."/"Bold italic" : animatronic is talking/animatronic is talking in mind

"Normal."/"Normal italic." : human is talking/human is talking in mind

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For the past six days, the eldest Afton had been focused on ransacking his father's office and study, looking for every little bit of information in the books that William Afton had owned about his past work before he disappeared. He just watched him move here and there, through the hallways repeatedly, going back and forth in and out of the study, gradually bringing the tools needed for a small project on an endo frame that he had deliberately peeked at when Afton was unaware of his presence. Learning new things in a short time was never easy, especially something complex, and completely the opposite from talent.

He had no confidence at all that the man would do it in such a short time, even though he had been struggling so far as he watched. It was a foolish thought for Afton to expect to finish assembling something that was contrary to his skills, no skills at all, in fact. Now Afton was struggling in the living room, animatronic fragments and sheets of paper scattered on the floor, on the table, on the chairs, everywhere while Afton himself sat leaning against the leg of the sofa. Screwdriver in his left hand, blueprint in his right, an endo frame beside him, and his gaze on an open book on his lap. So busy, it seemed. He crept slowly across the ceiling, not making a sound that was too obvious for the brown-haired man to notice. Or, maybe Afton knew, but decided to pretend not to.

His head tilted up, the sound of his own engine and gears could be heard faintly, robotic blue eyes silently scanning the notes on the blueprint that Afton was currently holding. Uncontrollably, a snort came out quite loudly, drawing Afton's attention to the ceiling and their eyes met. Afton narrowed his eyes, either not liking the fact that he was observing him without permission or not liking the fact that he was laughing at a work that wasn't even a quarter finished. However, it wasn't his fault, Afton's improvisation was ridiculous, finding leftover materials to assemble something beyond his abilities.

"What?" Afton's tone was curt, making him tilt his head to the side, the whirring of his engine was heard again as he dragged his body across the ceiling without any impression of Afton watching his every move. "What do you want?"

"Someone seems to have woken up on the wrong side of the bed today."

Seeing how Afton's forehead furrowed deeply with his teeth chattering in annoyance was always a satisfying sight for his inner pleasure, the laughter he let out made Afton's expression darken in irritation. Even though he didn't do anything, why did Afton have to be so mad? What a freak. He jumped down, making a faint thud on the floor of the house as he landed with his two legs bent slightly forward, then stood up straight. Afton shrank in sight, so fragile, easy to destroy. The brown-haired man's eyes were still watching him as he circled the table, approaching him silently.

As he expected, Afton moved away from him as he got closer to his position. Afton shifted his seat further away, taking the notes and the endo away from him as well. He couldn't get to see the contents of the notes on the papers, as well as the books that Afton had collected, so he rolled his eyes in boredom, his shoulders slumping slightly as if he had just exhaled. He would never want to if he had to ask Afton to let him see the notes first. He walked out of the living room area, maybe another time when Afton was off guard, he couldn't be so obvious like this.

Then, he stopped walking away. His hearing caught a heavy sigh, seemingly full of frustration from Afton. Blue eye glancing, the man squinted at a blueprint, his brow furrowed in observing the words written there. So, Ennard approached again. He circled the room for a moment, then chose to stand behind the sofa, watching from behind Afton's back. He tried to peek, but Afton quickly pushed the paper out of his sight, he clicked his tongue and Afton turned to him.