SPRING FLOWERS

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he could feel his dead heart beating again when she cupped the animatronic's face.

 she stared directly at him while pointing her flashlight; It was painful to see the light shining in his eyes. If he had to be honest... he wanted to push her away and break the damn flashlight. This sudden attention was nerve-wracking. 
She lowered it though, once her 'partner in crime' aimed his light at her and the rabbit.
He now had a closer look at McCarthy when her face was illuminated. her emerald eyes were focused on every single crack and vine on his body... the frizzled hair she had was pinned back, probably to get it out of her way. she looked different when she wasn't scared and screaming for help. she looked calm, and soft.
He wasn't used to having a human touch him after thirty years.

"awesome!" the boy nicknamed 'Zak' Exclaimed. "look at all the vines! ...this is what you wanted!?"

"... yes. Meet Springtrap, Zachary." she smiled. "The guard thought of the name."

'...'Springtrap'... how creative.' he made the sarcastic remark as he continued to play dead.

He focused on her face again when she began to pick away at the life on him. His attention on her was to help ease the thought of the annoying roots, and to spark his interest in the human. 

She had a little weight on her and he knew that from chasing her during some shifts. He smiled a little when he remembered her getting stuck in the vents in an escape attempt. But her weight wasn't bad. she had it in the "right" places.. Her face was also soft and rounded as well. She HAD to have a husband or boyfriend with her back at home... and If this preteen wasn't her son, she was sure to have a kid. she looked and sounded very motherly.

'so that's at least  four people to deal with; if my theory is correct.'

Zak suddenly sat next to her as well. he must've had his light propped up on something, because he could still see the trespasser's faces as well as they could see his.
He was young, as predicted. His baby blue eyes were brighter than the redhead's green ones. The boy's hair was dyed a black color, with bright blue tips; he saw children and adults with strange hair colors like this before.
'how... odd... clearly a punk.'
But he was proven wrong when he focused on the boy's actions. he had the official Foxy mask in his hands as he gawked in awe and amazement at him. Springtrap was a little flattered to be looked at like he was a king. The boy was too... nerdy. Too nerdy to be some annoying punk that he'd have to scare off.

"Rose, look at his insides! Hey!! there's even a rat in there!" He poked and scared the rat away. He cringed at the pain from the rat clawing at his insides to scurry away from the people. he visibly twitched.

"Careful dear." Rose nervously laughed as she looked beneath the cracks and rips in the fabric. "there's the unknown... body... in here..."

Zachary nervously smiled. "Oh yeah... I remember telling you about the thing. what are we uhm... gonna do about that...?"

The woman shrugged. she didn't seem really enthusiastic or comfortable when mentioning the body. Zak looked as if he was afraid of what Rose would say... she must've freaked out when she first heard about the corpse.

"....We can't give this guy to the cops, Rose. I wanna keep him! We'll tie him up if you want!!" Zak suddenly pleaded.

They must've been talking about him before they went out to find him... he wanted to keep him, while she wanted to turn him in and keep whatever parts the police would spare.

"I.." She looked over to the boy, giving Springtrap a chance to move his eyes without getting caught. 
"This thing is really dangerous... plus, what are we supposed to do with a rotting body? This could be another victim or something..." She was still upset to mention it.