Bloody Love FNaF Michael x Ennard

Chapter 3 : Pictures

((Yes this art is mine, yes you can use it for whatever. Any art I don't put this disclaimer on isn't mine))
((Ennard's POV))

Well. I think he's still alive, so that good. Problem: h-he's unconscious. I thought to myself.
I was in my human form, so I was a tall, pale male, with one black eye and one bright blue, like my animatronic form. I had red hair that had bangs witch covered my dark eye a fair amount. My long braid was slung over my shoulder and I was playing with the end nervously.
I took a deep breath and calmed down. I stood up and exited the living room. He had a nice, big kitchen, and a table that could seat five. I walked through the kitchen, to find a stairwell. I walked up the stairs, in search of a room. There was one room I knew I could enter, the only one without caution tape covering it. Well, there was more, but this was the only one that looked like a bedroom.
Anyways, I walked into the room. It was a normal sized room, with a large bed and many many pictures on the walls. There was a large window covering a whole wall, the one with a bed on it.
((Once again, you guys can imagine it. Just know it's very purple))
I went his bedside table and began looking at the pictures laying atop of it.

Oh. Oh? Why did he scribble out his parents faces? I asked in my head as I looked at the first picture.

What? Again? Did Eggs's parents piss him off or sumthin'? I asked, once again in my head.