FNAF 2 || Accepting all! || V.2

[BooDaBear001]

Mike smiled, and looked at her, then the baby.
Scooter looked up at thunder, almost starting to growl.
(Accepted, and byeeee!;-;)

[banjokazooiey]

ON OUR BIRTHDAY YAY!! BYE!! )

[dead_yes]

(HAPPY early B DAYYYYYYY

[montmorency]

{Such birthday-ness...}

Guinea
She wandered around the pizzeria.

[~Rainbowpaw~]

Bass grabs a paintbrush and follows Lily.He throws the paint brush,and it lands at Lily's feet.

Rainbow looks up at Piper."Oh hi there!".She stops spinning and stands up.

[sqtn]

Bass grabs a paintbrush and follows Lily.He throws the paint brush,and it lands at Lily's feet.

Rainbow looks up at Piper."Oh hi there!".She stops spinning and stands up.

Piper stared at Rainbow, her voice box spoke out but drooled out as a static noise that was stretched and popped at the end, instead just waving with her only hand... slightly, not feeling comfortable around animatronics. Piper didn't like the other animatronics, not even if they were kind, they always didn't feel right. And Piper just felt out of place, so all she did was wave slightly before her hand sloppily slumped back.

[~Rainbowpaw~]

Rainbow swishes her tail."Is something wrong?".She puts her hands in her pockets.

[SpaceAsylum]

Bass grabs a paintbrush and follows Lily.He throws the paint brush,and it lands at Lily's feet.

Rainbow looks up at Piper."Oh hi there!".She stops spinning and stands up.

Lily lets out a small yelp and looks at the Paintbrush at her feet, then looks up at Bass with her tail wagging a mile a minute. She picks it up in her mouth and drops it at Bass's feet, like she was originally programmed too.

[sqtn]

Rainbow swishes her tail."Is something wrong?".She puts her hands in her pockets.

Now, look at this conversation. A perfectly clean and okay animatronic, with clothes and all that, in perfect repair and nothing wrong, talking to a misfit, missing an arm a working eye and a tail as well as the rusty jaw that won't move and the broken record box. This conversation didn't look right, nothing was right. Piper stared, not saying anything. Feeling an envy rumble in her throat, the want to have the perfect repair once again, not being stuffed into a closet or whacked by the day staff, or sneaky children sneaking in the back to 'play' with Piper, only to ruin her more.

[montmorency]

{Oh gosh, sorry for my improper grammar on my last post, I'll have to edit that :L}

Oliver
"P-poor Emma," he muttered. "Eh-h, nobody-dy-y-y-y needs me-me," Oliver muttered, swishing his light blue tail and fidgeting with his gleaming metal claws.