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Hello! My name is Springaling, and these are my friends, Goldiebear and Penny Rooster! We'd love it if you sent questions![OPEN: M!As, RPS, MAYBE] [CLOSED:NSFW]
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I fucked up.

I get that. I fucked up, severely.

To Peachtrees and Mystic, and everyone else in the Lore server I may have hurt: I'm sorry. I'm more sorry than anyone has even been in their life. I fucked up, and I hurt you both, and I truly can only hope that, one day, you'll forgive me. The lore server.... you all were like family to me. We had a special bond that, unfortunately, I broke due to my fuck-ups, due to things I regretted as soon as I said them.

To everyone else I've hurt with my actions, I'm sorry.

Whatever I need to do to atone, please, let me know, and I'll do it. All I want is to be forgiven.

All I want is to be friends again.

-Abby.

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Springtrap just nodded in agreement with the manager. This was weird...

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S: I don’t know? 

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S: It wasn’t even my fault the first time something like this happened!

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S: Why are you blaming me for this!

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M: …Kiddo. Sweetheart, don’t cry. I wasn’t blaming you.

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S: I’m…crying?

M: I’m sorry for yelling at you. I didn’t mean to raise my voice.

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M: …

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S: It’s okay, Dad.

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"Thank you." The worn bunny whispered before finally wiggling away. He wasn't entirely comfortable with hugs. No one had bothered with them in a very long time.

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S: It’s no problem.

You reluctantly let him go. However, as soon as you’re no longer touching, this happens.

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poof your now a human

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S: Wait, no-

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S: GYAAAAAAA

You feel your body painfully contort, wires turning to veins, oil and coolant coagulating in fat, circuits becoming organs and servos becoming muscle. Fur falls away, revealing flesh overtaking steel. It hurts, it hurts more than anything you’ve ever felt. It can’t end soon enough, until it does, and everything comes back into focus, dimmer, less vibrant than before.

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S: …Um.

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"Sorry." Springtrap offered, twitching and groaning from his own discomfort, "I'm not good with wording. You already know I don't work the same way." He wasn't really an animatronic. He was a human soul clinging to a broken computer, body constantly being revived and worn away.

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S: I know, it just…

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S: I get…really panicked if someone mentions viruses. It’s silly, I know, but it just…really freaks me out.

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M: …

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"Because Father kept back ups they couldn't reach," Springtrap admitted with a twitchy sort of groan, "And the program they made to corrupt the Funtime Data would seek out those back ups. He did eventually neutralize the program, but by then he... had lost interest. What he wanted done was... done."

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M: Ah.

Slowly, you calm yourself. It wasn’t made to infect your files, it can’t affect you in any meaningful way. It’s alright, everything’s okay.

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S: YOU-

No, no. Chill. It’s alright, he didn’t know.

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S: You made me worried.

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