First of all, a huge "Thank you!" to everyone who left a review! I love seeing them, even if it's just to say you like the story!

I had some stuff going on for school last week, so I didn't have much time to write. But I think the update today will be worth the wait.

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Alastor's Game (The Living Tombstone)

"I'll be here for you until your world ends~!

Enjoy all your toys that I'll supply"

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Bud Like You (AJR)

"When everybody here is sneaking in and getting high

Way up, way up

Way up to the moon

Boy it's good to know I got a bud like you"

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In the week that followed his death and subsequent resurrection, Springtrap stayed inside the Puppet's box for the most part, avoiding the few security guards that made a sweep of the warehouse each night. During this, he realized that even though he was technically 'dead,' he could still sleep, even if he no longer got tired. After the second emotional rollercoaster he had gone through a few days back, where he recounted the details of his murder to Marionette, he wanted a break from all the emotional baggage that came with his situation. Springtrap sat down and leaned back against the wall. The whole… murder thing was something he was still sensitive about, to be honest. Giving a small sigh, he shut his eyes, falling asleep for the night.

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As soon as he woke up he found that Marionette had, once again, copied him, as he found the puppet-like figure sprawled out and snoring. Seeing her asleep on the ground in front of him, he tried to stay as quiet as possible, moving slowly to minimize the creaking noises that came into being whenever he moved. An hour later, Marionette woke up and came up to hug him, so he tensed up (as much as he could, being a spirit in a suit with his own dead body and all) until he realized he wasn't in danger. She said that that was the 'Best sleepover ever,' and that they should do it again. Then they both started to speculate on what else they could still do. As it turns out, kids stuck in robotic bodies are still ticklish. Who knew?

After a week's passing, Springtrap had gotten bored with the cold emptiness of the warehouse they were currently in. He wanted to do something new.

"Marionette?" He started, "Do you wanna do something?" The puppet turned to look at him, white eyes blinking out and reappearing in curiosity.

"Like what?"

"Well," he drew out the word, thinking of something they could do. Then his bright green eyes brightened as he gave an excited smile and continued, "I've got it! We could go outside! We've been inside for at least a week, but there's gotta be something new to do out there!" Marionette's eyes flickered again, but this time they shone brighter than before.

"Yeah, there's gotta be something else to do! Maybe we'll see the moon or stars, or—ooh, I know!" She began, excited and ready for an adventure. "We could look for sticks and have a sword fight!"

It had been around a week since he had been anywhere but inside the warehouse, and he was starting to get restless, so having a pretend sword fight?

"I like that! Okay, let's go!"

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Slowly turning the handle, he tried to stay as quiet as possible so as not to alert any of the few security guards that were usually on duty. Peering through the gap, Springtrap scoped out what he could see from between the door and its frame. It was foggy and the sky was grey, but not raining. Springtrap could see another warehouse to the left, but the area was relatively empty other than that. They had known it was there from Marionette's earlier travels outside, but they hadn't done anything with that knowledge. Neither of them wanted to know what would happen if the security Marionette had seen guarding the warehouses caught them. They hadn't particularly wanted to find out either, so they had stayed within the workshop-esque warehouse, but after a few days of nothing to do but play the same old games of tag or hide-and-seek, well... they were both bored enough to take the risk.

Hopefully the security guard was somewhere else this time? It seemed like no one was around. There wasn't a fence for a few hundred feet, so it looked like there was a good amount of space next to their warehouse.

"Mari." He whispered, trying to get the puppet's attention. When she didn't respond, he tried calling her again, this time a little louder. "Mari!" He whispered again, stressing the name as he said it. That seemed to get her attention, as she turned her head to face him.

"Hmm?" She was definitely interested in what he was doing. She came closer, realizing what he meant. "Oh! Is there anything out there?" She whispered back, taking a peek at the outside herself.

"Not much," he replied. "But I think the coast is clear. Let's open the door." At this she moved back, metal 'feet' inches from dragging across the concrete floor.

Her magic sure was neat, huh? Earlier, Springtrap figured that if Marionette had some, he did too, but so far he hadn't figured out how it worked except that for Marionette there was some sort of connection to adjusting something that didn't work out well for her. Figuring out how to use his own was… a work in progress. Two days before he had seen a lamp and brought it into the box to try and keep it from being too dark. Only later did he find it was broken, turning away in disappointment, only to turn around when he heard a small 'click' as the light flickered 'on,' even when the bulb was broken. When he tried to repeat the act later he was met with failure, so it was slow going as he tried to figure out what made his magic work.

But enough of that.

Thankfully the door didn't make any loud creaking, and he stepped through it, finding himself on a patch of dirt right outside the door. Keeping an eye out for anyone approaching, he moved further out as Mari floated through the door. He looked around and saw a large area of long grass that was about half the size of the warehouse they had just left. Springtrap took it all in: the fresh air, the natural light, and the birds and crickets in the background. After he stood there for at least a minute he started to look around for any sticks that would be long enough to use in their game. It was barely another few minutes when he heard Mari call out to him.

"Hey, Springs, look!" He looked at Marionette, only to see her kneeling in the grass and holding something green.

"What's that?" He asked, moving closer so he could see what she was excited about.

"A frog!" She held her hands up to show him the green thing. "They're my favorite!" He crouched down to get a better look at the frog, holding out a finger to touch it.

"Whoa. Cool." He thought it was pretty funny when, not even a second later, another one gave a loud 'ribbit' and jumped from the wet grass right onto his arm.

Eyes sparkling, he glanced at it before saying, "Hey Mari, look! Now I've got one too!"

They stayed like that for about ten minutes, giggling between themselves and telling jokes while fiddling with the long grass when the frogs jumped off.

It wasn't long before something went wrong. As they lied in the grass, a patrolling guard walked along the side of the warehouse, boots making a loud crunching noise on the gravel. This sound was the only warning they got before the guard saw them.

"Hey!" The sudden shout broke through the peacefulness of before, causing both Springtrap and Marionette to tense up and panic. "You aren't supposed to be here, this is private property! So scram!"

At this they shot up, seeming to break out of a trance as they ran towards the warehouse. Springtrap heard the guard give a shout at this, and he looked back to see the person running after them. 'I need a plan,' he thought.

"What now?" He heard Mari say over the sound of his own creaking body. She was panicking too. "We're gonna get caught!"

Then he thought of something.

"Through here, quick!" He half-whispered to Mari, as they both ran through the gap between warehouses. Making sure she was following him, he ran to the front and found a door, this one locked. As he fumbled with the lock he heard footsteps rapidly approaching. He hissed quietly, "Why. Won't. This. Work!" Then he closed his eyes and stayed perfectly still. Game over. He was about to be caught.

But… maybe not.

To his surprise, he heard the footsteps take off in the opposite direction. Cracking one of his eyes open, he saw the guard was gone. Now he opened both of his eyes, confused but grateful that they weren't caught. Turning to face Mari, he asked her what happened.

"Why aren't we being chased anymore?"

"I threw a rock at the wall over there to distract them," she replied. So that was why he wasn't seen? He felt a sudden rush of gratefulness towards his friend. If she hadn't done that…

"Thanks," he said, giving her his best approximation of a smile he could with his rigid lower jaw. "You really saved me right there."

"No problem, that's what friends are for." Her eyes twinkled, "But I think we should get going before anyone else comes by and finds us."

He agreed, and turned back to the door. It was unlocked now, which was frustrating. Why couldn't that have happened earlier when they were being chased? Brushing the irritation aside, Springtrap opened the door and walked through, Marionette following close behind.

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The second warehouse was… different. Looking around, Springtrap found it was filled to the brim with toys, ranging from Fredbear and Friends themed coloring books to an array of character-based plushies. In a section marked 'original,' Marionette had found a small section of board games from when Henry Emily and William Afton ran the first diner in America. Written on the plastic wrapping on each game it said 'Prize Corner—5,000 tickets.' They decided to take a board game and a deck of brightly colored cards, and placed them on an empty shelf by the door, for when they decided to leave. Then they split up to take a look around and explore the new area.

As Springtrap walked up to the shelves housing the plush toys, he saw one filled with plush toys that looked like him: a yellow bunny with long ears and green eyes. It was then the Springtrap found he really, really, wanted one. He shuffled uncomfortably for a moment as he didn't want to steal it, but it didn't seem like anyone would miss it…

He took it, hoping that no one would notice.

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Hours later, Springtrap and Marionette snuck back through the door, moving slowly in case there was another guard moving past. Thankfully the return trip was uneventful, and as they closed the door to their own warehouse, Springtrap slumped against the door and sighed.

"Some adventure, huh?" He asked. Then he laughed weakly, "I never wanna do that ever again!"

"Are you kidding? That was the most exciting thing I've ever done! And look!" Mari gestured towards the spoils of their adventure. "We have plushies!" That made him curious.

"Wait, you got one too?"

"Of course! I feel a little bad about stealing one though…"

Springtrap felt a little guilty again before he remembered that, in this case, they had no other way of obtaining something they wanted.

"I do too." He admitted. "But it's not like we could have gotten them another way. We don't have any money to buy them." At this she seemed reassured, bringing the pressure she held her plush with down to a point where it didn't look like the thing's arms were going to come off.

"Yeah," she said, "that makes me feel better." And with that they retreated to their box to examine their new toys.

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It turns out that besides their plushies, they had managed to snag a copy of each board game from the display, an extra set of wearable bows of various colors, and a set of themed art supplies between them.

"Do you wanna see my plushie?" Springtrap asked after a few minutes of looking through and trying on the bows.

"Yeah!" Mari replied, and before she knew it she was gently holding a tiny copy of her friend.

It. Was. Adorable! She had never thought it would be so cute, and when she held it up so she could do a side by side comparison, she laughed and said it looked perfect. Then she asked him if he wanted to see hers. He agreed, and she watched as he did the same comparison of its tiny features to her own. Feeling ecstatic, she swapped back his plush for her own, and then something strange happened.

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The first thought that popped up was, 'What does she think?' and Springtrap hoped that Mari would like the plush version of himself he found. Sure, it was cute with it's exaggeratedly large glass eyes, but what if she didn't like it?

As it turned out, he had nothing to fear. He watched as she held it up to just below eye level, white lights in her eyes moving back and forth between him and the plush as she gave a little laugh.

"This is so cute!" She said.

"Oh, umm, thanks?" He shifted a little, unsure of how to respond.

Seeing this, Mari asked him, "Do you wanna see mine?" She held out a small plush towards him.

"Okay!" He said, a little louder than before and with more enthusiasm.

In his grasp was a small black doll-like figure with three fingers on each hand. There were also two horizontal stripes on its middle and at the end of each arm and leg. Its face was white with large white eyes, red lips and cheeks, and a wide smile. He couldn't help but notice the lack of tear tracks on its face though, especially when he held it up to compare it to the 'real deal.' He gave a little laugh when he did that, and Mari gave him a little wave as they each held up the plushies.

Feeling giddy, Springtrap swapped her plush for his own, happy that he and his friend could enjoy this moment together. Then he felt a warmth in his chest that wasn't the same as what he felt before. His eyes widened as it seemed to spread through his hands and into the plushie. Then it started to glow, before emitting a spark that jumped into the plush in Mari's hands. He watched as hers started glowing as well before returning his attention to his own plush. The glowing lasted for nearly five minutes, giving Springtrap and Mari enough time to put the plushies down and figure out that he had done some sort of magic, since Mari didn't feel anything weird when his plush started to glow. They stayed there, waiting, when the glowing subsided, revealing two very much mechanical versions of their toys. Springtrap glanced at Mari, but she looked at him the same way. Was something else supposed to happen? Then they heard a whirring noise from the plushies. They whipped their heads to face the not-so-plush toys and were shocked with what they saw.

The small toys were standing up and staring directly at them.