FNiA: The Silver Wolf

6 Hours to Fall in Love

Springy: *panting* So, how was it?

Silver: *still dazed by her for a moment before shaking to her senses* Huh? Oh, you girls were amazing, you acted as if you performed not 2 hours ago.

Silver: hmmmm. Goldie, mind?

Goldie: *teleports in front of Silver and studies her to see if she's lying, she smirks and winks at Silver and turns to Springy.* She's legit, we still got it.

Springy: Hell yeah! I'm gonna towel off.

Silver: about that, do you guys sweat?

Goldie: no no, that mist isn't just there to look cool, we use it to make it look like we sweat, make the performance look more real and feel more involved. *pulls Silver aside* More importantly we need to talk about what you felt.

Silver: *goes wide eyed* I don't know what you mean.

Goldie: You can't lie to me I can read emotions better than anyone. You my gay little darling just fell in love springy.

Silver: no, that's not right, that's crazy, how would that even work? No no, not in love.

Goldie: I know how much your heart hurts right now, but lying to yourself like this is not good, and I know what I saw. Hmm, do me a favor, talk to Mari, let her help you.

Silver: *takes a deep breath* ok, I'll see ya round *she walks over to the prize corner and winds It to wake Mari up*

Mari: *gets up and stretches* Mmmmm, good evening Miss Hendra. Is there something you need help with?

Silver: I think I'm not ok.

Mari: Oh? Is it a fever? Are you injured?

Silver: I may be in love with Springy, I need you to help me fix it.

Mari: hm? That's not something that needs fixing, love is a wonderful thing.

Silver: but it's crazy right? I mean a human being in love with... with, uh...

Mari: An animatronic? You hear people falling in love with animated characters all the time, the only difference here is you get to live that fantasy.

Silver: It's not like that, I didn't really wanna say it like that.

Mari: Because that's not how you see us, I know Victoria asked you this already, but what to you qualify as being alive?

Silver: huh suddenly that question makes sense. Well, I'll tell you what I told her. Being alive is having a passion and the ability to pursue it. It's freedom, a soul, and love.

Mari: and would you say you'd describe us in such a way? *Silver stops, she doesn't say a word, but Mari does even need her mind reading to know what she's thinking.* you see us as alive, as people like yourself, like Victoria, and like your Jenna friend. *Silver nods and Mari looks into her mind* Ahhh, this isn't about that, you're just using it cover the real reason.

Silver: Hm? What other reason could there be?

Mari: Mayhaps, just possibly, it's about Jill?

Silver: *sigh* I'm finally free from her and able to help myself in the longest time. I'm not ready to be in love.

Mari: Sorry dear, but love doesn't care if you're not ready. If it hits you you're down for the count.

Silver: heh, Jenna said the same thing earlier today.

Mari: smart girl. I hope I helped. Hmm, hey, can you do me a favor and head to the kitchen and bring something to eat please? I'm still stiff from my nap and I really want some chicken, I'll repay you I promise.

Silver: Oh, yeah sure thing. *she heads over to the kitchen to see Bonnie and Chica making something together.* Hey girls, what'cha doin'?

Chica: Oh, Hey Silver, I'm simply re-education this dissenter in the ways of the light so she can repent for her blasphemy.

Bonnie: All I said is that I bet my Raspberry Cookies are better than yours Devil's Food Cake.

Chica: YOU SHALL BE JUDGE HARSHLY BY THE BAKING GODS FOR YOUR HERATIC WORDS AGAINST ME! *She shouts at Bonnie pointing at her sternly*

Bonnie: She takes baking Very seriously.

Silver: *laughs and then realizes why Mari actually sent her in here* "Well played merch girl, well played" Hey, I'd be more than happy to judge if you let me make some white chocolate Brownies for, ya know, reasons.

Bonnie: Oh, this chick fell hard. Who is it? Is it Goldie? Foxy? It's Freddie isn't it?

Silver: It's springy, and I don't have the confidence to confess just yet so can you deliver the Brownies to her?

Chica: sure thing friend, let's do this. And you can tell which is better.

The three of them get to work on baking. It takes them quite a bit of time before the finish and Silver can judge. Spoiler alert, the girl that spends pretty much all night every night in the kitchen won, but Bonnie put up a good fight.

Bonnie: before we do this, you sure you don't wanna tell her?

Silver: yes, I'll tell her soon I promise, and since I'm giving this place my soul I'll be her girlfriend when I die.

Chica: that's fair, but you should really tell her tomorrow. She deserves to know.

Silver: ok, you're right, I'll at least try. I'm gonna hang out around till 6. See ya girls.

And Silver did exactly that, she took some cake and cookies, found Freddie and Foxy who were talking over the sets for the morning, and sat down to join them, even offering to help till her shift was over. As she left she thought about this past week and everything that's happened over it, and how none of it would've happened if that first day wasn't the suckiest one imaginable, she could almost thank Jill for this nice new getaway, almost.