◢ Random Scenarios from the darkest pits of hEck 〈 2023 〉 ◣

ᘛ Drawn faces ᘚ

"Just, trust me on this, okay. I know what size his head is like you know all I'm thinking," having assured themself maybe that would keep the other voice from disagreeing with them, the Mangle's assumptions were crushed at the snort that reverberated in their mind, forcing them to cringe a little and shake their head.

"I know your thoughts, that's why I'm saying you know nothinG about the size of that rabbit's head!"

The in-mind mutter had been rather loud for them to keep a composed state, leading them to feel a whole lot taken aback than they'd imagined. Though, they weren't losing so easy to the voice in their head, hence had swiftly spoke in their defense--- though the quickness did result in the words coming out in a sputter.

"I- I know what I'm doiNg-! Okay!"

"Of course you do,"

They jerked their head as a signal of having disregarded the sarcastic lilt hidden in those words, resuming with their work on the drawing. For a moment the other voice left them to themself, so, at that time, they could think all for their own side, even if the latter would be eavesdropping on even the smallest word they'd ponder on.

Soon, they dropped the pen like a song-artist drops the mic after a great performance, slamming their hand on the paper with a rather eccentric, "I've done it!"

"Great ... Now we show it to the star and see how my point's proven,"

Instantly snapping a, "Shut up!" to the other at that, the Mangle after that shifted in as much of a straight position as they could, delicately set a grasp on that paper with their lower hand. Now was the time they'd show this to Bonnie and try at eliciting a friendlier reaction than the rabbit telling them to shoo off, and for this purpose, their eye soon traveled up to the ceiling to calculate the route out of there. Almost within a second after that, the white-pink fox-type machine took a swift leap and clung onto a panel above with their free hand, then switching from that, over to another in a short distance, using this movement to clamber away.

The continual sound of metal faintly scraping the walls was one way to tell Mangle was moving by, as other than them, mostly nobody's approach had that kind of a sound. After all, everybody else walked on the floor with almost a normal gait, hence loud thumps were the most of the sounds from their sides. Mangle had the signature of scraping walls as they would move, so, someone in a room at the opposing side of the wall to where they'd be could always recognize the shuffling as them doing it.

Right then, it was no different of a case. Whichever area they'd go in, they'd already have expecting glances fixated at the doorways, which would even leave them a little sheepish, but, like they could help the noise. Alongside that, it was also quite frustrating to note up until then none of the glances they'd come across belonged to the rabbit they were looking for, and the Parts & Service, they weren't allowed to enter without a permit. Soon enough after all their scanning about, they'd grown tired, and decided on retreating back to the Kid's Cove.

However, apparently luck grew a bit empathetic for them, as just as they packed up all their excitement and were making their way back to their place, the sound of subtle approach met with their ears, and glancing over, well .. there he was.

With his stride, Bonnie looked significantly in a good mood than usual, though that definitely didn't mean he was there for the Mangle. He wasn't even moving in the same line as to where the mass of parts was, and he was rather facing an upward direction, as if indulged in some thought.

Not that Mangle let him ponder on whatever for too long though. As, the minute the latter was near enough, they swiftly leaped over to the side of the ceiling that could gain them access to face-to-face communication, before abruptly dropping in front of the male. The action, as they'd predicted managed in snapping him out of his thoughts, just to halt right within an instant.