#next up on vanny overshares

[vanana-r0tat3]

realizing i have a type when it comes to fictional men has been the worst thing ive ever experienced /dramatic

yellow coded, tall, and manic 💀 if you even care,,,

so. sammy lawrence of course, sundrop fnaf,... the. cagney carnation cuphead. yes the flower dont look at me GLaDOS isnt a man but she counts anyway i think i had a crush on flowey as a kid so thats fun 💀

i cant think of anyone else rn but im sure ill remember more maybe ill edit this post

[purple-iris]

I just can't wait to reach the part of the timeline where Security Breach takes place in my Elizabeth Afton lives AU

Elizabeth, CEO of Fazbear Entertainment and Afton Robotics, who makes her way into the pizzaplex once the animatronics systems starts to go haywire, and who quickly notice that the only one which isn't corrupted by this strange virus, the one she suspect escaped from that cursed game an intern thought was smart to make by using Springbonnie's memory cards, is Glamrock Freddy.

One of the two animatronics she personally helped build and code, the one she programmed to be just slightly enough like her older brother, gone along with their Father and uncle Henry in that fire so many years ago.

Freddy, who just like Mike would have, is ready to lay everything down for a lost child.

Gregory, who in return, looks like their younger brother, but not quite, as if seen through the lense of a fever dream.

And so she follows along, knowing the security and failsafes codes buried so deep in their programming, even the advanced AI of the robots don't know they are present. They make their way through the pizzaplex, avoiding attacks and Vannessa, her strange bunny getup far too familiar to Elizabeth, until they find the old pizzeria, buried deep under the massive mall.

The pizzeria where her brother died, her father died, her uncle Henry died, and all the souls of the missing children were released. Their bodies, or what was left of them, she had buried behind her childhood home, under a lilac tree.

So when Vanny activates the remnant powered recharge station, Elizabeth knows damn well this isn't her father's skull, under there. It's a mimic, a mere imitation, running on corrupted AI and agony, along with the endoskeleton of Glamrock Bonnie. The other one she made.

So a fight ensues, Liz, Freddy and Gregory against the Mimic, the remaining animatronics and Vanny. The atrocity parading with her Father's name tries to harm Gregory, to extract remnants from him, aided by Vanessa, who's admiration of her Father's crime makes Elizabeth sick. Freddy goes all out against the Mimic, anything to keep the child safe and out of reach of the two psychos, while the two women go toe to toe.

Elizabeth grabs a wrench, and she is fuming. How dare she tries to rebuild this twisted version of her father, how dare she tries to undo all of her brother and her own efforts to free these souls, how dare she tries to sully her name and her company, and how dare she tries to copy her father's work so sloppily. For that's what she is, a sloppy copy cat serial killer who can't even manage to kill properly.

Wasn't that the only moral line of a serial killer, to not steal one another's mojo?

Glaring through her eyebrows at Vanessa, she taunts: "Come on, you think you're worthy of my name, come and get it!"

They fight, and a well placed uppercut chips one of Elizabeth's teeth. She tastes the blood in her mouth, her own, as she passes her tongue against the tooth, and she grins. Rage, yet a wicked form of pleasure course through her. She can already imagine what she could do to Vanny next...

"Vanessa, you forget why I was his favourite."

Their fight begins again, and Vanessa grows frustrated. Elizabeth is around her late forties, how is she throwing back punches and hits, how is she fighting back so hard, with such calculated methods. In half a breath, Vannessa grunts: "Why wont you die!"

Elizabeth laughs, a choked sound in the smoke filled environment as Freddy exploits the weakness she revealed the Mimic had. Fire and intense heat.

"Please, I've got remnant in my blood, my own, from Circus Baby, and my Father's, injected in this very place before his last and final death, his last act to protect me from anything." She spat, oversharing usually leaving a sour taste in his mouth, but now, seeing Vanessa's face fall in desperation at her words.

She ends up knocking out Vanessa, and as the flames rise, Freddy has managed to overcome the Mimic and burn his remnant fueled endo. Gregory, exhausted from the fight, running away from the animatronics and the Mimic, is unconscious from exhaustion. To hasten their exit, she picks him up in her arms as Freddy hauls Vannessa on his shoulder, fireman style.

Outside of the Pizzaplex, with Gergory's head laying on her lap as she sits on the curb next to her bright red vintage Thunderbird, she asks Freddy to power off, to avoid him being interrogated, and as she waits for the police and paramedics with an unconscious boy and a barely awakening Vanessa, she takes a long drag out of her cigarette.

She calls her lawyer, as she knows she'll need him, because she got an orphan or foster boy under her wing now, and she isn't letting anything bad happen to Gregory again.

[conduitandconjurer]

On Klaus and Grace:

"Nnnnnah, not really, I learned all that later.  I think I was kinda just a nuisance to her."

Klaus's features momentarily pinch with a dull but remembered pain. "Nothin she ever said, of course. Just.  'Boys will be boys,' and 'don't smoke in the house,' and 'it might be better if you didn't come to Vanya's next recital because you wouldn't hold still or listen.'  And 'if your father wants you off that medicine, you just have to chin up and cope with the side effects.'    Just. A million little papercuts, when mom and Diego, she and Ben and Vanya, were thick as thieves.  Helped Diego with a childhood stutter.  Helped Vanny with violin lessons, nursed Ben's bellyaches." 

 A too-large bite of food to try to get himself to stop oversharing, but it doesn't take. Somehow Nathan has that effect on Klaus, maybe because they're cut from the same oddly endearing cloth. 

 " I was ....yanno, like I am now. Provocative for attention.  Stupid affectionate. Having that turned down politely, but over an' over, with impatience and suspicion, cut deeper than I let on.  I told myself it was cause she was a robot, programmed by dad.  But she somehow managed better for some of my siblings.  Even Fivey, who was really the most ...like...openly rebellious.  Pogo, the chimpanzee butler? Same way. He always blamed me first when money or valuables went missing.  So I started giving proof to his accusations, and sold em fer harder and harder drugs."

He shrugs, and stirs his fork around in the crispy buttery toast mass.  He reminds himself why he's sharing, and pulls the conversation's focus back around to his son.  "I mean, it's only now, with people who actually like being around me, that I'm figuring out, those little micro-rejections, those were on mom, not me. She did her best, but she had limitations.  Forgivable but real ones." At last he looks at Nathan. It's a mellow but piercing stare.