Will: Kat, you should tell me not to do this before i do *he starts to slowly lift up his mask*
Will: *turns back on his chip, but its only half working, both his arms are full Scraptrap now, a sight that would prolly make Kacchan puke, as well as both his legs being Springtrap form*
* Will did put a long sleeve sweater on tho*
Will: alright...im baking, its the best coping skill ive got
k man
Will: *not paying atention, yet Kacchan anger is so strong to Will its all he can smell, an dyet hes singign not paying atention*
Will: *his voice is hauntingly beautiful*
You dont know a nightmare, till youve seen into my dreams
*big ol Mama Springtrap baking cookies*
