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Molten's eyes watches with amusement as the animatronics trying to inflate the small inflatable pool, and, instead of using water, they used stack of fake gold coins from the arcade machines, believing they will jump like scrooge mcduck from the TV show and swimming in gold. Molten tries to contains his excitement at watching them fail ludicrously, knowing that they will cry and frail from the pain of metal clashing with metal. He even got them a small diving board to help with the impact.
"Molten! Is this high enough" Foxy yelled out, setting the diving board a couple feet from the pool. Chica and Bonnie were filling the pool with clicking coins, barley filling the kiddie pool. "I want make sure I get an magnificent swan dive."
"Oh it perfect, great job." Molten's hissed with full sarcasm, smile widening as he know that the board will break the moment that Foxy steps on it. A dark chuckle bubbles out of his mouth, waiting for this shit show to run it course. On top of that, he knows that Davis will blew a fuse that the animatronics pretty much just empty the arcade machines of the fake currency, as well having to spend the entire night refilling them back up, knowing for a fact the originals won't do it. He pay money to see Davis mumbling and grumbling about he hates his life, filling up the machines by hand, pathetically lifting each and every bucket full of fake coins. He knows Davis would be annoyed at him for just watching instead of helping, smiling down at him as he doesn't lift a single finger. He'll mocked, ridiculed, insult, and tease him just to get a rise out of the man. Even if he does stand up for himself, he'll just threaten to break his arm again and it will shut him right up. If that will not work and Davis continues to be a smart mouth, he can threaten to destroy the other animontronics, no matter how much the restaurant tanks.
He loves doing this song and dances with him, constantly belittling and antagonizing Davis, especially him, since he one of the few who could actually stand up to him. He admits that he has some sort of fasciation to him, wondering what other insults, strategies, or bargaining he will do, beside the typical ones he would hear from his previous victims.
Speaking of Davis, he pick up on a conversation between him and Eclipse, something to do with flowers and gifts being handed to each other. That put a sour in his mood. Why the hell are they talking about gifts? It not even an specific holiday or birthday. He straighten from his usual leaning position and follow where the conversation is taking place, no longer focus on animontronics plan to swim in money. He pinpoint it to where Davis's office is, the conversation becoming louder as he near down the hallway. As he turn a corner, he met with the back of Davis, who turns and curses as he approaches, along with Eclipses jumping back at the sudden noise.
"Jesus Christ Molten!" Davis shouted, taking a step back from hulking figure. Eclipse put a hand in front of Davis as a precaution, but still giving a smile and a wave to him.
"The fuck are y'all taking about it? Something to do with flowers and gifts." Molten raised an eyebrow, looking at the pair with suspension intent. "And why are you standing in the hallway? The animatronics are having a ball without you interfering with their plans."
"We know Molten. We're just leaving them be for now" Eclipse spoke with gentle firmness. "They're not really hurting or destroying anything, so we decided to leave them be unless they actually hurt themselves, which is a possibility." Eclipses can Davis sigh, pinching the bridge of his nose. In his other hand, Molten can see a bouquet of flowers, specifically hydrangea , clashing together of pink, blues, purples. He finally piece together what Eclipse was talking about giving flowers to somebody. Molten barked out a laugh at the absurdity.
"Awww, somebody actually give a damn about our pathetic manager?" Molten ridiculed, sneering at the pair as Davis tighten on the flowers, proving his theory to be correct.
"Why do you care so much Molten? Eclipse just wanted to get me some flowers to make me feel better."
"You think you deserve anything for doing a shitty job? Molten mocked, leering down ar Davis, who has not taken his eyes off of him. "I can run this restaurant ten times better than you can."
"Yeah, run it to the ground." Davis argued, hearing a stifle laugh coming from Eclipses. "All your anger issue and trust to literally no one is where you destroy this business. At least I know to keep profits in check. You just force everyone to just throw money on you out of fear."
"Don't companies do that on a daily basis?"
"Yeah, but they have to follow a specific set of rules. Otherwise, someone higher up then them will knock them out of the playing field, and, guess what, lawsuit, which by the way, are not easy to get off of one back."
Molten scoffed, can't argue with that logic. Unlike Davis, he doesn't know the basic rules of being a manager, but he does know how to manipulate the situation to his liking, something that he learned from his owner.
"You think corporate actually gives a damn about the rules? They ain't a tight ass like you."
"You've be surprised, Molten. Give the history on Fazbear, I say they aint afraid to break some rules to save a couple of profits." Eclipse chipped in, still hovering a hand in between Davis and Molten, knowing that it's pointless to step in front of a machine that can tear metal like paper.
"You think I don't know that you worthless pile of scrap? I may not know much about corporate shit, but I know that they don't give damn about anything beside the green and gold on their pockets. That much is obvious."
"So why are we having this conversation then?" Davis called out, tone getting irritated with this whole situation. "Eclipse just gave me some flowers and suddenly their a problem with that."
"I don't have a fucking problem."
"They why bring it up the first place?" That's cause Molten to halt. Why does he care? It just a bunch of stupid flowers, something that he can easily burn or throw away if he actually gives a shit. He could of easily tuned out the conversation and continue watching the originals fail at their plans to starve off their boredom.
"Tch, whatever. Just saying, you don't deserve anything for all the crap you've done. Not my fault you have nothing going on in your life." Molten turned and walk off, catching Davis mumbling underneath his breath, "well, neither do you, asshole," followed by a language from Eclipse.
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For the past few days, Molten has been watching Davis interacted with Eclipse more, who has been sending him flowers, giving him complements, and small acts of physical affection, like head pats, playing with his hair, and giving hugs. All of which Davis doesn't mind, as he allow the lanky animatronics to do these things to him. Normally, he shrugged off any kind of physical contact from the animatronics, especially with the originals, being able to manhandle him like a doll on a daily basis, often shouting and cussing to get off of him. But no, not with Eclipse. Anytime the attendant manage to get close to him, Davis almost to seem to welcome it, not shivering or flipping him off for the slightest touch. He could be misinterpreting their relationship altogether; Eclipse is touchy towards everyone, always making sure that everyone needs is met and bringing smile towards them.
Molten could almost barf at that, something that he hate about himself when he used to be Glamrock Freddy. He always been so nice, so thoughtful to anyone needs before his own, always wanting to make sure his friends are okay and being listened to.
And look where that brought me, Molten grumbled, looking down at himself. Broken, mangled, beaten, by his so called friends, who despise him for being more popular to kids and adults alike. He made a promise to himself to never be vulnerable to anyone, to always look out for himself before anyone can bring him down.
Molten chuckled at himself. If they could bring him down. His creator made sure that nothing could hurt him, that no bullet or flame could tear through his metallic flesh. He feels powerful, he's knows he powerful….
So why does he constantly have a need to antagonize the others? More importantly, why towards Davis? He was the one who freed him, been doing nothing but simply just being here, other than trying to get rid of him for breaking his arm after not letting him further into the basement. Other than Molten having a tight schedule and setting his owner free, he has no other reason to torture Davis. For the others, he just find them annoying and liability to the restaurant, while the Glamerocks he has a vendetta against them for making him like this. Why does he have such a fixation on the plump human, with his relationships and how he feels towards the others? Why does he care that has a deep empathy for the originals, even though they are persistent thorn to his side? And why does Eclipse constantly buy Davis fucking flowers?
Irritation grew into Molten, brewing steadily as his questions began to boggle him down, watching Eclipse hand Davis another pair of flowers across the dining room, this time it pink roses that match with the hydrangeas in his office.
"Why do you keep getting me flowers? No offense, but you know I don't see the point in them Eclipse." Davis asked, but still accepting them nonetheless. "Well, I notice that your office is lacking some colors, with all the brown and oranges, and I wanted to brighten it with some wonderful flowers. Plus, they produce a very lovely fragrant that calms your nervous system, since I see so stressed out with everything going on. I would've like to get you some candles with them, but I'm not sure how sensitive the sprinklers are to smoke."
"Yeah, it probably for the best not to get candles." Davis agreed, lifting the flowers to get a whiff of them. Vanilla and peaches drifted towards his nostrils at the scent, hearing a hum of delight coming from the manager's throat.
"These smell good Eclipse. Matches with other flowers that you got me." He reaches his finger and began playing with the velvety feel of the petals, enjoying the sensation of it. He took note that their wasn't thorns attached to the stem, another thought put into by Eclipses to ensure Davis doesn't get hurt.
"Oh, I'm so glad you enjoy them! I do wish I can spoil you one of these days." Eclipses clasp his hands, daydreaming of one day shopping with Davis. "Ohh, I won't be able to contain myself! Buying up everything to your heart content without having to worry about anything."
"That is the dream Eclipse, but honestly, I'm fine with what I have." Davis said, but he can't help but smile at Eclipse wanting to lavish him with gifts and treats.
"Oh nonsense Davis, you deserve to treat yourself every one in awhile. And I been so happy to be the one doing it." Eclipse bend down and gave Davis a very gentle hug, not wanting to be aggressive like the originals but still wanting to give his affection to Davis. He hesitated for movement, but accept the hug, grateful that this one is not squeezing him to death. Molten look at the scene with scornful distaste, despising on how the daycare attendant seem to wrapped his fingers on Davis's hair, loving the way it feel against his exoskeleton. The questions he still has burns further in his mind, buzzing like an erratic wasp. Either he needs to write them down in his journal to figure this the hell out, or he needs to have little chat with Davis. He sure as hell wont bring this with up Eclipse either, knowing that fucker will pinpoint his emotions to the bullseye, and he doesn't want to listen to sunshine and rainbow bullshit.
His cue to follow Davis is when Eclipse left to make sure the animontronics are not causing any trouble after hearing Bonnie voice rising over the others by telling him he is a God and nobody else can tell him otherwise. He urged Davis to go relax in his office while he take care of whatever disaster is about to happened, with Davis telling Eclipse to let him know if he needs anything, before heading to where his office is. As Molten follow Davis in the hallway, he took note that he was examining the flowers, talking to himself about they look expensive and Eclipse shouldn't been spending so much for flowers. He can see the corner of Davis's cheeks tighten, suggesting he was smiling at them. Something in his gut bubbled with intense rage at the genuine reaction. He doesn't understand why it causes him such a distress. Maybe it because Davis playing house with Eclipse instead of going into the basement, or it because he hates they way Davis is so fucking happy being around a glorified babysitter, who constantly stroking his ego with little gifts and soft compliments. He want to tear that smile off of Davis' face, get rid of the fantasy of actually being happy in this cash-grabbing establishment. It didn't take Davis long to notice that Molten was following him, looking back at the tall bear starring down at him in the black and white hallway, giving an aura of animosity towards him.
"Yes Molten?" Davis questioned, concern bubbling in the back of his head as Molten continues to stare at him. He's been noticing that Molten has been watching him converse with Eclipse. Not out of curiosity, but with disgust and a hint of anger. Whatever is pissing the troubled bear, he wants no part of it. He already have enough problems to be dealing with it, and he preferred to keep his other arm intact.
"Why is Eclipse so intrigued with you?"
"What?" The question catches him off guard. He was expecting him to complain about not going to the basement again, throwing in a couple of threats here and there.
Molten took a step closer, shadows framing around his face, giving him a menacing glare.
"Why is Eclipse giving you so many gifts?" Molten spoke with deliberate slowness, as if he trying to understand why the daycare attendant was doing this. "So much affection towards specifically you?'
Davis sighed. "This again? Molten, he just being nice. He does this with everyone…
"No, no, bullshit." Molten cut him off, snarling in his face. "This is a different kind of affection. With the touching, and gift giving… this is different, is all I'm saying."
"Oh my god, you're so pathetic." Davis scoffed, opening the door to his office, with Molten hot on his tail. "You're so miserable and suffocating in your own despair, that you don't even comprehend basic kindness." Flowers still in hand, Davis grabbed a step-stool from the corner of the wall and brought it up to the where the bookshelf was, planning on putting the flower in a vase with others. Molten can see various other trinkets that Eclipse has given him; a set of snacks that Davis mentioned he likes, a stress ball that crinkles whenever he squish it, and a small throw pillow for what Molten guesses is for his back.
"Don't try to gaslight me, you fucking asshole." Molten snapped, looking angrily at an annoyed Davis rearranging the roses to fit with the hydrangeas, barley pay any attention to Molten's little rant. "I know what I fucking saw! That motherfucker is flirting right in front of your face, and either you know that, or you're that fucking oblivious."
"Molten, you know as well am I that Eclipse would just tell me that he likes me." Davis retorted, finished with arranging the flowers and climbing back down. "Plus, again, like I said before, why do you care? It not like me talking to the others is interfering with your own life, or at least, some manufacture of one."
A shove and slam send Davis's back on top of his desk, pencils and pens scattered from the force as Molten looms over him, claws pressing into his shoulders, daring to tear the cloth and flesh underneath. Before Davis had time to catch his breath, Molten quickly stole it from him.
"Keep talking with that smart mouth of your, I swear to god, I will sever all your arms and legs and leave you like a goddamn mannequin."
"For what? Telling the truth?" Davis spit back, sick and tired of the fear Molten is constantly putting in his life. "You've been watching me and Eclipses for the past few days, and for what? To satisfy some lonely part of your life other than just torturing and killing people? Jealous much? " He grit his teeth as Molten shove him harder onto the wooden furniture, snarling at him, making Davis guess he hit a weak spot in his overinflate ego, along with proving he was right about the jealous part. Guess he doesn't want his favorite toy to be in someone else care.
"Shut up. Just..shut up." Molten drew in a shaky breath, containing his anger for a moment to ask his questions. Davis hold his tongue, knowing that he if pisses Molten any further, he might suffer another limb.
"Why Eclipse, out of all people, do you like the most? Why do you care so much for these stupid animontronics? They don't care about you in the slightest, and they'll forget about you if a new manager took your place."
"Is that your insecurities talking? Fearing that you will be forgotten too?"
"Answer the fucking questions." Davis grimaced, feeling his eardrums vibrating in his canals due to base of Molten's voice.
"I don't know Molten! Maybe is because Eclipse actually helps me when I'm stressed out from being around you. Maybe it because he a genuinely good person who want me to be happy. Maybe is because I actually want to form connections with others to have a better understanding of them, because, at the end of the day, those three, they're just kids. Kids who are trapped in those mechanical bodies that your supposedly master stuffed inside."
Hands, no longer on his shoulder, soon wrapped around his throat, applying ample pressure to silence the human. Davis instinctively reach up and tries to pry the iron grip of hands clasping on his throat, watching Molten twist in a deep snarl, showing all of his sharpen teeth, blue and red eyes glowing with hate and anguish. Another emotion was embedded deep within him, something carnal that make his inside twist like something wrong with him. It was the feeling he felt when witnessing Eclipse's play with Davis's hair, or when he rested his head on his shoulders out of the blue. He need for it to get out, to do something with it, otherwise he going to string his wires out until he find the source of it. It vibrates within him; not anger or fear or anything that can describe what he feeling in the moment. Seeing Davis forced on the table, breath laboring in quick puff to get oxygen in his body, eyes tinge with fear and hatred, sends ripples of excitement or anticipation through his spine.
"Why are you making me feel this way?" Molten spoke with desperation, trying to mask it as anger, not wanting to expose himself to Davis. He loosen his grip on his neck to allow him to answer, the other hand moving towards his hair, wondering why Eclipse is so fascinated with it. Feather like threads curl on his fingertips, enjoying the way Davis's hair seem to be so soft and smooth and silk to the touch. He hates to admit it, but is it an addictive feeling. It rarely he get to experience soft things.
"I'm not doing anything to you, you psychopath." Davis choked out, really confused on what Molten is talking about. "You're the one with lack of emotional intelligence." Another jab at him, comparing him to Eclipse again. An urge, more so an impulse, took over Molten at that comparison again. He tired of constantly hearing how Eclipse is better than him. Nothing to do with physical strength, but who used to be, a soft and caring individual. Without much thought, and before he could stop himself, Molten reared his head and bit down onto Davis's shoulder, not enough to cause serious damage, but to where blood began to seep through the wound.
"Gahhh! What the fuck Molten?!" Davis scream, attempting to push the psychotic bear off of him, but Molten tighten his grip on him, not letting him go until something in his mind say he can. Davis wither and whimpered at the pain, feeling the fridged teeth sinking into his flesh, blood smearing his pale skin and torn shirt. Stained fur pressed against his cheeks, stench in the blood of his previous victims. Flashback of that day again, with Molten laughing sadistically as he slaughter those innocent people and policemen. Still desperately looking for a way out, Davis use his legs to kick Molten's ankle, hoping that will cause him to lose balance. Unfortunately, this has not have any effect, as it only made the bear angrier as he bite down harder.
"Ahhh! Stop!" Davis pleaded, voice reaching a breaking point. Finally, a signal reach Molten to let go and retracted his teeth. Davis could feel him soothing the wound with his tongue, making sure to stop the bleeding from draining the man. Thankfully, he didn't hit any major arteries, and could lick off the blood clean easily. Unlike the rest of his body, the tongue that was the only that was warm, combating with the chillness of Molten's teeth. Satisfied with the wound closing up on the skin, Molten released Davis and let him drop to floor, shaking and shriveling in fear and disgust, trying to process what just happened to him.
"What the fuck is wrong you?!" Davis spoke in a shrill voice, cradling his wounded shoulder, looking at Molten with wide, fearful eyes, expecting to see a sadistic and hungry look staring back at him. But no, instead, he was met with confusion and shock, as if he himself didn't know what he was doing. His tongue rove through his teeth, still tasting the leftover blood. Without saying a word, he mumble something about not to tell anyone about this and rush out the door, with Davis calling out to him being a sick bastard. Just as he opened the door, Eclipse starring at him with a concern look, appearing to hear the scream that Davis let out.
"Molten? What is going.." Eclipse eye's widen at the blood staining Molten's teeth and rush inside to Davis's side, yelling at Molten about what you did to him. Molten seem to not hear him as he walk calmly out the door, trying to rationalize what he just did.
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The fuck was that about? Molten recalled, sitting cross-legged inside his closet in the basement, still licking his teeth from the remnants of Davis's blood. Normally, he doesn't care about getting blood on fur or in his mouth. He knows he can just rubbed it off in a creak or use a wet towel to wash it off. But for some sick reason, he wants Davis's to remain in his mouth, to reexperience the flavor over and over again. He recalled Davis screams when bit down on his skin, tasting the pale flesh and copper liquid seeping through his mouth and drenching his tongue. He can hear the pitiful whines and yells seeping in his ear, almost driving to bite down harder, to show Davis who running the show. A compulsion form in his mind, to bite down on other parts of the chubby body, wondering what they taste, what other noises or insults Davis would come up with as he explored the miserable manager.
"What the hell is wrong with me?" Molten rubbed his face into his hands, head already wondering where is the manager now.
"I want you to answer that question as well."
Molten head snapped up to voice, looking up at Eclipse standing in the doorway with his arms crossed over his chest, a stern expression on his face. Molten gave a dry laugh, daring the attendant to scold him like parent.
"The hell do you want?"
"You know what I'm here for." Eclipse didn't miss a beat, wanting to know what's going on with Molten lately. "You're lucky you didn't hit anything major into Davis."
"I knew what I was doing. I didn't want him to bleed out yet."
"Are you sure? Because you look pretty shocked when you came out of the office, as if you had no idea what going on with yourself."
Molten scowled, not in the mood to be told off by Davis's favorite.
"If you looking for an apology, you ain't getting one." He stood up and tower over him, hoping that enough will antagonize Eclipse. "So why don't you do me a favor and fuck off?"
"I'm not leaving until I get an answer out of you, Molten" Eclipse stood his ground, not moving an inch. "For the past few days, you have been watching me and Davis interacted with each other, and today, you barge into his office and demand him to tell you why I was giving him gifts, and when he gave you one, you just bite him? Help me understand that Molten, because that doesn't make sense to me."
"I don't have to answer to Davis's fuck toy." Molten barked, irritation showing through. "I'm soooo sorry that I'm not pleasing and begging for Davis to give me the slightly bit of attention and hogged it all for myself, because, unlike you, I don't need validation to prove my self-worth."
Silence rang through the empty room, save for Molten ragged breathing huffing at Eclipse's unchanging face.
"You're jealous." Eclipse concluded, taking a step towards the angry abomination. "And angry, and obsessed at Davis, because he's finding happiness through a stressful environment, and right now, you're having a hard time understanding how he could manage something like that, because all your life, you have been dealt with pain and suffering from those closest to you, and I'm sorry for that"
"I don't need your pity." Molten gritted his teeth.
"It's not pity. It's understanding, because I've been through your shoes." Eclipse titled his head with a sad smile. "You remember what I said that I wasn't always a nice person? Well, I would become envious of my coworkers for getting along with the kids, for always getting them out of trouble and blaming all of their problems onto me. It doesn't help that I was impatient and unkind towards them, even though some of them deserve it." Molten can hear Eclipse voice dip lower into a cutting edge, suggesting he wasn't lying about hating some of his coworker.
"So, when was I send here, and having a discussion with Davis, I decided to focus what I think bring me joy and happiness, try to not let me anger control how I feel, and spread it towards other."
"What makes you think I'm going to listen to your shitty life lesson?" Molten dared, rolling his eyes.
"I'm not sure, But something tells me that you miss Davis in a weird kind of way. He has been avoiding you lately, and has been spending a lot of time with me."
Molten laughed at this until his voice box break with a static sound, the absurdity of situation is outstanding to him. "Missing Davis? Oh please. I know you're not the comedian of this little circus, but that got a laugh out of me."
"Well, I'm glad I made you laugh, but this is serious."
"I know it is you moron." Molten cut him off. "Let me remind you that I do not care for Davis in the slightest and the only reason he alive is because I need him, so whatever drugs you are on, I don't want any part of it."
"So then why did you bite Davis?"
He hesitated for a moment before replying, " I was simply teaching him a lesson," Molten half-lied through his teeth. "For always wanting to talk shit to me and not answering my questions."
"And you got mad at him for wanting to spend time with me?"
Molten tighten his fist, wanting to punch the stupid smirk off of Eclipse's face.
"Get the fuck out Eclipse. My patience is running thin with you constantly questioning me." Molten shoved Eclipse out of the way as he about to go upstairs, but stop as he spot the originals and the Glam rocks sitting on the top of steps, listening in on Molten's and Eclipse conversation, with Bonnie and Foxy carrying a weapon in case it turn violent.
"The fuck y'all waiting for?! The show's over, so move!" Molten bellowed as he march on top of the stairs with Eclipse tagging along behind him in case he does something reckless. The animatronics still not moving, stared down at Molten when he reached the landing.
"We didn't want ya to hurt clippy like you hurt Davis!" Bonnie shouted in annoying voice, with Foxy nodding along. "Yeah Molten, if you wanted to explore your kinks, at least ask him first before biting him. Otherwise, it just make the situation werid."
Monty did a double take on what Foxy said, along with Glamrock Chica looking in disgusted and confusion.
"Why would think this is a sexual thing Foxy?" Monty asked in bewilderment. "It was clearly a power move toward the man."
"Because he's a closeted gay with messed up emotions and too scared to say how he actually feels towards Davis." Foxy bellowed, with Roxanne nodded along to what Foxy is saying.
Molten eyes twitch, hands itching to strangle the half wits. They always find a way to irritate his spirits.
"First of all, you useless brain cells fighting for last place," Molten spoke in a slow and deliberate tone. "I'm not gay, I'm bisexual, get that through you thick skull. Secondly," He put a finger in front of Eclipse to stop him from congratulating his sexuality. "It none of your fucking business what I do with Davis. He needed to be put in his place, and I did. So knock it off." Molten stormed off passed them, hoping to get some air in Monty's bar. Thankfully, it was almost closing time, and customers were no longer around. Before he get too far, he overheard heard Bonnie mumbled, "So it was a sexual thing? I'm confused," along with Chica replaying, "I think so is he."
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Davis winced, side-eye Eclipse for removing the gauze from his shoulder and applying ointment. "Sorry Davis, but I have to make sure it's doesn't get infected." Eclipse soothed, rubbing the wound with saline on a cotton ball.
"I'm fine Eclipse. It just sore every time I move my arm or when someone touches it."
"I can only imagine. That why I want treat you to make sure you are healing properly. Plus, I'm one of the few people who knows how to use the first aid kit."
Davis sighed, knowing Eclipse is right. He just hates that another injury is stained on him by Molten. It's been a week since he bit him, and all interaction from him have been radio silence even since, save for couple of stares every time he leaves for work. He can still see the pinpoints of glowing eyes leering at him at the dark, never leaving his back as he steps inside his car and headed home. Same goes for the animontronics; Molten hasn't said a word towards them, other than just starring down at them. They jolt down what emotions he feeling, but Monty guessed he either depressed as fuck or in deep thought about what happened. Davis can't tell if it a blessing or a curse for Molten being silent. Either way, he keeping an eye on him in case it a ploy to let his guard down.
"Eclipse?" Davis brought a question up, seeing the tall attended backs facing him, reaching on his desk to get fresh gauze out. He responded with a hum, curious eyes turning towards his partner. "I remember that you told me that Molten did this," He motioned at his shoulder. "just because he missed me?"
"That is my theory." Eclipse confirmed, bending down in front of Davis once more and apply the stretchy fabric to the wound, hearing him hiss at the pressure. "He's so used to being around you and berating you all the time, that the moment we got together, he became jealous that the routine isn't going his way anymore." Eclipse finished wrapping Davis's shoulder, tucking it tightly underneath the layer to ensure it doesn't unravel, and pulling Davis's sleeve back over it, smoothing out the creases and wrinkles.
"You haven't told him about us right?"
"Oh no, he would've be livid if I told him." Eclipse chuckled, plucking the loose thread from the stitching he sew on the once torn cloth. "I basically told him about how he should confront his feelings instead of just ignoring them, which is causing his aggression and frustration to rise, along with telling him about my past and how it should not affect him. I can understand where he coming from, but there's no reason to go and bite someone just because their envious of a relationship. It not like those vampire TV shows where the main character becomes attractive to the vampire for doing that sort of thing."
"Still, it a weird thing to just bite someone because they're possessive about them." Davis stated, watching Eclipse put away the medical supplies in the medic kit, closing the plastic casing with click, before leaning on the desk and crossing his arms, his little bells jingling and bumping into his ribbons with a chime sound.
"It is, truly, and the fact he hasn't spoken a word is concerning as well." Davis nodded, leaning back into his chair, letting out an exhausted sighed as he closed his eyes. He can hear Eclipse moving, feeling his hand gliding up his nose and up towards his hair, fiddling with the loose strands.
"I'm sorry that this happened to you." Eclipse spoke gently,his mind overthinking. "Is there anything that I could do to help?"
"No Eclipse, I should be ok. Thank you for helping me with this." He rolled his shoulder, immediately regretting it as the soreness catches up to him, causing his eyes to flick open.
"Be careful Davis, goodness." Eclipse was about see if any damage has occurred on the wound before being stop with a wave of Davis's hand.
"I'm fine. Like I said just soreness." Davis grimaced, pinching the bridge of his nose. "Look, I got some stuff I need to do. Why don't you go and rest yourself with the others?"
"Oh but have to make sure the the saline is working." He brought up, pointing towards the mark. "Can I at least lay on the couch until I'm sure it works?" He clasped his hand together in a pleading motion towards Davis, who sighed at him.
"Fine, you can." Eclipse clapped and plopped himself down on the couch, reaching underneath and taking out his sketchbook and pencil. He planted it there some time ago because Bonnie would often draw over his sketches until Eclipses got him his own. He would still look over Eclipses drawing from time to time, often complaining about how Eclipses looks better than his own.
"Can you put some music on please?"
Davis hummed, rising up from his slouched position and bringing his chair over to the computer, switched tabs to put on YouTube and clicking on a playlist that Eclipse likes, before going back to paperwork he did yesterday. For a moment, everything settle to normalcy, with the scratches and scribbling of Eclipse's pencil, along with him humming to tune of the music, and the click clattering of Davis punching numbers in, it become a pleasant environment. Davis worries soon took a backseat as settle into the mundane task, only being distracted by the discomfort in his shoulder and the occasional chatter from Eclipse, supposedly forgotten about checking Davis's injured shoulder.
Slick bastard. Davis admits that Eclipse is a lot more clever than he looks, giving his cheery and optimistic look make him pretty naive at times. Then again, with his past, Davis not sure what traits Eclipse has hidden. He doesn't know how long time has past but it wasn't until he heard the rising voices of the others he questioned how long he's been in the chair.
"Molten! Leave him be, you already hurt enough as it is."
"Get the fuck out of my way you mangy wolf ."
Before Davis and Eclipse know it, Molten swing opened the door, ducking his head to be able to fit in the short doorway before rising to his full height and faced Davis.
Eclipse immediately sat up at Molton's arrival, along with Davis sitting up a bit straighter.
"Molten? You finally break you vow of silence?"
"Shut up and listen to me you ungrateful prick." Molten snapped, side-eyeing Eclipse and Roxanne standing near him. "I want us be alone."
"Molten, I don't think that a good idea.."
"I didn't ask for you opinion Eclipse." Molten growled, before quickly changing his tone. "I'm not going to hurt him, I just want to have a little chat."
"And why would he trust you?" Roxanne spoke up, raising her eyebrow at him. "You literality bit his shoulder and broke his arm just for denying your request. If anything, you're the least trustworthy to be around."
"You're one to talk , you convincing snake." Molten mumbled
"Ok ok. Molten, Roxanne got a point, why would I let you be alone with me after all of the shit you put me through?" Davis argued, unconsciously protecting his injured arm.
"Because if we do, I'll get off your back about going down to the basement and I won't threaten the animonitroncs anymore." He snickered. "Well, as long as I feel like it, that is, and they dont piss me off."
"Everyday they piss you Molten." Davis sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose.
"Don't be so dramatic, they piss you off as well. And it not like you're better than me."
Davis pressed his lips together, wanting to retort by saying he kill everything that moves but decided against it, seeing the same look in Molten's eyes that he about force everyone out if they don't take the opportunity.
"Roxanne, Eclipse, go ahead and wait outside. I should be fine. Beside, he just force you out and dent your suits." Davis spoke in a tired tone, already breaking the charade he about to play with Molten.
Both hesitated for a moment, still worried for the injured man, but not wanting to torn to shred by the trigger happy bear.
"Just.. let us know if need help, ok?" Roxanne glared at the bear, who scowled at her with barren teeth, before being pulled away by Eclipse. "Be safe Davis. We'll be right outside if you need us." He pulled Roxanne through the door, before closing it behind them, leaving two enemies inside alone.
"What do you want Molten?" Davis asked with annoyance as the bear turned to face him. "you haven't talk to me ever since you attack me."
"It was a mistake, I'll admit to that." Molten said in deliberate tone, taking a step towards the man and placing his hands on the desk. "I need some time to gather my thoughts."
"For why you bit me?" Davis challenged, tilted his head up to maintain eye contact. "Or why you so eager to know about my relationship with Eclipse?"
"Both." He replied bluntly, slowly tracing the groves of furniture with this clawed finger while tapping like a velociraptor. "Still don't understand why you hang out with Smiles all the time. All he does is preach some happy bullshit and tries to appease you ego."
"Well, I rather hear some happiness instilled into me instead constantly being threaten all day." Davis raised his eyebrow at the frowning bear, before rolling his eyes and continuing. "It not my fault I like be surround with people who alleviate me of stress, since you are the causing the most stress out of everyone here."
"Then do a better job managing things around here and maybe I'll actually listen to you."
"Even if I do a better job of managing things, I highly doubt you listen to me."
Molten gave a dry chuckled. "Hmm, you may have of point. Anyways, I want to test something on you, just in case I don't have…. feelings for you."
"W-what do you mean by that?" Davis leaned back further in his chair, planting his feet down on the floor in case he has to run. "I don't understand what are you saying."
"Calm down, I'm not going to hurt you."
"Well, can you blame me for being a little cautious around you?" Davis showed off his shoulder and arm as an example. "You haven't exactly given me a good reason to trust you."
"That was your own fault for running that smart-ass mouth of yours." Molten brush off, then taking a deep breath. "As I was saying, I'm not going to hurt you. I just want to examine you for a minute."
"Examine me?" Davis questioned, looking at Molten up and down. "For what? You're trying to see if have some kind of device on me?"
"Yeah, pretty much. Because their no way in hell I would care for someone who drop out of high school." The tone of his way obvious sarcastic. His ears would be ringing any devices interfered with
"You know there nothing wrong with people who dropped out of high school..
"Just shut and come here." Molten motioned him to stand in front of him, stepping back from the desk to give Davis some space. He groaned, before getting up fully and stood in front of Molten, leaning back on the desk in case he tried anything. "You playing doctor or something?" Davis grunted as Molten caged in between his arms, blocking him from escaping.
"Be quiet," he ordered, as he brought a hand up and, as being gentle as rampaging bear can be, cupped Davis's chin, observing the black beard brushing against his palm. He noted that it much more corse than his actually hair, being much more softer and fluffier, He can see Davis's eyes panicking slightly, switching from his claws to his face, trying to figure what emotion he was feeling in case he turns violent. The rapid muffled thud of his heartbeat pulses on Molten's thumb, indicating how stressed and terrified Davis is. He tried to contain his excitement, knowing he has the power to make quiver underneath him.
"What exactly are you examining? Davis asked, voice straining in fear as Molten's hand snaked down to his neck.
"Like I said, just to see something about myself." Instead of choking him like he usually does, he angled his claws to where collarbone is, tapping against the bone while Davis side-eye him.
"Why don't you just admit Molten? Just say you miss torturing me or wanting in some sick way to spend time with me?" Hands tighten on his neck, triggering Davis to reach for Molten to stop whatever he about to do
"I swear to god if you don't shut your mouth, I'll sew it shut." That caused Davis to quell his question, allowing Molten to continued with his observation. Davis can tell that question provoked him, seeing how quickly confusion and irritation plastered on his face, mumbling words of "no", "I can't", and "I shouldn't be allowed to". Is he seriously struggling to admit he likes me? Cold fear washes over; It reminds him of that dream he had with Molten becoming a yandere or whatever Bonnie said, and the moment he rejected Molten's confession, he took a crowbar and beat him to death, repeating his love confession as he struck him. He hoped to god this is not dejected foreshadowing of what to come.
"Why are you so alluring," Molten started off as he hooked his finger on Davis's vest, tugging on the cheap fabric, almost tempting to hug the spilling flesh of the pale stomach. He always made comments on how Davis make a great pillow to be crushed on, to his replied to fuck off and he not an object. " Yet so irksome to be around? There's nothing special about you. You're just some run of the mill man who has some daddy issues and decided to be a good idea to run a failed restaurant just to appease final wishes."
"Well, you got one thing right," Davis pointed, removing Molten finger from his shirt, but end hearing a hiss of a warning to not touch him. "I am basic as fuck, and I prefer to be that way. The question is, why do you always have to insult me? Is this your only way of communicating with me?"
Molten scoffed, hands now fiddling with the buttons on the vest, tempting to tear the plastic thing just piss off the man. "You think I want to communicate with you? The only reason you're still alive is because I need you."
"But why torture me? Why not just leave me alone while I do my shit around here? Why be here if you're so miserable all the time and have nothing else better to than go down to some dingy basement?" Now clawed hand traveled down to his stomach, taunt fabric stretch over his protruding flesh. He pressed down, hearing Davis winced at the pressure.
"Because I find it fun. You make it so enjoyable to watch you squirm and wiggle and squeal like a terrified pig." There was some excite in his voice, almost craving for Davis to cower in fear again. "Besides, I need something in the farthest reaches in the basement, and I sure as hell not telling you a damn thing about what down there."
"So you got sadistic kink on me?" Davis repeated of what Foxy said, the idea no longer being foreign. "You're an obsessed asshole who strive for control since your life is a tangled mess, and since I'm weakest one here, you like to toy with me the most because, unlike the others, I don't much control or strength to stop you if you were to hurt me."
Molten chuckled lightly, the bass reverberating down to his hand and onto Davis stomach's, which rattle his ears in an unpleasant way. This only caused his anxiety to skyrocketed, worried about the dream prediction about to come true if he doesn't stop antagonizing the bear.
" You know what? There is something that I find fascinating about you." The hand that once was Davis's stomach rove upwards in a smooth motion back up to his chest, neck, and towards the back of his head, where his claw dove through the silken curls and cradle the human's head, forcing him to look into eyes.
"Molten?" Another voice crack. He cringed that his fear is slipping through, trying to maintain some amount of decent composure.
"You are intelligent I'll give you that, and you got the balls to stand up to me and tried to find a way to deactivate me. Even though it was a shitty blueprints, it was decent model of what I was made of." His hand squeeze tighter on Davis, causing him to yelp but silence once he saw a ear splitting smile on Molten's face, eyes wide like the black hole he seen online. The lighting onto does not help with his face, making him loom higher above Davis.
"And I think that why I find you soooo captivating. So easy to control and manipulative with a snap of a finger, or more than a pair of arms." He laughs, admiring himself on the joke."Yet you find new ways to excite me, to keep playing this fun little cat and mouse game that we set it up to be." He leaned into Davis's face, who breaths are coming out in an uneven mess, eyes shaking from the panic at Molten's words. "And we will continue to play this game until I'm done with you and you no longer serve my purpose. But for now, you belong to me. You are under my thumb. You are my little lap dog and I'll be damned if I let that slick mouth of yours taunt me about my life when your is lowly and pathetic." His head tilted slightly as he opened his mouth, preparing to puncture Davis's neck this time instead of his shoulder.
"Wait wait wait! Molten stop!" Davis pushes the wired bear away from him, but he only squeezed the man's head to cease any movement, causing a squeal to rise from him. A sadistic laugh only deepen the terror into Davis, sharpen teeth inches away from his neck. "There's no backing down now Davis. I think i figure out why I bit you last time. To keep you fearful of me, to always be thinking of me every time I'm near or far from you."
"You'll kill me if you bite down!" Davis rushed out, halting the process altogether. "The main arteries are there. I-if you manage to nick one of them, I'll bleed out and die. And if I'm dead, who going to let you down in the basement?"
That made Molten stop and think, eyes switching left and right as his mind to try to come up with answer.
"I'll be careful.."
"Since when are you careful, Molten?" Davis retorted, noticing Molten slowly inching away from his neck. "You slaughtered dozen of people in broad daylight and broke my arm in front of everyone. I highly doubt you'll be careful enough to not kill me."
A hum sounded off, along with echo of a laugh as Molten pulled away fully, smiling down at the man.
"You got a point on that." He nodded, hand still cradling Davis's head, squeezing it slightly to hear the pained whines of his victim. He was then admiring how Davis looks underneath him; breaths uneven, sweat clinging to his brows, face contorted with pain and distress. He had purposeful angled his head upward to see his neck, untouched with the interrupted bite that would've punctuated through his ivory skin. A shudder of disgust passed through him, with the idea of actually liking Davis. There no way in hell he actually likes this miserable prick, even though this whole thing started with Davis simply just talking to Eclipse. Hell, the whole reason he even here with him is to sort out his emotions, with whatever they settle on.
"But if you keep bad-mouthing me, either in private or with the others, and I'll bite that pudgy stomach until it stained with fat and blood. Is that understood?"
"I get it, I get it." Biting his tongue from saying anything more. Davis was relived to find the claw hand freeing itself from his hair, though he could've swore he felt a metal thumb lingering on his neck, as if longing to remain in there.
"Good. Nice talking to you Davis." Molten stood up and turn his back to him, heading to the door. Davis collapse with relief, bowing his head to allowing himself to breathe. He's so terrified that his ears were ringing from the horror that was encased in his head. Molten's red eye was side-eyeing , delighted in seeing the shuddering man.
"God, just look at you. Reduced to nothing more than a trembling and panting little doggy." That split smile returns. "I must say Davis. You are gorgeous when are you like this."
Davis cringed, bile rising in his throat about weak and fearful he is a him.
"Just leave me alone, Molten."
"Nah, you're too much of an entertainment to let you go." He winked at him. "I'll see you later Davis." Out the door he goes, leaving the poor man's bile to finally overtake him as he retched in his trash car, heaving up the remains of his lunch. He can hear commotion outside of his door, suggesting Molten is having an argument with Eclipse and Roxanne about his condition. they must've been standing outside just in case Molten hurts him again. Just as soon finished, the argument settle and he heard one of them coming, to what it sounds likes Eclipse based on the jingle of bells. He can barely hear him with the blood rushing to his ears, but what sounds like he checking up on him, feeling the feather likes touches on his back. Despite the comfort he is receiving, nothing could smooth over the hell Molten was creating for him.
End of story