Chapter 2: What its like to be Us

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After the twins finished the yard work, Silhouette went to get the eggs from the chickens, and swore he'd be back in time for the bus. Springtrap sighed and rolled his eyes. He says that EVERY day, and EVERY day they end up chasing the bus down Wood Street. Springtrap fixed his blonde, shoulder length hair, and got all the weeds out of it. He grabbed  a purple flannel shirt, and some dark Violet pants, and his ugly shoes. (im sorry, there busted at the toes, and held together with duct tape and hit glue). 

He stared at himself in the mirror. His face was dirty and had scratches from the yard work. Springtrap muttered," Crap..just crap.."

" William!" A soft voice called. He knew who it was and jumped up. He rushed in and saw his Mother doing dishes. He rushed to her side," Yes, Mother?" His mother, Selena, looked like his twin. Selena smiled," Almost ready for school?" "Yes, Mother." Selena stopped doing dishes, dried her hands, and rested them gently on the sides of his face. She bent over the slightest bit and kissed his forehead softly. 

Springtrap smiled the tiniest bit. " Mother..I'll be f-" Selena started putting the dishes away, causing Springtrap to automatically grab them as well, and put them in there spots," Mother, I'll be fine." Selena paused and looked at him. Her son had a serious look i his eyes. She knew what he was going through. She spoke with a soft, heavenly voice, which was the opposite of her fur color," Son, come closer." Springtrap obeyed... Selena parted the lips to his mouth and saw the gap of missing teeth on the roof of his mouth, causing him so speak differently. 


Selena noticed how different his posture was because of his collar bone. Selena had gotten calls from school of children harassing Springtrap for his disorder and his looks. The problem was, Springtrap told Silhouette, and silhouette wasn't happy about kids picking on his brother.. Kids would say Silhouette had it too, and said he wore dentures. Silhouette proved them wrong. She knew that they were tight on money, and she couldn't afford to give them new clothes, haircuts, or new shoes.. She sighed, looking in her sons dead, bloodshot eyes..The redness hovering in the white..The red eyelids sparkle with exhaustion and hope. She mutters," Don't worry Son, I'm trying.."


Springtrap nods and says 'Good-Bye' when dismissed from his mother's presence. Where the hell was Silhouette??

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