Springtrap was now busy with the counter, thinking. God damnit, why'd I agree to this shit? he thought as Alastor was busy looking at his microphone staff. He was passed out when Alastor added two new people here: Niffty and Husk. This confused Springtrap, cause he didn't remember any of the things that happened, but Charlie told him everything: he had passed out due to so much alcohol. God I am an alcoholic... he thought as he saw Alastor now looking at him with a devious smile.
"Springy, my friend! I have a question!" Alastor asked.
"Shoot." Springtrap rolled his eyes.
"How did you avoid death? I'm sure everyone wishes to know!" Alastor asked, smiling.
"Pssh, easy. It's called having a spirit haunt me, preventing my god damn death..." Springtrap sighed.
"Ah yes! The five missing children! You made them quite pissed, if I do say so myself!" Alastor laughed.
"Shut up, it was through my sick mind." Springtrap rested his head in the palm of his hand.
Alastor chuckled. "Your mind could be the greatest thing I've ever heard! Can I borrow it?" he asked.
Springtrap slammed both hands onto the counter. "Fuck off! It's mine!" he hissed.
"Oh, have your way, Mr. Afton!" Alastor grinned.
"And stop calling me Mr. Afton!" Springtrap hissed.
Charlie walked in, seeing Springtrap flipping Alastor off, while he grinned. Charlie groaned. "Can you two get along for at least one day?!" Charlie argued.
Springtrap looked at Charlie, undoing the bird. "Sorry, Char." he sighed.
"He started it!" Alastor moved away from Springtrap.
"WHAT?! YOU ASKED THE QUESTION!!" Springtrap shouted.
Alastor grinned, while Charlie face palmed.
"This is really pointless, trying to get you two to get along!" Charlie sighed.
Springtrap leaned on the counter, looking at Charlie. "Hey, it's not my fault Hell's mad at me for avoiding it." he argued.
"He's got a point!" Alastor commented.
"So, what's a cleansing?" Springtrap asked.
"A cleansing is-... where demons die... and I feel, that by the next cleansing- wait, when did you hear the word cleansing?" Charlie asked.
"Vaggie told me." Springtrap rolled his eyes.
"O-okay..." Charlie gulped a bit.
"Wait, so is cleansing like where the overgrowing population of Hell gets reduced by a upper demon?" Springtrap asked.
"Indeed it is, my friend!" Alastor laughed.
"Shut up." Springtrap glared at Alastor.
Alastor grinned as Charlie groaned with anger.
"Look! I just want you guys to get along, okay?!" Charlie hissed.
Springtrap looked at Charlie with shock. "Me?! Get along with him?! HA HA HA HA HA HA HA!" he burst out laughing.
Charlie started growling, but then she took deep breaths. She then started speaking once Springtrap finished his laughing outburst.
"I feel that you two would be a good team together, so if you two worked together, then you guys can accomplish more!" Charlie suggested.
Alastor looked at Springtrap, who looked at him. They exchanged glances with each other, which was a smile. Springtrap looked at Charlie. "Maybe." he said, smiling.
Charlie looked confused. "Huh?" she asked.
Springtrap chuckled. "Maybe you're right: we can get along." he said, as Alastor smiled.
Before anyone could speak, Angel ran in, screaming.
"WHERE ARE MY DRUGS?!" he shouted.
(( Who do you think took Angel's Drugs?? Eh?? I'm also gonna add an OC, so it could liven things up lol ))
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Alastor and Springtrap: The Deal That Can't Exist
HumorALASTOR is a chipper Radio Demon, always active and running around, making the deals that only really suits him. He has that voice that will give you the creeps, and he doesn't lose to any kind of life game. SPRINGTRAP was known as the child murdere...
