Motivation of a Different Color Pt. 2

	Sloppy, wet crunching and chewing noises. The last thing the ghost had wanted to wake up to. Scanning his surroundings, he saw what looked like his earlier self once again. The lively man was eating something rather messy in the backseat of his car. The ghost panned until the desecrated body of a child came into view.

"What the FUCK are you doing?!" The ghost screamed.

The purple cannibal slowly looked at the ghost, bits and pieces of gore still streaked across his face and his hands.
"Oh, it's you. I have you to thank, after having a small existential crisis I realized I felt empty after killing the child. I didn't even hide the body. It was extremely clumsy so I figured I would hide the evidence. I actually feel a lot better after a bit of food."

The extreme contempt from the spirit was palpable.
"This did NOT happen originally. Even I know that much. We only did a hit and run on the kid, we didn't FUCKING EAT HIM! WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU?!"
"After that robot left me, I wanted to fill the hole inside me."
"Yeah, great. Wonderful. If that kid doesn't haunt the place things won't go correctl-ARE YOU EATING THE BONES?!"
"They're the only things that satisfy my hunger."
"I EXPECTED BETTER FROM YOU! FROM NOW ON, NO MORE KID-EATING!"
The man raised his hand.
"Can I still finish my meal?"
"Fuck this, I'm out."

Rolling in his grave, the spirit ceased to exist for a time.
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His rest only lasted for a mere moment. Four torn-apart corpses of children were inside the ramshackle nest his living counterpart called home. The typical carrion-eaters had already festered on what was left. The more fleshy of the two laid in bed.
"WHAT DID I JUST TELL YOU?"
"What, like a week ago? I got hungry again."
"EAT SOME FOOD LIKE A NORMAL SERIAL KILLER, go to mcdonald's not mckiddies!"
"You should know I'm not normal."

The ghost took a deep, calming breath of what passed as "air".
"You have completely fucked it up. Those kids were supposed to haunt robots, then scare you into a springsuit when you inevitably return to the restaurant to tear apart the mascot robots."
"So I cheated death?"
"Err-"
"Why are you still here then?"
"Well you do die eventually."
"Shit how do I not-die then?"
The ghost got an idea. A brilliantly awful idea.
"Give it some time you'll get the chance. You'll also be able to correct at least one mistake."
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	The deed was done. The robots were all dismantled. No ghosts of children were able to manifest in the robots. Even easier than the previous iteration of robot-killing. The ghost of Will and the body of Will stood side-by-side.
"Okay kid, you ready to achieve immortality?" The ghost asked.
"Hell yeah what took you so long?"
"This stuff takes time. Anyway, come to the back."

	They went to the back. It really wasn't that far of a walk. The Spring Bonnie suit stood idle. While the curious mortal William looked around, the ghost's plan was working perfectly.
"Okay, what I need you to do is put on that smelly rabbit costume" The ghost ordered.
"...I didn't wait this long for pranks."
"No seriously put on the suit."
"Okay fine."

	The rusty, degraded suit was on. The mascot moved around the room clumsily, as expected of someone wearing a costume. Water kept plopping on all the delicate pieces of the costume, and plopping onto the floor as well. The ghost and suited man looked to each other.
"Any second now" The ghost stated.
"So uh, is there like some kinda satantic ritual?"
"No."
"No ritual?"
"Not really."
"Not even spooky candles?"
"I don't think those would stay lit even if we needed them."
"Oh."

It wasn't locking up.
"Okay, bear with me. Can you do like, rabbit hops or something?"
"If you're pranking me I'm leaving."
"I'm dead serious."
"No puns either."
"Okay, I'm serious. Very serious. Just do some exercise in that thing."

They went through various routines, push-ups, sit-ups, jogging, jumping jacks, rabbit hops (begrudgingly).
"If this is some elaborate way to get me to go to the gym it's not going to work" The costumed man wheezed, taking off the mascot head.
"I don't know why it's not working."
"Welp, thanks for the disguise. See ya" He said as he plopped the rabbit mask back over his head.
Panic overwhelmed the spirit.
"WAIT!"
"What now? I got other kids to eat.
"I didn't want to have to tell you this, but you're a furry now."
A snort. Then a chuckle. Then uncontrolled laughter.
"Oh man, you're really funny you know tha-"

	He was cut off by the sound of metal breaking, and flesh being penetrated. He sat in the corner, quivering and panicking at first. A look of realization came from behind the mask. He continued to chuckle a little.
"Ehehe-urk. N-nice prank, really fooled me."

Nobody was there. As it should be.