His name is SpringTrap

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Its almost quitting time. I did the best I could, but I say it was okay. I could not stop looking at the blueprints and notes... I probably shouldn't be doing this, but as I packed up the files and papers, i... snapped some pictures. Might get fired, but I need some better material than what college failed to offer. Maybe do my own thing and do like other inventors, go on YouTube and do my own work.

I head to the office, the ONE room that doesn't have cameras. Well that and a certain saferoom, actually all these rooms have blind spots from the cameras, but the office is definitive. Plus it will seem less suspicious if I take these files in there. 

After snapping a few pics, I put them back. I walked out as if nothing was wrong because nothing was. I passed by the night guard "Night, Jeremy" and went home that night. And made a plan to steal the notes. Highly doubt they'd miss them anyways 😈
If this Fazbear Frights goes bust, maybe I can start my independent channel and make money off of that. Only a backup plan, highly doubt ill be here for too long.

>Night 2 later<

I arrived to work that day. "Morning Jeremy-" he grabbed me by the shoulders

"Theres a REAL one!?" He looked at me with those lifeless eyes with such intensity, only now do I get a good look at him. Freaky! They're usually just covered by his hat.

"Huh?" I asked, scared and confused

"A REAL animatronic? I heard you're a technician or something and you guys found it yesterday?"

"W-Well technically they found it, I j-just fixed him up is-is all"

"Is everything alright here?" Asked our manager "Jeremy, you're just tired, man, go home and get some sleep and we'll see you here tonight, alright?"

Jeremy sighed "you're right, im sorry... y/n?" It was obvious he didn't know my name, but that was okay

"Its c-cool, you're just tired and honestly yeah it can freak you out, you'll be fine" I stuttered

"Well, I'll see you tomorrow" said Jeremy

"Man, that guy is committed to that costume, it's the same one everyday and wears it at night, think its his real body?" My manager asked

"I dunno, his hands felt... real"

"Well of course they're real, they're part of his body"

"Mr. Manager, are you high?" I asked

"Nah, its way too early"

I later went into the room where SpringBonnie was in, with my notebook and pen in hand, I was ready to take notes on this as well as... borrow some of these old ones.

Then suddenly the power went out

"OH CRAP WE DIDN'T SHORT CIRCUIT DID WE!?" someone yelled out, that's right, this building can easily catch on fire, but it pays my share of my bills and potentially my tuition so maybe I should care.

"Its less than a power outage, we should be fine" said a low, raspy, and glitchy British Voice

"You're right, someone probably just flipped the lights out" I responded as I used my phone light to- WAIT WHAT? "Who said that! Whos there?!"

"Down here" the voice crept, sounds like it came from... Spring Bonnie?

"Oh no, all my years of worshipping Satan has come to bite me, now God sent him to possess this gold bunny after me to collect my soul! I'm sorry God!" I said in a playful voice until I broke into laughter "haha, im kidding there is no God, or maybe there was and he abandoned me long ago" :D

"Can't disagree with that" the voice spoke again, laughing so gently but because it was delicate

"Hehe, okay but seriously wh-whos there, this isn't funny" for reals I got scared. I grabbed my phone and turned on the flashlight, then I looked toward SpringBonnie, who's head was facing up, standing on its own, facing me, and spoke in a glitchy voice

"Hello-o-o-oo, Da-ar-ar-ling"

I stared as I saw that... thing... get up on its own. My eyes remained wide open but my body was silent, except for my heartbeat racing like a racing animal that KNOWS there's no tomorrow. Spring Bonnie jangled, he struggled to get up but eventually got the hang of it.

"S-spring... Bonnie?" I stuttered

"Not a-any-mo-mo-more, cal-call me... Spri-ringTrap" said the rabbit, as it made its way closer to me. With each stomp, I heard the clank of metal and smoosh of whatever that pink-redish jelly stuff in him his get louder by a little.

"Wh-what do you want?" Were the only words I could say

"To-to make yo-you my bri-ide, and make this-this world ours, for-r I too-o-o know a thing or two about being ab-abandon-ed by God"

Oh God no, "listen, I may have meant that I wouldn't go out with than yesterday and would literally go with anyone else but Let's just see where this goes first and if im gonna be a real wife and not just some indentured love slave y'know?" I smiled while fear ran through my body

He then laughed and spoke in a clear... human? Voice, no voice box or anything "im only kidding haha" he padded my head with his heavy hands "You must be Y/N, im Dave Miller, im new here, sorry if I scared you, I probably made a terrible first impression didn't I?"

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