You didn't know why, but you missed Springtrap dearly, even if he had murdered someone. You felt as if there was a special connection between you two, even if he was an animatronic. That was, until you turned on the news. "-Firefighters are currently trying to put out the flame in the new horror-attraction Fazbear's Fright," The news-lady says from the TV, and you stare in shock. Springtrap's in there, you think numbly. You shake your head and get up, barely remembering to put on shoes before running out to your car, jumping inside and speeding out of the neighborhood. When you eventually make it, the fire was already put out, and police investigators were all over the place. "Excuse me!" You say to one of them. "Sir, you shouldn-" He begins before you interrupt him. "I worked at this place, and I had a very important belonging that I had left in there." You say in a hurry, fidgeting. The investigator sighs. "What was it?" He says. "It was a large rabbit animatronic, kinda broken, looked goldish-greenish?" You say, trying your best to describe him. "Nope, sorry sir. All we found were a few masks and a burnt lighter." He says, walking away. Oh shit. You think, walking away. Did he make it out? You look around in hope to see your bunny animatronic in the forest nearby, but no luck. "Look, there he is! (Y/N)!" A vaguely familiar voice yelled from a distance, and you looked in the direction, seeing two men running towards you. Well, one was running, the other was taking a casual, long-stride stroll. You narrowed your eyes, trying to get a better look at the man who was running towards you. Well, until he literally jumped on you, knocking you down. "Oh, (Y/N)!" He yells, hugging you. He sounded just like Springtrap. "Who are you?" You say, managing to stand, though you failed to peel the man off of you. The other man had finally reached you, and you got a good look at him. He had a casual smile on his face, his smooth hair black. His eyes dark gray. "Hello, (Y/N). I am William, and this here is Spring-Bonnie, or, as you may know him as, Springtrap." He says, putting his hands in his pockets. You look up at the tall man hugging you. Sure enough, he looked like Springtrap. He had dirty blonde hair, two bunny ears, the left one sporting a bandage, and he was in a slightly ripped button down shirt, black suspenders, and black skinny-jeans. "Oh, (Y/N)," Springtrap mumbles, still hugging you tightly. You had no idea how he had turned into a human, but you didn't care at the moment, all you cared about was that your Springtrap had survived. Yes, your Springtrap. He let out a long sigh, and you hugged back, your face stuffed into his upper-chest.
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"These are called 'French fries?'" Springtrap asked you, looking at the pile of french fries you had bought for him. "Yep, and they're pretty good," You say, eating one of your own. Springtrap looks at his, a bit unsure. William was currently chomping down on his cheeseburger, probably not even taking a break to breathe in-between bites. "Come on, try it? Just for me?" You beg, trying your best to do the "Puppy eyes." It seemed to work, because Springtrap sighed and grabbed one, looking at it before taking a bite out of it. "Oh my, this is good," He says, eating another. William only nods, almost done with his burger. "Are you even breathing?" You laugh, looking at William. He chooses to ignore you and continue inhaling his burger. "It's been a while since he's been able to eat," Springtrap says, sounding apologetic. You shook your head, laughing. "It's fine," You say, still silently laughing at William now inhaling his fries. Springtrap continues to slowly eat his, staring off into space, his stormy-gray hues sparkling, no longer dull. "Hel-lo? Space cadet?" William says after a moment, waving his hand in front of Springtrap's face. He jumps slightly, startled by William's hand. "But we're not in space," Springtrap points out, raising an eyebrow. William facepalms. "Its a saying, Springtrap." You say, holding in a laugh. Springtrap stays looking confused before biting into another fry.
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"Nice house, (Y/N)." William says, walking in. (Y/N) smiles. "Thanks," You reply, kicking off your shoes and sitting down. Springtrap only stands there, looking a bit uncomfortable. "You good?" William asks, casually flopping down on the other end of the couch. "I'm fine," Springtrap says, walking over to the recliner. He gently sits down, yet manages to tumble as the recliner falls backwards, bringing a surprised and terrified Springtrap down with it. William makes a loud snort before laughing like a nut-job, pointing at Springtrap. You barely hold in a giggle as you help Springtrap up. "T-That th-thing t-t-tried to k-kill me!" Springtrap exclaims, holding onto you. William was still laughing, or, at this point, wheezing. You shoot him a glare. "Its ok," You try to say soothingly, patting the taller male's shoulder. "You-" William says, wheezing. "Retard!" He laughs out, falling over. You reach over and grabs a book, throwing it at William. It hits him in the head. Good. "Hey!" William grumbles, rubbing his head in the spot the book hit him with. You only smile, Springtrap staying as far away as the recliner as possible while still being near you. You sit back down, and Springtrap sits next to you, his hands in his lap. William begins to channel surf, raising an eyebrow at all the new channels and shows. "Can't you just find a channel?" You grumble, snatching the remote and finding a random show.
Hello my lovely Reader. Sorry I've been gone, I decided to not exist the whole weekend and just play on my Xbox.
I also just made a new server on Discord!
https://discord.gg/VZKHx2sJWS
There's the link up there for the Markiplier Fan Club server! The link to my other server should be in my bio.
Anyways, thank y'all so much for reading, and I love you all! <3
