The Undying (Springtrap X Reader)(BEING REWRITTEN)

All Nighter pt. 2

"He likes you Y/n... he wants to show you true robot love~."

Micheal nudged my shoulder with a smirk.

"He said he'd never love me in that way anyways so just stop... fantasizing."
"She's right. I'd never love anybody again."

Micheal just grumbled in dissatisfaction.

"Just watch..."
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After a few hours, we got done playing all the games. And guess what? I haven't won once. Micheal and his father were split evenly with their wins. Currently at this moment, they were deciding on what else to do and I had grown a bit tired. It was already 1 in the morning and my body wasn't used to being up at this time.
I layed down and began to close my eyes.

"Y/n? Are you tired already?"
"Yeah."
"Let me take her to bed. If she's tired, then let it be. We can have family bonding time in the meantime."
"Sounds cool to me."

Springtrap put me over his shoulder again and carried me to my bed.

"Get some rest, alright? We'll be downstairs." Springtrap tucked me in and turned on the fan as I passed out.

MICHEAL'S POV

The games were all put up in their places right as my father was back from upstairs.

"So how'd it go with her?"
"I didn't say much. I just tucked her in."
"Oh really?"
"Yes, I'm sure. Micheal. I'd never break my wedding vows with my wife."

My father took his ring out from out of nowhere. It was pretty rusted and unclean.

"You've had it all this time?"
"Yes Micheal..."
"You're loyal, father. But, mother isn't here anymore."
"What do you mean?"
"Ahh you see... the police filed you as possibly dead and missing right before the pizzeria shut down due to some problems with the dead kids and all..."
"No wonder nobody answered my pleas..."
"Exactly, father. The building was soon abandoned and nobody visited it anymore. They deemed it haunted and a bad place to be so they shut it down. The establishment was to never be opened again..."

My father sat there, stressed. He was probably upset about the fact that his business was shut down. All those children he killed, it was discovered and now if he were still alive, he'd be in jail, possibly.

"How is Henry..?"

I looked over at him, and sighed.

"Well, he's doing alright. Had to deal with a shit ton of problems with the business and his dead kid. Let me tell you, he is still very depressed by it all,"

My father stared at me.

"But... he's doing fine now. He's had a new child with his wife and they're happy. He just really wants to kill you when he can, though."

He just looked annoyed.

"Good for him... but I wish he would've died too."
"Dad, you can't just say that."
"Oh but I can, Micheal. That fucker got everything he wanted as my family was taken away from me."
"I get it... I'm sorry for what happened to my little brother and Elizabeth, but we can't fix it. It's too late. And mom leaving for another man-"
"ENOUGH, MICHEAL!"

I stopped talking. I just wanted to let him know that we can't do anything about it so there was no point.

"I get it... I'm a terrible... terrible father... I've failed everyone..."
"It-"
"Nobody will ever love me... nor care for me... nobody heard my cries for help after I awoken in that room in pain... my body was broken and every movement felt like I was on fire... there is no hope for me, Micheal."

I couldn't sugarcoat it. Nobody gave a fuck for this man after the news came out around town. I even hated him. Yet, something made me get closer to him.
Was it tonight?
Was it Y/n...?

"Here, father. Take a break." I handed him some ice cream that was quite melted, but it didn't matter to my dad.

"I don't want this..."
"You want this instead?"

I had grabbed some alcohol out of a bag.

"Where'd you get that?"
"I'd thought we would need it to get more... quirky tonight. So I brought it."
"Alright... I'll take it."

He took it out of my hands and began to drink it. Don't ask me how he is drinking it because I have no clue myself.
He downed about half of it by the time he took it out of my hands.

"Want to party?"
"Party?"
"You know... blast music and fuck around and make a mess~... none of that kiddy-pizza shit."
"Hell yeah, but- what would Y/n think of it?"
"She doesn't have to know... it's just me, your father, and yourself."
"I mean you're right."

We got up, and put the ice cream up and began snacking on the chips and eating every. single. damn. chip.
I don't know how this man could eat so much.

"You ate a lot."
"I was obese once."
"Oh, riiiiight. About that. I forgot since I'm so used to photos of you skinny."
"I was a fat fucking pig and I hated every moment of being in my mud of sweat."
"Geez dad, don't be so harsh on yourself."
"I had to be."

Questions began to flood my mind.

"Dad... how did you... survive so long in that suit..?"
"I wouldn't want to give away my secrets now."

I kept thinking about it as I cleaned up the mess in the kitchen.

"Maybe next time. Anyways, I need to head home, it's like— 4 in the morning and Y/n is asleep so there is no point of being here anymore."
"Okay bye bye."
"That's all??"
"I'm messing around. Get some rest. We'll let you know when we need you again."
"Alright father... don't do anything to her or we're going to have some problems."
"Of course I won't... you don't have to worry. That's all me in the past..."
"I believe you. Goodnight."

I left praying to God that my father wouldn't hurt such a woman like her.
I had a good feeling that he would learn something from her as well...

SPRINGTRAP'S POV

Micheal had left. I felt... something. I felt different. I had no remorse. No guilt.
Still no regrets.
I cleaned and tidied the living room for Y/n so she didn't have to do it in the morning.
I went upstairs, straight to Y/N's room.
I peeked in through the door and saw her sleeping. She slept so comfortably and I just wanted to feel it all...
I realized something. I had feelings. And I wanted to touch them.
I wanted to swallow everything.
I wanted to feel her warmth.
Yet, I just couldn't.
I'm just a dead man in a suit.
I can't feel anything.

I shut her bedroom door and went back downstairs and layed on the couch, shutting down.
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