Locked in | FNAF springtrap x reader

Rotten Chocolates And Roses

Your mind drifted into a calmness, the world summonding around you.

"I just don't think this is a great idea... No, actually, it's a terrible idea and I know what's going to happen. " Springtrap hissed. You gave the bunny an unamused look. He frowned. "I don't appreciate your actions, but you should at least know I'd like to pulverize Henry. " He added. You chuckled with a hum as you were cleaning your makeup brushes, getting a few things done since it was Thursday and you didn't do much self care lately.

He groaned, his body making an odd sound as it clicked to his slouching adjustment.

"What was it like before that room? I don't know what to go off of, the sounds you make are weird soo... Kind of lost here. " You asked interestedly.
You honestly wonder if perhaps he was a working animatronic for a while, like on stage. But then how? Why? Your mind backed up every time that thought wandered by because you'd remember the other bits of information he'd give you. It doesn't seem likely. He seems to have had quite the life involving Freddy's, but not as a robot.

"I didn't ever move until you found me, it's why I was so rusted. " He answered casually. You grinned, booming with new questions.

"So... "

"Oh god why did I even answer? " Springtrap shut down, turning away from the doorframe and slumping down on your bed. You heard the mattress squeak and other things flopping around. He sighed.

You squished the water out and set the brushes on a towel to dry, now moving and shifting tone weight against the frame of the bathroom door way. You were curious.

"Sooo....? " You asked again. He groaned.

"Spit it out, " He grumbled. "But only one more. "

"Oh good! " You gasped, padding over excitedly and sitting criss-cross beside him. "So I think the best question I could ask would be: What happened to you? " You smiled, nudging him. He actually let you ask for once instead of reluctantly giving you an answer to one of the twelve questions you'd ask at once. He was awfully particular, that was for sure.

However it was quiet for a while, an empty silence filling the space between you too. You patted him, feeling kind of bad suddenly. Maybe that was too... Sensitive.

He exhaled. "I was working a late shift and I saw something... ghosts. They had to have been ghosts. " Springtrap paused, hands on his knees. "I was scared. They trapped me and I didn't know what to do so... I hid in the suit. "

"... What? " You gasped softly, raising fingers to your lips and biting the nails in anticipation.

"I guess there was water somewhere that got into the suit, which they're really delicate with, and it set off the springlocks. " Springtrap finally finished, his voice grumbly and coarse a bit. He seemed deep in thought.
You frowned pitifully. Fingers laced his fur and you began to rub his massive back, comforting him with a warm look on your face.

He glanced over, tired eyes whimpering at you.

"It's alright. I could never understand your situation, and that sounds horrible, but it's okay. It's just us now, yeah? "
He smiled, wide.

"You sure are cute, Y/N." Springtrap chuckled, rubbing your head. You grinned back and went off to do a few more things before your next... date.

Alas, though, after you tried distracting yourself the time came once again and you had dresses yourself in... A similar fashion to before. Casual is best.

You had this time disconnected the trailer and moved it aside, taking your care to meet Henry to avoid and mishaps with Springtrap. Traffic was smooth, the car humming and buzzing with every turn of the wheel.