Springtrap sat there in front of you, giving you a cold, icy stare. You felt uncomfortable and nervous so you stared at your fingers, waiting for him to start talking.
"How did you get this job? And why?" You still stared at your fingers, making him agitated. In a sudden moment, you felt cold, metal hands on your chin, pulling it up forcing you to stare at him in the eyes. "Look. At. Me. When. You're. Being. Spoken. To." His voice impaled you, making you feel uneasy while staring into his emotionless eyes.
"I..I uh..." You tried squeaking out, beginning to tear up. "I found it in the newspaper.." He hummed in a low tone of approval. "Next question. Do you know anything about me?" You did. You knew his past, all those children killed in his grasp.
"N-no.." He looked at you with annoyance and rage. "You're lying. Tell the truth or ill skin you and feed you to a dog." Your face turned white at this threat, clearly amusing him and fueling his sadistic enjoyment. He let out a dark chuckle that made you want to crumble on the floor.
"I don't know anything about you, okay?" Your tone suddenly turned angry and you got a sudden boost of confidence, only to be stolen after Springtrap stood up and towered over your fragile pathetic body.
He grabbed you by the neck and gave you a stare full of bloodthirsty anger. "I could snap your legs in half right now if I wanted to. I wouldn't spark up an attitude with me, honey." His voice was accusatory. You've done something wrong.
"Then again," He began. "That sounds like the kind of tone I would use if I was scared of something. But that hasn't happened in over 30 years. It won't happen any time soon either."
"I-i'm not scared of you.." You muttered. He began chuckling, later turning into full on manic laughter.
He was laughing for around 10 seconds straight. "Ahh..you're funny." He said this 'wiping away his tears' when he can't even cry, or so you thought.
"It just makes it worse denying it, dear. Accept it. You're like me." You froze, wide eyed in shock. He didn't just say that. "I'm nothing like you. You're a child murderer. You killed them. You're a monster!" Tears were threatening to fall.
"Ah. So you do know things about me. Now answer this question. Why would you lie to me, dear?"
Anger rushed through you when those words escaped his mouth. You couldn't bare him any longer. You knew he was made of metal, it was almost impossible to really kill him with your feeble body.
You stood up quickly and attempted to kick his chest. Before you could react, he grabbed your leg, causing you to collapse to the ground. You felt a surge of pain go through your arm.
"WHAT THE HELL!?" You screamed, tears streaming down your face as you held one arm over your shoulder, hoping it would stop it from hurting so much.
He glared at you with happiness and merriment. He loved feeding on your pain.
He let out a dark sigh. "I guess it'll take time for you to realize it." The 6am bell rang and you ran out of the attraction, tears pouring behind you.
(A/N: Srry it took long to update this loll. I'm probably not gonna be able to update this in the upcoming week from now on. I will be on vacation, so when I come back ill make sure to update you. Ty for ur support :3!!!! (>3<))
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Springtrap x Reader
FanfictionY/N is an average 20 y.o that wants to work for Fazbear's Frights. They met an animatronic known as Springtrap or William Afton, the child murderer. You didn't know what you felt, but it was most definitely love.
