He heard a noise. He snapped his head up. He wiped the tears from his eyes.
"W-Who's there?!" He asked. He hadn't heard a noise, that wasn't himself, in a while.
There was movement over there, but no light. It was too dark to see anything.
"Who's there?!" he asked with fake confidence.
The noise seemed to get closer. He scampered away. His hand and claw hitting the floor, as he scampered away on all fours.
The noise seemed to follow him. "Stop following me!" He whimpered out.
He didn't know where he was going. He had never been this far from the wall before.
He ran into the wall and some how didn't break anything. He scampered the other way just to be grabbed by someone.
"Let me go! P-Please!" He stammbered out in fear.
"Shush! You'll blow my cover!" He said.
"W-Who are you?" Foxy stammbered out.
"I'm Springtrap." He said. He set him on the floor. "Who are you?" He asked.
Foxy sat down and started at the floor, even though he couldn't see anything but darkness.
"I-I don't know. I was thrown in here. I apparently m-murdered someone, but I don't remember anything." Foxy said.
"Don't worry. They will be down here soon." He said. "I'll risk my cover for you, okay?" He said.
"What? No, no, no! I can't let you do that for me! We just met! Plus, you have whatever you're planning to look forward to!" Foxy said.
"What I had in plan was to find Foxy. I think they reseted him. I have to find him it he killed once, he can kill again. I need him for my plan." He said.
Foxy snapped up at that name. "Foxy? That name sounds familiar. Can that be my name?" He asked.
"Sure, why not?" Springtrap said. He picked up Foxy. And helps him back to his corner.
"I'm surprised that you're not used to the basement. I am, and I've been here for like a week. I've been quiet, though." Springtrap said.
"I-I don't leave my corner much. It feels safe here. It's away from the door." Foxy said. Springtrap rubbed his back to comfort him until he fell asleep.
