Won't You Stay At Fazbear's?

Chapter 29

SpringTrap's P.O.V.
I slowly got up. My head throbbing. Wait. Since when did I have a head? I sat up. I had a face, hair, golden hair and a body.

"Good morning." I looked around. A man stood there in a gold suit. I couldn't open my mouth to answer. My hands brushed past my mouth, stitches.

"Don't worry, it was necessary. So you won't ask question." I just stared at him.

"Oh, I'm Max. Or Goldie as I'm known." My eyes widened. I gestured to my new body.

"We did some experimenting. I hope you like, you still have your ears." I felt the top of my head. He was right. I did still have my ears. I stood up. I was wearing a ripped yellow dress. Goldie handed me a mirror. I looked at my new face. I had blue eyes and dirty blonde hair. I gave the mirror back to Goldie. He smiled.

"I only just woke up also, you would still have the same voice, but we had to stitch you up." I could yelling from outside the room. I pointed to the door. Goldie stopped to listen, his eyes widened. He opened the door I followed him out into a room.

"I told you someone would hear us if we yelled loud enough!" Crazy voices yelled with delight. Crazy was behind bars, and a boy sat on a chair in the corner he was flicking though a magazine.

"And I said that if you yelled loud enough Cry would come back in and shut you up himself." I hid behind Goldie. The boy looked up at Goldie.

"Who the hell are you?" Goldie smiled and bowed.

"I believe you won't know, but Crazy will." Her eyes widened.

"No, Goldie has a body. The teleporting bastard. Has. A. Body." Goldie grin widened. Goldie grabbed my wrist and pushed me in front of him. I looked down, I could feel Crazy eyes watching me.

"Spring? SpringTrap? Is that you?" I slowly looked up at her. She gasped.

"Your mouth..." The boy stood and and laughed.

"That is so cool!" My fingers brushed against my mouth again.

"She can't talk, but I guess she could stay with you guys." I looked at Goldie in confusion. He smiled and disappeared. The door swung closed locking itself. I ran up and started to hit the door, not caring that in bruised my hand.

"The Goldie bastard can still teleport." Crazy said sighing and sitting down on the floor in her cell.