Won't You Stay At Fazbear's?

Chapter 35

SpringTrap's P.O.V.
I sat alone in a different room. I had no idea where I was. I was trying to find something that would unstitch my mouth.

"You seem like a loner." I jumped. Goldie was sitting next to me. I pointed to my mouth.

"You trying to get the stitches out?" I nodded he smiled.

"Try something you haven't tried, maybe they'll come undone. This Cry's doing not mine." He disappeared. I hit my head against the wall.

"You seem upset." I turned my head to the door. Crazy leaned against the door frame. I shrugged.

"I don't know what it's like having my mouth sewed up, but I do done what Cry's like. He can be an ass sometimes." I smiled and nodded.

"Just wait. You'll be able to speak again."

"Crazy! Nedak trying to kill Insanity again!" Sky yelled. Crazy laughed to herself.

"I'll be back." She ran out the door yelling. I stood up and went to walk out of the room. When stepped on something. I knew what they were. I held them.

"Try something you haven't tried..." Goldie's word echoed in my head. I couldn't, I could do something I regret. But I couldn't take my eyes off them.

"Poor like girl." I knew who that was. Cry. I faced him. He stood in the corner. Looking at what I was holding.

"What are you going to do? You could use that to unstitch yourself. But if it all goes haywire, you so fucked." He said it so bluntly. My hands turned into fists. I put the, in my pocket and looked him dead in the eye.

"What are you going to do? Yelled at me? Scream at me? You mouth is sewed up, even if you wanted to you can't. Poor, poor SpringTrap." He disappeared. He was right. I knew he was. I couldn't do anything. I pulled them out of my pocket. Fuck it, I'm gonna die anyway.