Our Story Isn't Over Yet (Springtrap/Purple Guy x Reader)

Chapter 3: Changed

You sighed as you wandered into your office the butterflies of regret in your stomach making you feel sick, you had agreed to talk with Vincent and the thought of being alone with that psycho scared you "hello my little finch" speak of the devil, leaning lazily in your chair was the monster himself "Erm hi Vincent" you mumbled as you approached the monitor and started to look through the cameras "what are you doing?" you could feel Vincent's eyes burning into the back of your skull as you replied simply "my job" a sound of displeasure rumbled from within Springtrap as you turned to face him "what would you rather me do?" the answer came quick and without any hesitation "me".

If Springtrap's permanent, rotted grin could stretch any wider you're sure it would of "w-what?" you spluttered embarrassed "I said I'd rather you do me" Vincent chuckled "well you did ask (y/n)" too flustered to say anything you simply turned you attention back to the cameras. You silently flicked through the cameras with Vincent looking over your shoulder until you got to Cam 8 and noticed something strange, someone familiar was stood there "hey, is that-" suddenly you heard a growl behind you as you were roughly pulled away from the camera and the monitor was slammed down.

As the harsh grip on your arm was released mid-pull you fell to the ground, you hissed quietly at the hard landing and looked up at Vincent who seemed to be muttering to himself angrily though you couldn't hear what he was saying. "Hey! What the hell was that for!" you barked at the sound of your voice Vincent was pulled out of his angry muttering as he looked down at you "what? it was nothing just fucking forget about it" his tone was as harsh as his grip was mere moments ago, he was clearly still angry so you stayed quiet waiting for him to calm down.

After several minutes of awkward silence you were suddenly picked up as Vincent sat down on your chair and placed you on his lap, to say you didn't like it was an understatement you could feel wires and sharp pieces of metal poking into your body but you decided to stay quiet about it for fear of angering Vincent again after all he had lived every day and night of the last year like this. "Vincent? What are you do-" "shut up (y/n), I haven't felt warmth or another person in a year just let me savour this" with you being effectively silenced Vincent wrapped his arms around your body and pulled you closer to his chest, this caused you to see through one of the suits many holes. You quickly looked away silently gagging and trying to ignore the rotting corpse of Vincent inside of Springtrap.

After a while the quiet, peaceful serenity that enveloped the building was broken when the 6am alarm rang "Heh, I guess time really does fly when you're having fun" mused Vincent as he slowly released his hold on you. Standing up you stretched your aching body and walked to the exit being escorted by Vincent "well then I take it I'll see you again tomorrow?" you asked "of course you will, goodbye my little finch" and with that you left.