my grape - vincent x reader (complete)

Springlocked

(Golds pov)

The others and I were all hanging out on the main stage, just talking and playing a few small games to pass the time. The sound of a distant crash caught my ears, I dismissed it as Y/n or Vince knocking something over in the office, but a short while after the noise I saw them wandering around. Noticing their presence, Chica had asked them, "what are you two up to?" The first to answer was Y/n. "We are playing detective, investigating a crash sound we heard a second ago."

'If they didn't make the sound, who did?' I wondered to myself. When they left the room to investigate I quickly finished my card game with Bonnie, then followed after them. Just as I stood to follow, a second crash sounded. This time, the others heard it too. Not long after the second crash, We all heard Vince calling Y/n's name in desperation.

we all jumped up from our spots, running to where the sound came from. Voices were faintly heard down the hall, along with the sound of lightly rattling metal. When the sounds were quieter, we all found ourselves in front of the "safe room." At the memory, we all froze.

In our silence, the sound of gurgling and metal moving was more audible, and we finally noticed the smell. An iron scent filled the air, making it almost suffocating. The mental trauma leaving us all paralyzed. The only one who was still functioning was the puppet, he is the strongest of us all.

The puppet wove through the crowd to reach the door, all of us tensing up as he put his hand on the handle. When he turned the knob, the door screeched open and the smell intensified.

The light in the hallway slunk into the room, illuminating two robotic forms. Behind me, I heard the sounds of the others trying not to puke, though nothing would come out, either way, just the sight was enough to produce the feeling of bile in our metal throats.

The two bodies had their hands linked, the mouths were open enough to reveal the two well-known faces inside. Y/n and Vince had been put inside and the spring locks came undone. Metal bars and wires were forced through their flesh and their blood was pooled around them. Vince has been put in the Springtrap suit, one I have many memories of, but Y/n's suit was unfamiliar to me. He must have made it special for her. Why would he kill her too? She did nothing wrong.....

The puppet checked their pulses, a somber and strange look in his eyes. "They aren't dead yet..." his words shook us all to the core. He turned his hollow eye to mine, "Gold, grab Vince and lay him down, I'll set her up." Without thinking about it I did what I was told. Stepping into the slowly cooling blood we picked the two up. The sound of them choking on their own blood filling my ears. It was horrifying.

We placed their body's in a spot the blood hadn't reached, lying them on their backs. I took a step back and watched as two present boxes materialized in the puppets' hands. None of us had ever gotten a good look at them before since we were dead when they were made. Glowing Strings formed from his hands, weaving into boxes with a classic gift design. The thread was thin, and you could barely tell that the box was made with them from just looking.

Marion places the gifts onto their bodies and says, "Now we wait..."

It didn't take long for their breathing and their hearts to come to a complete stop. The tense atmosphere in the room was heavy, weighing down on all of us as we waited for any sign of life.

Suddenly, the boxes started glowing and unwinding. The strings were glowing a bright purple as they slid through their bodies, binding their souls to the suits. Once the last string was gone, it was back to heavy silence.

We were so focused on the two in front of us, we never noticed the two who were struggling in the shadows. One apprehending the other and preparing them as a meal for their pet.