Chapter 8

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(Y/N)'s POV:

I didn't know what to do as he walked toward me. I saw him grab something from behind his back, and then I gasped. It was a shiny, new knife, just for me! "(Y/N), I'm going to make some delicious hamburgers out of you!" I screamed and ran as fast as my legs could take me. Nightmare Springtrap calmly strode towards me as if it was relaxing to chase me. "Phantoms, please help me!" I begged. Of course they said no. "Did you see that?!? He just ate BB whole! What do we do now?" I made a plan with them, and we all agreed...

Springtrap's POV:

I'm sorry, (Y/N), I thought. I didn't know what I was doing, it felt like something inside of me was controlling me... As I got to her, she appeared to be cornered, so I got my knife ready and walked toward her. Suddenly, Phantom Foxy jumped on top of me, so that I lost my balance and fell forward. Then, Chica wrapped her arms around my legs, so that I couldn't move and my head smashed into the wall. Then, Freddy pressed me to the wall while the Puppet put a kind of magic glue onto me so that I was stuck onto the wall like a bad guy from Spiderman. I felt so humiliated to be stuck like this... 

As I wriggled to try to get free, I lost my temper even more and burst free from the magic. "YOU STUPID PHANTOMS!!" I screamed, and with one blow of my fist, they all flew backward to somewhere, probably the other side of Fazbear's Fright. "Those phantoms are nothing against me," I grumbled, and I turned to (Y/N) again. "Springtrap, what happened to you? Where's the old Springtrap, who took care of me and took me to my house to rest? Where are you?" She cried. But I know what she was trying to do. She was trying to convince me into not flaying her, but I couldn't control myself and instead, I roared into her face, spraying animatronic spit all over her. She couldn't wait for me to torture her anymore, so she made a mad dash for the exit. However, I knew that she thought she could escape from the clutches of me, but as she ran, I managed to cut her leg. As she kneeled down on the ground, I knew that I had gotten her this time. 

(Y/N)'s POV:

"Noooo!" I shrieked, while Springtrap raised his knife above me, ready to deal one final blow to me to finish me off. I squeezed my eyes shut and braced myself for the pain, but I didn't feel anything. Is dying really like this? I thought. I opened one of my eyes, and Spring's knife was still raised. But then, his eyes turned gray again, his wings disappeared, and his claws, spikes, and teeth also vanished. The knife clattered to the ground.


"Spring! What happened back there?!?!" I demanded. Springtrap sheepishly rubbed the back of his head and confessed sadly. "I can't control my temper," Springtrap sobbed. "You shouldn't like me, (Y/N). I even tried to kill you..." "It's okay," I whispered. "We will stay together forever, no matter what." Spring and I eventually walked over to Fazbear's Fright, but then Spring clutched his head and fell over, unconscious again. Jeez, why does he keep fainting when we get to Fazbear's Fright? I don't get it.... Oh whatever, I thought. I thought of splashing a bucket of water on him, but he would short circut and malfunction, so I didn't. Besides, I didn't even have a bucket of water. I waved one of my strong-smelling perfume bottles above his head, and he woke up.

Springtrap's POV:

I woke up when I smelled something really good.

"Dude, what smells so good today?" I asked. When I opened my eyes, I saw her standing over me and I wrestled her over so that I was now sitting on top of her, and demanded, "Are you doing what I think you're doing again?!?!" She giggled, and for a second I thought she actually kissed me again, but then she said nope and then I sighed with relief. Such a pretty girl wouldn't like me, a tattered, evil murderer. I couldn't even control my emotions and I could turn into a monster at any time. There was no reason for her to like me.

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