Chapter 9

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by SpringyTrapXD

by SpringyTrapXD

Today was a brand new day. But I was kind of sad, which turned it into a sad, rainy day. Because guess what? Springtrap was inviting me to Fazbear's Fright, to even sleep there! I didn't know what to say. Yes, to make my new crush happy, or No, to make myself happy? I decided that I would go to Fazbear's Fright and take a closer look around there. But on the way, a group of bullies surrounded me.

"Let go of me!!!" I shouted. "And why?" They jeered. One of them pushed me to the ground. The others cackled when I whimpered and started to kick me like a bean bag. This day is getting worse, I thought...

Springtrap's POV:

I was wondering where (Y/N) was because she was, like, 30 minutes late already! I looked at the clock, 3:34 pm already, and then at the kids pouring in from the entrance of the horror attractions, and then the rest of the kids just standing there and staring at me, this weird, creepy olive green, torn up, old animatronic rabbit. I then told half of the kids to look over there, at the appearing and disappearing phantoms that kept dancing over there to amuse the kids. Then, while they were distracted, I took the back door and escaped. I really didn't want to disappoint those kids, but I needed to find my real friend. Besides, when I stayed close to these young, tempting kids, the memories of my murdering job in the past came back. When the memories really did come back, I had a migraine and couldn't think. Even if I hadn't intended to leave, I probably would've anyway out of insanity. Hey, who said that corpses impaled inside of springlock animatronics couldn't have emotions? JEeEeeeEeeeEEEEEeeeEEeeEeeEeEeeEeZ.

I went straight towards (Y/N)'s shack and found a group of people watching something. I pushed and shoved my way into the middle of the crowd, and there I saw (Y/N) covered with bruises and cuts, and her nose and lip were bleeding. I went into the middle of the circle and pointed my finger straight at the one that I thought was the meanest bully, and growled, "What do you think you're doing?" He then laughed and said, "Oh, you're a robot," He giggled. "Fight me if you must. My friends here will take care of you!" They all instantly took out screwdrivers and wrenches. "We'll disassemble you piece by piece!" They all chanted in union, and rushed toward me. I grew my spikes, my teeth, and my wings again. The bullies backed up in fear, and I took out my awesome new knife. However, the braver bully said, "You're just a pathetic, rusty robot!" He then showed off his puny little muscles and said, "Uh oh, I knew I should've done more of those push ups..." I roared at him, opening my mouth wide and exposing my mummified head and pink flesh for the first time ever.

Bully's POV:

The creature opened its mouth wide and I froze at what I saw. There was a shriveled, pink human head inside of the monster's mouth! His eyes were bloodshot and held open by pieces of metal, and so was his mouth. It was missing a lot of teeth, and the entire sight of him was quite horrific to behold.

I was very impressed that I didn't faint. Instead, I used my smart brain and ran for my life. I saw the creature run after me, and before I knew it, he had reached out with one of its torn, spiky arms and grabbed me.

Springtrap's POV:

I glared at him straight in the eyes and shouted, "WHY DID YOU DO THIS TO MY FRIEND?!" He then said, "Jeez, I didn't mean to, you mean old rabbit." That was the final blow. I reached over with my other hand and grabbed him by the neck. "YOU DESERVE TO DIE, YOU REPULSIVE CREATURE!" I shouted. "Who's the repulsive creature here, you idiot-faced bunny?!" He growled with a hint of fear in his voice. I could tell that he was scared, but wouldn't back off. Tough guy, eh? "OH, I'LL SHOW YOU WHO THE REPULSIVE CREATURE IS AFTER I'M DONE WITH YOU!!!!" I growled. I put my sharp claws on top of his helpless little head and tore it right off. Then, with my claws, I set him onto the ground and started hacking away at his tiny body with my hands. When I was finished, I had made the boy's remains look like a roll of sushi, covered with wasabi (his insides) and soy sauce (His blood). "SUSHI FOR SALE! LIMITED-TIME ONLY! BOY-BODY SUSHI! WHO WANTS IT?!?!" I called out. But by then, everybody had run away from fear except for (Y/N), who was too weak to get up, let alone walk, so I shrunk back to my normal size, looked at what I had done to the poor boy, picked (Y/N) up, and just walked home.