SpringTrap
She was interrupted by heavy footsteps outside the door. They were heavy and slow, like someone who knew they'd won. Chica put her fingers to her lips and shut the lights out. Darkness swept up like dust from a old book. We all crouched down by the edge of the table as a figure looked through the window.
"What are we going to do?" Chica asked, shivering like a little kid.
Foxy looked at us. "I'm not going to die!"
I rolled my eyes and whispered. "Die? We're already dead! We've been that way for a while!"
At that moment the door knob slowly turned. We all held our breath, thinking the same thing. "He's going to see us!" The figure looked exactly like Bonnie, but I couldn't tell for sure. It was only a shadow so, yeah, not a whole lot to go off of.
"It's Bonnie!" Foxy said a little to loud.
The door swung open and with a bang hit the wall. Indeed it was Bonnie, but he was golden. His suit was all torn up and his right ear dangled uselessly to one side.
"I heard you." A voice whispered. Purple Guy's voice. "I heard you and now your all going to die!"
Something else golden ran out behind him. Though I merely caught a glimpse of it, I knew it was the one who lured me away in the first place. Golden Freddy, better known as Cannon. He raced down the hall faster than the speed of light. Purple Guy turned around and said,
"My name is SpringTrap! Nobody gets away from me!"
He ran after Cannon and as he did, I silently prayed that he'd be fine (Cannon not Spring Trap). We waited until the harsh, pounding footsteps faded away to come out of hiding. Foxy was first, signaling for Chica and I to stay back while he made sure Spring Trap was gone. When he did she and I came out of hiding.
"That was a close one!" Chica said as she bent her arm, which was threatening to fall off at any moment.
Foxy looked at me. "Who was that?"
I looked away at first, unable to tell him the truth. How would they react to Cannon luring me away and breaking me down? Not to good, I assumed. So, I looked him in the eye and said,
"We need more info on that suit."
Chica and Foxy were quite for a moment. We were the only anime-tronics left in the whole building, or at least, once Spring Trap got a hold of Cannon we would be. Nonetheless, the didn't argue. Instead, they lead me to a "Special Room" of the building. One that I knew very well, but was forbidden to even set foot in.
"This is where we keep the instructions for every anime-tronic." Chica informed me as we walked in. "We should be able to find something in here."
The room was dusty and dark, the light no longer worked so it stayed that way. Foxy and Chica went over to the boxes in the far right hand corner of the room while I went for the shelves. I wasn't exactly sure what to look for. Maybe a diagram or a booklet or something. Knowing the owner has it in his workshop, where he made most of the anime-tronics.
It only took a matter of minutes to find the instructions. I was trying hard not to pay any attention to them, but Chica and Foxy were fighting over where to look after completing the box.
"Move it, Chicken!" Foxy said as he shoved her away.
With a huff she did and backed into the bookcase, causing a book to fall on my head. I moaned and picked it up, dusting it off a bit. The book was thick and heavy. When I dusted it off it revealed a title.
I read it aloud. "Spring Trap Care and Instruction Manual."
"Yes!" Chica cheered. "We found it."
Foxy quickly covered her mouth. "Have you forgotten there is still a killer rabbit out there?"
After a few minutes of scrolling around we learned how the suit worked. After that, we had to make a plan. Maybe we'd get out alive. Or at least still all in one piece, almost forgot we are dead.
Cannon's P.O.V
I dashed out behind him. Really no clue why I did it. I guess I to wanted revenge, but my limbs seem stronger than usual. The first day I was dead I was limp and unable to move, but Freddy helped me learn how to walk and all that. Then again, that was before everything happened. Our original restaurant burnt to the ground, mostly, that was my fault. I was in the kitchen at the time and someone left the stove on and. . . Yeah, you get the point.
"Get back here!" Spring Trap yelled.
I know what happened to him now. The real Spring Trap any ways. This man took his endoskeleton out and used him costume. The equivalence of someone scooping out your insides and using your skin.
Looking behind me to see if he was still there, I ran into a wall. I felt a big hand on my shoulder.
"I got you. . . " a voice said.
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