Spring-Trap
"spring bunny"
( first story apologies for any errors)
[The soft sounds of rainwater dripping through the cracks in the ceiling of the rotting building once known as fredbear's family diner echos through the abandoned pizzeria, the remains of old parties for children, once Bright and colorful,now lay on the dusty floor,faded and rotting away,in the closed off back room lays various boxes,old broken arcade games and boxes of spare parts and costume pieces for animatronics decorate the room... but one thing stands out is the dark, reddish substance on the ground, and wall...propped up against the wall of this forgotten room is a 6'3 ft tall, moldy green animatronic bunny, it's costume is rotting away, it's endoskeleton feet bare, it's left ear torn leaving a stump there, it's mouth is forever stuck in a unnerving grin due to rot eating away at the costume around it's mouth, it's purple bowtie hangs from it's exposed neck joint... this decrepit robotic bunny twitches a bit, it's optics flicker softly as it shows signs of life... it let's out a rather haunting human like groan as it slowly looks around the room.. letting out a soft, slightly distorted sigh,it hoped this was a bad dream that it or he would wake up from...he looks over at a broken mirror leaning against the old rusted shelf,in his reflection he sees the remains of the man simply known as William afton... for now he's in control, though it's hard to wrestle control from the soul of the cold blooded killer trapped and dead in his mechanical body... he looks forward,his gaze falls on a old but working music box,his body groans as he leans over and using his rusted but working hand and fingers, he winds up the old music box.. setting it down between his feet as it plays slowly... then he begins singing softly]
"Hey
Are you there?
Hey
Can you forgive...my past?
All I wanted was friends
I hoped they could relieve my pain
Every twitch is my fight, against the broken soul in me
He sees through my eyes, twists my thoughts with lies,
this metal prison became his wicked disguise
A shell filled with hate, a lethal play mate,
I am so sorry, I never wanted this
Please escape this place, leave this blood stained maze,
I don't think that I can control his terror and craze!
Lock me in and leave, he will not bereave,
I will hold him here because it is my time to grieve
All I wanted was friends
I hoped they could relieve my pain
My mind isn't my own, this blackened heart is his alone.
Every twitch is my fight, against the broken soul in me
He sees through my eyes, twists my thoughts with lies,
this metal prison became his wicked disguise
A shell filled with hate, a lethal play mate,
I am so sorry, I never wanted this
Please escape this place, leave this blood stained maze,
I don't think that I can control his terror and craze!
Lock me in and leave, he will not bereave,
I will hold him here because it is my time to grieve..."
To grieve, alone, please lock me in and go..."
[ The music fades as he slumps against the wall... lifeless for now...]
[The soft sounds of rainwater dripping through the cracks in the ceiling of the rotting building once known as fredbear's family diner echos through the abandoned pizzeria, the remains of old parties for children, once Bright and colorful,now lay on the dusty floor,faded and rotting away,in the closed off back room lays various boxes,old broken arcade games and boxes of spare parts and costume pieces for animatronics decorate the room... but one thing stands out is the dark, reddish substance on the ground, and wall...propped up against the wall of this forgotten room is a 6'3 ft tall, moldy green animatronic bunny, it's costume is rotting away, it's endoskeleton feet bare, it's left ear torn leaving a stump there, it's mouth is forever stuck in a unnerving grin due to rot eating away at the costume around it's mouth, it's purple bowtie hangs from it's exposed neck joint... this decrepit robotic bunny twitches a bit, it's optics flicker softly as it shows signs of life... it let's out a rather haunting human like groan as it slowly looks around the room.. letting out a soft, slightly distorted sigh,it hoped this was a bad dream that it or he would wake up from...he looks over at a broken mirror leaning against the old rusted shelf,in his reflection he sees the remains of the man simply known as William afton... for now he's in control, though it's hard to wrestle control from the soul of the cold blooded killer trapped and dead in his mechanical body... he looks forward,his gaze falls on a old but working music box,his body groans as he leans over and using his rusted but working hand and fingers, he winds up the old music box.. setting it down between his feet as it plays slowly... then he begins singing softly]
"Hey
Are you there?
Hey
Can you forgive...my past?
All I wanted was friends
I hoped they could relieve my pain
Every twitch is my fight, against the broken soul in me
He sees through my eyes, twists my thoughts with lies,
this metal prison became his wicked disguise
A shell filled with hate, a lethal play mate,
I am so sorry, I never wanted this
Please escape this place, leave this blood stained maze,
I don't think that I can control his terror and craze!
Lock me in and leave, he will not bereave,
I will hold him here because it is my time to grieve
All I wanted was friends
I hoped they could relieve my pain
My mind isn't my own, this blackened heart is his alone.
Every twitch is my fight, against the broken soul in me
He sees through my eyes, twists my thoughts with lies,
this metal prison became his wicked disguise
A shell filled with hate, a lethal play mate,
I am so sorry, I never wanted this
Please escape this place, leave this blood stained maze,
I don't think that I can control his terror and craze!
Lock me in and leave, he will not bereave,
I will hold him here because it is my time to grieve..."
To grieve, alone, please lock me in and go..."
[ The music fades as he slumps against the wall... lifeless for now...]