The Puppet was getting impatient.
He had been stuck in this stupid pizza place for over 50 years, sealed in this gross looking clown doll thing. If that wasn't bad enough, he was murdered by this freak when he was having a nice lunch at Fredbear's Family Diner. Just great.
He had truly seen everything now. Fires, dead children, withered animatronics, springlock failures, and a kid with his frontal lobe missing. He didn't even feel scarred by it, it was just an average day in Freddy Fazbear's Pizza.
At least he used to hand kids prizes in some crappy gift box. He had nothing to do anymore but to sit in the backroom, untouched. This place wasn't just multiple cases of extremely bad luck, it was down-right cursed.
And it was all because of that psycho.
He called him the Purple Guy though, mother had always mentioned that purple could represent arrogance and selfishness. It wasn't the perfect words to describe him, but it was of a negative trait, so it at least made some sense to associate him with it.
Oh, but he was just soooo bored. What could he do in this pathetic place? He had a plan many years ago to stuff those bodies into the animatronic suits to give their souls new life. He succeeded there, and he was able to tell those other dead kids wanted sweet revenge as much as he did.
Of course, Purple Guy destroyed those rusty buckets of bolts with a sledgehammer just a few moments ago. He saw it with his own eyes. Or, holes. I really don't know. If only I could.. get.. revenge... And then I witnessed something unbelievable! The children's souls escaped from the animatronic hunks of garbage!
They stared at me, only me. I realized something. I was their ring leader. Now that they had escaped, they could go into the backroom that Purple Guy had used as his base, considering the animatronics were programmed to avoid the area.
What else was in there? ..Ah! The Spring Bonnie suit! If we could just break the Spring Lock while he was inside it.. The plan all formed in my head so quickly. I was a devious young mind. Telepathically, somehow, I could communicate with those other spirits. The plan seeped into them, and they obeyed. This would be a cake walk.
We entered the room. Purple Guy's eyes widened in shock.
''What the hell are those things?!''
We grinned. I hovered towards him in my puppet suit.
''You! Fredbear's Diner kid! Alive..? How?!''
He ran away from us as we approached slowly. He almost ran face-first into the wall, before frantically searching for an escape route. We blocked the exit, he wasn't going anywhere but-
''The Spring Bonnie suit!'' He yelled hoarsely, a grin creeping up his face.
He broke into a sprint towards the old suit, inserted a spare hand crank left on a shelf, twisted it and hopped in the suit. The old animatronic shuddered and creaked with a human in it after so long.
He regained control of the suit, and stood up. He thought he had us fooled. Little to his knowledge, we weren't gullible kids anymore.. Although we pretended we were. We floated away, making him think he fooled us.
Almost on cue, he burst into laughter. Unfortunately for him, he breathed a little too much on the dear spring lock. A loud snapping noise erupted from the room, as the endoskeleton crossbeams and wires shot back into place. Blood spewed through the suit, as he shook and cried out, he collapsed to his knees and shuddered uncontrollably.
He laid back on the floor, where we saw the full detail. Crossbeams had went straight through his jaw, and through his frontal lobe. The guy who suffered the bite must be laughing right about now.
Right before he bled out, I floated back to him, smiling, and whispered;
It's me.