Music. Laughter. Those were the sounds that filled my head and still do. But, they're not the same as they were back then.
The laughs are maniacal and screeching from that THING inside me. The music is the sound of the knife blade slashing
against flesh when IT killed those children... The children I loved. He talks to me every night. He's trying to break me.
To make me go after a kid who once visited me. I refuse but he finds a way. He always gets his way. I lose control. I
scream and then my mind blanks. I wake either soaked in blood if he succeeded or in a closet hiding. But one part of me
latches on to him every night. My love of laughter. The nightguards found this out and used it to their advantage by
broadcasting the laughter of one of the old animatronics Balloon Boy. When I heard the laughter it reminded me of the
good times. I would relax and follow. And it kept him away from the guard. I am Springtrap. This is my tale.
Dripping sounds echoed through the hall. I woke up panting and gazing around the room confused trying to remember where
I was. My pale eyes showed static as my servos focused and I scanned the room. I realized I was in the guards office.
My eyes quickly darted to the alarm clock with a small mechanical whirr. My parts aren't as young as they used to be.
My legs creaked and groaned as I stepped towards the clock to read it. A raspy sound echoed from my throat. I had tried
to gasp. My voice box wasn't working well so i didn't use it often. The clock read 4:45 am. But that would mean... I looked
down at the floor and at my suit. My fur was sopping wet with blood as was the floor. And sure enough he had stuffed the
body inside me and left the rest for me to clean up. As usual I picked up the scarlet crusty mop. Soon the blood was
soaked up but endless guilt filled my head. This one was Jonas Harley. I sang at one of his old birthday parties. I sighed
as I thought of which unlucky duck would come to work next. It had become 6:00 am so I had to run. My parts creaked and
groaned in protest as I began sprinting towards my broom closet. I stayed in their so no one would see me like this. I
look terrifying. My once shiny golden fur has been stripped off leaving dark yellow skin. That thing stuffed too many
bodies inside of me so some of my suit has burst open. I fixed it it, but robot skin doesn't heal, so I am left with
long stitches. To try to show me my so called "place" when he was in control he ripped the top of one of my ears off.
Animatronics might be robots but we are special. We feel pain. Wires stick out from everywhere. Some of my suit stretched
out too much and I couldn't put it back together. The holes now reveal organs and guts of the thing. That body stays
stuck in there but I can take the others out. Just as I reached my closet I heard footsteps thud down the hall. I jumped
in "So are you sure you're up for the job dude? I mean some pretty wacked out things happened at the other location" Came
one voice "I'll be fine, I heard that one of my favorite animatronics is here so I came here for work and to see him."
I recognized that voice so I opened the door a crack. My eyes widened and a smile appeared on my face that hadn't appeared
for a long time. "F-ri-tz?" I said rasping with a bit of difficulty. Fritz Smith was one of my favorite children. He
came to visit me every day before I was taken away. He caught my eye in the closet and I quickly hid. My heart would be
pounding if I had one. I heard one pair of footsteps leaving and saw the shadow of a hand reaching for the doorknob. The
door creaked open and I prayed Let it be Fritz let it be Fritz. The door opened and light shone in revealing the curly
curly orange hair of Fritz. A smile was on his face. "I thought I recognized you." He said with a grin. I smiled too.
Fritzes smile changed to a look of worry. "Where have you been this 30 years?" I sighed embarassed before pointing at my
voice box and grunting out something I hope sounded like "Broken box." He just nodded. "Follow me to the security office.
I got the key since im the new guard working here, I'll get to see you every night, isn't that great?" My eyes widened
in worry but I followed him nevertheless. He motioned for me to sit. I stared at the chair where every nightguard had sat
and died by IT'S hand. My pale white eyes stared frantically around the room catching a glimpse of a phantom now and then
this time Foxy was saying hi to me and growling at IT. I heard Fritz rummaging through something so I looked down and saw
him looking through a beat up blue metal box. I stretched a bit much to the protest of my neck joints. He looked at me
quickly. "Glad I saved these spare parts I took when I was little." He said sheepishly rubbing the back of his neck.
Soon the contents of the box were emptied revealing shiny new freshly oiled parts. My eyes widened again. "Now buddy I'm
just gonna power you down for a second so I can replace your joints and weld your endoskeleton back together to fix it."
He pressed something on the back of my suit and my eyes slowly closed. My eyes opened in what felt like a couple seconds.
They didn't need to focus before I could look around. My vison was no longer fuzzy and as I looked around none of my
joints creaked. Fritz sat in front of me covered in oil beaming. My eyes zoomed in on the clock. 4:00 pm. I grinned.
"I can zoom again!" I yelled happily. I realized that I had just spoke without the rasp or static. "I can talk now too!"
I was ecstatic by now and I picked Fritz up hugging him tightly. "Too...tight..." He said strangled. "Oops." I chuckled
"I'm just so happy!" He smiled for a bit and that slowly faded. I frowned confused. Why wasn't he happy too? I all of
a sudden realized my endoskeleton felt lighter. I looked inside my suit to find the body was gone and the bits of broken
endoskeleton were welded together. I looked up worridly. "Fritz I.." He cut me off. "No, no let me speak. When I was
repairing you I found chunks of flesh inside your suit... Stuck in the springlock. At first I thought someone must
have used you as a garbage can but then i thought why would there be just meat?" I was shifting around nervously scanning
the room for places to run. Fritz continued. "Since you were powered down I opened up the springlock and removed the meat.
I discovered a full human skeleton in there." His voice was rising to a scared and angry yell. "Why was a skeleton in you?
Did you kill someone!" I sighed. I knew it would come to telling him my past at some point. I began to speak with a
robotic whirr. "No I didn't kill anyone conciously. It did." Fritz opened his mouth to speak but I silenced him. First
hear me out. I have a... special skill that allows me to share things with humans." A whirring sound happened as my right
index finger drew back to reveal a cord looking thing. Before Fritz could protest I shoved it through his ear and it
connected with his brain. Our eyes both flashed white and we slumped to the ground. I was glad the door was locked.
We appeared together in what seemed like a white room. "Golden bon where are we?" His voice trembled with fear and my
head panged in sorrow at my old nickname. "We are in my mind or my memory as humans would call it. I am going to show you
what happened before you found me." I took his hand again and there was another bright flash of white as we journeyed to
the past in my memories.

Hey guys hope you enjoy this fanfic. I got a real spark of creativity for this one so expect updates more often then with my other fanfics. I will be making a tale for every animatronic if I can. All will probably involve nightguards/kids(for the 4th game).