Hello, Hello? Hello, uh, welcome to the new and improved Portalfan4351! We now have better writing skills, better grammar, Microsoft Word, and Animatronics tied into a criminal Database! Anyway, as I said in my other story, Moving In, all of my Fanfics will be moved over to my other account (My real one) ASAP, so don't expect any other stories to be on this account for much longer. I've been trying my hand at writing again, so expect more things like this more frequently at my other account (Link on my account page).
Anyway, today I have a FNaF One-Shot for you. Have fun!
He was always kept away from the others. Him and Fredbear. No one ever used them. They were kept in a far corner in Parts and Service, never touched. No one even remembered him. The company kept their existence a myth.
One night, he activated. It was around 3 AM. The other Parts and Service Animatronics (Including his replacement) had already left. He glanced around the room. It was just an empty room, the occasional animatronic arm or leg across the place. He turned to his right. Fredbear… Had been used.
He could tell by the way he was positioned. It looked as if everything inside of him had come apart. The strangest thing was, if he had been used…
Then something was happening.
30 Years Later
Spring Bonnie had been used to the sounds of children. He had spent the first few years of his life listening to the sounds of children screaming his and Fredbear's names. He had spent the middle portion of his life listening to the sounds of children crying, bleeding to death, screaming for their mothers, begging the man in the Purple suit to give them mercy… Of course, that awful man never gave a single one of the mercy. He stuffed them, still alive, one by one into the Parts and Service animatronics. First Freddy Fazbear, then Chica, then his replacement, then Foxy…
Even Fredbear. But not him. No, he had left Spring Bonnie alone.
So, yes, Spring Bonnie was used to the sounds of children.
But this was different.
It was a whisper, barely audible, but still there, as the phantom figures of 4 dead children appeared in front of the Purple suited guy. They whispered things like "He will be here shortly" and "Why did you do it?" The man, the whole time he was stuffing them, had been muttering something about the "Joy of Creation" and how he was giving the children "New life". They didn't understand that, of course. But these whispers started before that. When the 3rd restaurant got shut down, they didn't even bother to take down the building. They took the animatronics, though… And burned them.
All of them. Even the older "Scrapped" ones, like the Puppet. Except for me.
I, out of all the animatrons, Remain.
Soon after, though, a 5th Phantom walks in, and the Purple man panics. It chases him, while he screams and runs. Soon, the man ran toward me.
He set up the Springs inside of me, and I could feel my whole Endoskeleton being moved out of place as he climbed into me. I deeply hated this man. I couldn't bear to see him use me as a hiding spot. But then the most wonderful thing happened:
He started laughing.
He laughed and laughed and laughed… And tripped the Springs.
My endoskeleton snapped back into place as he screamed In pain and horror, his body torn apart my my large metal inside. It took a few minutes for him to die, though.
It has been years since that. His spirit lingers within me, making me do things I would never imagine, but one this remains certain…
I Remain.