An unfamiliar noise startled Spring Bonnie wake as his eyes open and his ears perked up.
"Vince! Wake up! There's noises!" Spring bonnie gasped in excitement, a big smile over his face as he sat up. There was the sound of boots crunching gravel and the muffled sound of people talking. "We're saved Vince! We're saved! They came back to get us! I told you they would!" Spring Bonnie squealed in joy.
"What are you so excited about Spring." Vincent grumbled sleepily.
"Someone's coming to get us Vince!" Spring Bonnie gasped in excitement. "I told you they would come back for us! I told you!" Spring Bonnie said excitedly.
"There probably only looking for something Spring." Vincent sighed.
"They have to be looking for us! They must have realized we were missing and came to get us!" Spring Bonnie said happily.
"Or they're just looking for something. We've been forgotten and seeing as it's been what about thirty years since i got trapped here. i doubt it." Vincent grumbled bitterly.
"But they came around taking Freddy and Chica and Bonnie and everyone! Surely they realized i was missing!" Spring Bonnie insisted. "Thirty years? Has it really been that long? It feels so much shorter. How do you know it's been thirty years anyway?"
"Or they replaced you and are looking for some spare parts." Vincent grumbled. "i've been keeping track, plus it takes time for a body to decompose."
"Maybe they came to get me, or came to get you out." Spring said hopefuly.
"They probably think i left after the incident Spring. How would anyone know i was here." Vincent huffed. There was the sound of rock being moved and drills starting up outside the door.
"Ooh here they come!" Spring Bonnie squealed.
Vincent sighed and rolled his eyes. "You'll see Spring. They most likely forgot all about you. Definitely about me as well." Vincent grumbled.
"W-w-well even if they did, they'll find us and remember me!" Spring Bonnie insisted.
"And have forgotten all about me. Of course after they see you they'll remember you. But i'm nothing to anyone." Vincent hissed bitterly.
"You're someone to me." Spring Bonnie said quietly. "You're my friend. My partner down here. My… cellmate in this prison."
Vincent smiled a tad. "Thanks buddy. but i just hope one other person remembers me. I hope he's alright." Vincent said with a hint of worry and sadness.
"You think Scott's really out there?" Spring Bonnie asked. "He's probably really old by now. He's probably moved on with his life."
"He has to still be out there. Even if he is i want to see him again. I hope he hasn't forgotten." Vincent sighed.
"But he was stuck in Goldie. There's no way he survived." Spring Bonnie said worriedly.
"Of course he got out, it's Scott. He, he'd always find a way to get out." Vincent snapped.
"But… you saw him. Goldie was covered in blood. There's no way he survived. He'd be crushed like you were." Spring Bonnie argued weakly. "And even if he did, what's the chances of him coming back."
"I know what i saw Spring. I just don't want to believe it." Vincent said weakly. "I don't know."
"At least if he's forgotten you, i haven't." Spring Bonnie said cheerfully. "We're friends, right? Friends don't forget each other."
"Yeah friends. Literally forever." Vincent chuckled weakly. Beyond the door, he could hear people coming to the door.
"Is this it, Mr. Hill?" A man with a thick asian accent asked.
"If memory serves me right, then yes it should be." A man answered presumably 'Mr. Hill'.
"Hill? Oh god no." Vincent said sounding a bit shaken by the name.
"What's wrong?" Spring Bonnie asked, confused. Beyond the door, there was the sound of cracking wood and talking in a mix of Japanese and English.
"If it's Victor he'd probably remember me. Or at least have a hatred for what i did. But he probably has figured out who actually killed the kids." Vincent said shakily. "Please don't be him."
"Victor was the older one, right? He was always nice to me." Spring Bonnie sighed happily. "No way he's alive though. Not after a murder like that."
"I hope your right." Vincent said warily
"Hopefully you remember the lock code?" The man asked as the drills and yelling stopped.
"Hard to forget after all those years I worked here." 'Mr. Hill' answered.
"Would you like to open it, Mr. Hill?" The man suggested kindly.
"I suppose I could." 'Mr. Hill' answered with a sigh. There was the sound of people moving away from the door, giving 'Mr. Hill' some room, presumably.
"Oh! They're coming! We should greet them!" Spring bonnie said happily, standing up.
"Don't you think that would- you know what go ahead knock yourself out." Vincent sighed. There was the sound of clicking from beyond the door and several small claps.
"Now let's see what the fruits of our labor are." The man said happily.
There was the sound of a grunt, presumably from 'Mr. Hill', as the door started to creak open.
"Still as heavy as I remember it to be." Was a chuckle from ' '
"It is too bad it's so far from the current location. It would save us a lot of lifting." The man commented.
"Very true, but this room we're opening up is one that holds lots of suspicions." ' ' said
"Mr. Fitzgerald said he'd be happy to help out if there were any damages." The man said.
"Really? I'm surprised the kid want's to be associated with Fazbear anymore. He was the kid who stumbled across one of the incidents here. In this room infact." 'Mr. Hill' said sounding a bit surprised. "Ah there we go actually wanting to open more now"
"He said it's something he 'needs to do'. He wouldn't elaborate, unfortunately. He has more expertise than we do though." The man sighed.
"Oh here they come!" Spring Bonnie gasped happily as he stood and started to walk towards the door. Vincent only sighed and rolled his eyes.
"Always so happy aren't ya Spring" Vincent chuckled.
"Why would i be anything else." Spring Bonnie chuckled as the door opened, revealing the aged face of Samson Hill.
Vincent was relieved to see Samson's face than Victors. The men behind him followed inside behind him, looking rather surprised to see Spring Bonnie.
"This is the one? He's not exactly what i was picturing after you mentioned your brother 'took care of him'." one of the men asked, pulling off his construction hat and smoothing his black hair.
"Yeah he's was always in poor condition, we always tried our best to fix him up." Samson sighed.
"looking at him i'm surprised he's in one shape." The man said, approaching Spring Bonnie. "He's, uh, safe, right?"
"Same. He only malfunctioned if you decide to wear him, otherwise perfectly safe and sound." Samson said standing in the doorway, obviously not wanting to take a step inside the room.
The man looked skeptically at Samson before approaching Spring Bonnie slowly. "Hello, Spring Bonnie. You're, uh, not going to take my head off like the others, right?" The man gulped.
"He shouldn't be functional after how many years he's been in here." Samson spoke up.
"Hi!" Spring Bonnie said happily, pulling the surprised man into a hug.
Samson jumped in surprise at Spring Bonnie's action. The man looked surprised, before chuckling and relaxing, awkwardly hugging Spring Bonnie. Samson shook his head with a sigh.
"Or maybe he's too stubborn to quit just yet." Samson chuckled.
"I knew you all would come back for me!" Spring Bonnie squealed.
"Just took them a while to track someone who knew of your room Spring Bonnie." Samson said with a smile.
"I need to tell you all something. V-v-" Spring Bonnie cut off as he tried to speak.
"V?" Samson said confused. "What is it Spring Bonnie?"
"I'm very happy to see you all. I've missed you all so much." Vincent spoke up quickly.
Samson smiled again. "We few remaining that know of you Spring Bonnie have missed you as well." Samson said.
"Thank you. It's been so alone and dark down here." Vincent chuckled, his laugh rather forced.
"No problem." samson said happily before looking towards the man that had walked into the room. "So here you go one animatronic, and surprisingly it still works."
"Thank you so much for your assistance. We'd have never found him without you." The man stepped away from Spring Bonnie, looking gratefully at Samson.
"No problem. Just make sure he does get taken care of. You know wouldn't want the last one to face the same fate as the others did." Samson sighed.
"Don't worry. We have a good home set up for him. He'll fit right in. I really do wish we could restore the others, but i suppose they're kinda fitting the way they are." The man said, smiling.
"Glad to hear he'll have a better home than he has had down here. I'm sure he will. It's best not to try and disturb the old ones since you know." Samson said with a small smile.
"Alright. Everyone, let's get Spring Bonnie up to the light of day then we can take a break." The man said, looking at the others.
"Good luck, there heavier than they seem. Well if you need anything just call me." Samson said pushing off the door frame that he was leaning against.
"Remember, i had to help out with Freddy. I know how heavy they are." The man chuckled. "Just hope he doesn't mind the trip."
"I'm sure he won't. Remember he's been down here for almost over thirty years." Samson chuckled as he turned and started to walk away.
"All that's left is a name." The man sighed. "Forgive me but Spring Bonnie's a bit, uh, cheerful for his new purpose."
"I understand, just becareful they have feelings as well. See ya around." Samson said turning the corner to walk down the hall.
"We'll contact you if we have any questions!" The man called before turning to Spring Bonnie. "So, what do we call you?"
Vincent looked at the man blankly. The man hummed, circling Spring Bonnie mumbling under his breath. Vincent watched of what he could of the man wondering what he was thinking.
"Spring… what? Spring, spring, spring…" The man mumbled, thinking hard.
Vincent sighed annoyingly as the man walked around.
"Spring… trap?" The man mumbled, putting a hand on Spring Bonnie. Making one of the springs pop a little and tightening a little on Vincent. In which Vincent hissed at. The man looked surprised, looking at Vincent apologetically.
"Sorry forgot you're a little broken. What do you think of Springtrap?" The man asked.
"Tsk, more than a little. Works well." Vincent grumbled.
"Well at least you like it. Sorry it's going to be a really long ride, so, sorry i have to do this." The man gulped, before pulling something out of a plug. Making Spring Bonnie's body freeze and buckle a little. Vincent was surprised as his vision started to fade.
"What's going on, Vince?" Spring Bonnie asked worriedly.
"Don't know Spring, I think that might have been the power supply." Vincent said.
"Well… goodnight, Vince." Spring Bonnie said.
"Night, Spring." Vincent said softly.