Beauty and the Animatronic
Chapter 2
The next night Springtrap went through his routine of moving from one room to another inching closer to the office. However, tonight he seemed distracted and not because of the audio periodically playing over the speakers. Springtrap had something else on his mind, how to become free.
In fact Springtrap was so pre-occupied with this thought he bumped into a wall. He growled at the wall blaming it for what had happened yet listening to himself growl in the silent darkness brought a new thought about.
Springtrap could vaguely recall some stupid story about a man who was a monster and desperately wanted to be normal again but it took the love of a girl to accomplish this. 'That's what I am, a monster? An animatronic nightmare.' He thought. 'I think I could pretend to love her but getting her to love me…'
He wanted to remain silent for as long as possible knowing the only things to ever leave his mouth were, 'I hate this place.' 'I hate how the suit still tries to talk.' 'I hate always coming back.' Springtrap missed the days when he wasn't disheveled imperfection. Back when he use to be a beautiful golden color loved by all who saw him. At least that's what he could remember.
Springtrap growled this time at his growing frustration. 'Who would ever love me? I'm hideous!' Springtrap clenched his fists but inside he knew he'd have to give it a try after all this might be his only chance.
Angel was alerted to Springtrap's mood after hearing his loud growl. "Tonight isn't going to be as easy." She kept a close eye on the animatronic's movements.
Even the audio wasn't affecting Springtrap by this time he completely blocked it out. He slowly walked towards the office with no clear idea how he was going to win the affection of the night guard.
"You're back again…"
Indeed Springtrap stood in the doorway. He was also aware he had frightened the girl.
"Did you want another scratch behind the ear?" She asked nervously. Springtrap invited himself into the office which was scarier doing than he realized. "No?"
Naturally he was becoming increasingly angry with each step Angel moved away from him. Springtrap put a hand to his face in frustration and lowered his head in submission.
Angel's back was against the wall, her heart pounded expecting something terrible to happen. "Oh… hello." She reached out carefully to stroke Springtrap's muzzle which brought about a little laugh at herself for being scared in the first place .
Yes, it felt stupid doing but Springtrap nudged his old nose against Angel's hand. The act made him feel like a common animal and since he was once famous he also felt too good for this. But it was the only way he could communicate with the girl without using his deep voice.
Angel smiled and laughed more cheerfully now, which was a good thing. This helped Angel to see Springtrap as something besides the monster everyone said he was.
Springtrap even went as far as to nudge his nose against Angel's neck though not receiving the positive response he hoped for.
"Easy there." Angel did at least scratch him behind the ear again. "I don't want to be bitten just yet."
'You want to be bitten at some point?' He thought. 'I could make that happen.' For now Springtrap was willing to settle for resting his head against the girl while she gave him some much needed attention.
Angel put her arm around Springtrap patting him like a close friend or beloved pet. "I guess you aren't so bad after all. You just needed someone to give you a chance." Which she was happy to give.