"Now boys, there's a handful of things to know," Frederick stated, looking between his son, Mike, and his nephew, Jeremy, "The animatronics are left in a free roaming mode at night. So don't be surprised to see them wandering around the park. They're harmless, I promise. They'll return to their places before your shift ends at six."
"How many are there, exactly?" Jeremy asked, regarding his uncle with curious eyes.
"Well, the restaurant has 4. The play place has... 6. And the horror house has 1," Frederick counted on his fingers, "The first 10 aren't any problem. They're quite friendly. The one in the horror house is pretty shy. He doesn't really come out. I'm hoping he comes out to scare the guests once we open."
"Springtrap's not that shy. I always see him when I check that place out. And we just walk around, check all the buildings and stuff, make sure no one snuck in?" Mike asked his father, who nodded.
"Exactly. As you can see here," Frederick paused, pointing to the desk in the large office, that was housed inside the Security Building, "We have cameras all over the park. These tablets allow you to switch between each camera, from anywhere in the park. So keep them on you at all times. You can also view all the cameras at once on the desktop monitors, or view them one at a time on your tablets."
"Got it," Mike nodded, "We can handle this, Dad. You should get going, Mom's waiting in the car for you."
"Right," Frederick smiled a little, "Be careful boys. Call me if you need anything. I hope to have a few extra guards on at night soon."
Both Mike and Jeremy nodded, watching as Frederick left the Security Building. Mike turned to his cousin, "Well, let's go take a walk around."
"Freddy... do we have to go in there?" Chica asked, clinging to the bear's arm, looking scared, "What if that animatronic in there isn't as nice as Frederick says he is?"
"His name is Springtrap," Bonnie commented, "You'd know that if you weren't busy interrupting Frederick's story earlier."
"Hmph," Chica pouted, "It was scary."
"So... are we going to explore inside there or not?" Freddy asked, looking perplexed, "It's three of us and one of him. How scary can he really even be? Probably not as scary as us, especially when we used to scare the guards at the old place!"
Bonnie laughed, high fiving Freddy, "That was so much fun," he chuckled, "It'll take a lot for this Springtrap guy to be scarier than all of us."
"Fine," Chica spoke up, stamping her foot, before crossing her arms, "Let's just get this over with. At least we'll get to see him before the Toys do."
The three of them walked up to the entrance of Fazbear's Fright, both Bonnie and Chica pushing Freddy ahead of them. "Hey, what gives?" Freddy asked, looking back at them.
"You're the leader," Bonnie stated, "Therefore, you lead the way."
Freddy sighed, shaking his head, "What are you, chicken?"
Bonnie smirked, "No, that's Chica."
Freddy rolled his eyes, while Chica laughed, albeit nervously. Heading in through the creaky metal door, Freddy peered inside. It was very dark, but with just enough lighting that you could see your way around. He supposed it made sense, since they didn't want any patrons getting injured while making their way through.
"See anything?" Chica asked, staying close behind Freddy.
"Not really," Freddy commented, "It looks like the restaurants do. Kinda. Come on, let's check it out."
Freddy stepped inside, Bonnie following, with Chica clinging to his arm and walking right beside him. If she was able to, Bonnie was sure she'd be shaking.
"Woah, this place is cool," Bonnie smiled, looking around.
They walked slowly through the building, down each corridor and into each room, looking around and taking everything in. They ended up so caught up in what they were seeing, that they didn't notice that they were being followed.
Chica didn't notice the hand placed on her shoulder, not until she heard what sounded like breathing, followed by a low snort. She turned around and came face to face with the scariest looking animatronic she'd ever seen before.
"WAH! What is that?!" she shrieked, running around to hide behind Freddy and Bonnie, who both looked at her in confusion, before turning to look where Chica has just been standing.
Their eyes widened at what they saw before them. It was a bunny animatronic, which looked to be in very bad shape. It's costume was ripped and even missing in some places, exposing his endoskeleton and wires, some of which stuck out of his suit. Half of his right ear was missing and he wore a permanent smile on his face. His fur seemed to be fading, it's color a greenish-yellow.
He watched them quietly, making what sounded to be breathing noises, letting out a soft grunt or snort with every breath he let out.
"Woah, is he breathing?" Bonnie asked, looking the animatronic up and down.
Freddy looked thoughtful, "I doubt he's actually breathing... maybe he's designed to make certain noises that scare people."
"Are you Springtrap?" Bonnie asked, tilting his head to the side a little, "I wonder where that name even came from."
The animatronic didn't say anything, only nodded it's head the slightest bit, letting out another soft snort.
"Can't you talk?" Freddy asked him and Springtrap shook his head, pointing to his throat, where a bunch of wires could be seen coming out from his body and going up to his head.
"So... your voicebox isn't programmed to talk normally?" Freddy guessed, and Springtrap shook his head again, this time seeming annoyed.
"Maybe it's broken?" Chica spoke up, peering at the animatronic from behind Bonnie and Freddy. Springtrap nodded his head a little, pointing to his throat again.
"Oh... I'm sure we can find someone to fix it," Bonnie smiled at Springtrap, "Foxy's broke a few times before. All they had to do was take his mask off and fix a couple loose wires."
At the mention of taking his mask off, Springtrap shook his head violently, backing away a couple steps with a loud whimpering sound.
"What's wrong?" Chica asked, slowly getting used to the appearance of Springtrap, especially since he didn't seem to be a threat to them.
Springtrap shook his head again, turning and disappearing into a darkened corner. The sound of metal hitting the floor rhythmically, let them know that he was walking away from them.
"Well... he's a strange one," Freddy commented, "It doesn't make sense though... if his voicebox is broken, then how is he making such... human sounding noises?"
Bonnie shrugged, "Maybe it's supposed to make him scarier?"
"I guess," Freddy shrugged, "Let's check out the rest of the place."
He and Bonnie started walking for the next room, noticing that Chica was still standing in the middle of the hallway, watching in the direction that Springtrap had gone.
"Chica, you coming?" Freddy called, snapping Chica out of her thoughts.
"Huh? Oh right, sorry."
