-Authors Notes-
Hey Guys Here is chapter four. It took a little longer then I want only because of my primary story beginning to reach a climax which I need to write!
-Authors Notes-
Chapter 4
"So why did I have to come?" I asked. I got stuck in the back seat with Jeremy. "Because you're a member of Fazbear Fright as much as us." Mike said. I felt like a little kid. "Any way Mike, what did we find?" Fritz asked. "Another animatronic and it's been preserved fairly well kept, nothing like spring trap abut repairable," Mike said. "Sweet," Jeremy said. "Back when we were guards there were like heaps, now it's surprising there's so few." Fritz reminisced. "Yeah, I'm surprised we haven't ran into a Bonnie or Foxy," Mike added. "Spring Trap's kind of a Bonnie." Jeremy stated. "Nah, he's something unique, kind of like golden Freddy." Fritz said. "Golden Freddy, is like Freddy though." Mike stated, looking away from the road. "And we are here."
Mike stopped the car suddenly making me slide forward against the seat belt. "We are here, the guy was cleaning out his basement when he found this thing. Give him respect please." Mike said, unclipping his belt and climbing out of the car. "Nice house," Jeremy said. Two floors, it looked like it was built in the early 70s and had seen a large family tear it apart. "Eh - I've seen better." I judged. The man was in his late 50s and had aged fairly well. He welcomed us. "Do you know the character?" Fritz asked, as the man lead us through the house. "Well, she was sealed in a crate and I don't recognise her from taking my children to Freddy's." The man said smiling. "She could be one of the prototypes, like SpringTrap." Jeremy suggested. We descended into the dark basement. The man flicked on the lights.
The coffin like crate laid against one of the walls. "Mind if we crack it open?" Mike asked, attracting towards the crowbar beside the crate labeled fragile. "Go ahead, Mr Schmidt." The man said. "So, can you tell us how you might have acquired this animatronic?" Mike asked, picking up the metal crowbar. "Well, I believe my daughter bought the crate in a storage unit auction and left it here as a gift. I only opened the box once though." The man explained. "Fritz and I found our other animatronic sealed up in a old restaurant behind a false wall." Jeremy told the man. "Really, why wouldn't it be up on stage?" The man asked Jeremy. "After that incident with the five missing kids, most of the high end people ditched the franchise leaving us three and a few others as the last men standing." Jeremy humoured the older man while my attention shifted to Mike lifting the lid off with Fritz. A feminine looking dingo. "My god, still in the original foam casing, she never saw the light of day." Mike emphasised.
"If I'm right on the other side of the packaging foam they normally would have user manuals, spare parts and her name." Mike said, helping Fritz roll the wolf over. Sealed up in plastic bags and packets were parts and manuals. Stuck into one of the corners of the foam was a sheet a cardboard, with the words 'Heather the Dingo, endoskeleton model 6'. "I didn't know they made a model six?" Fritz said, as his jaw hung open. "Yeah I thought they only had model 4s before the end of Fazbear entertainment." Mike said. "I'm sorry what?" I asked confused. "Oh, sorry Molly. The Endoskeleton inside is almost alien to me and Mike, as he worked with the model 4s and I had the pleasure of dealing with model fives or Toys. Spring trap was a Model A prototype, one of three. We later learned that they had been retired due to technical issues, it's a miracle Spring Trap was even in the safe room." Fritz had over explained and gained a bored look from Mike. "So we settled on a thousand." I heard Jeremy say as I tuned back into the conversation. "I can go that - you take care of her now." The man wished, shaking Jeremy's hand.
"Can I get any of you a drink or something to eat while your here?" The man asked. "I could go for a glass of water?" Fritz asked politely. The man nodded and headed back upstairs. "Molly, call Spring Trap and Golden Freddy, tell them the good news." Mike said lifting the resealed crate with Fritz. "Ok," I said pulling out my phone.
Spring Trap.
"So this is how you spend your time?" Fred bear asked. I nodded. Day time at this place was boring, yesterday Mike lead me around telling me about how he and his friends had found all this stuff and how it was so fire prone. The fire extinguisher sat in Molly's office, mounted to the back wall. "Yes, I spend my time sitting here waiting." "That's boring, I'm sure we can find som..."
The phone rung interrupting Fred Bear.
"Hey guys - it's me Molly." Molly greeted.
"Hello Molly!" I greeted in return.
"Huge news, so the new animatronic is named Heather and she is a dingo. She's never been activated and we're..." A hiss of static flooded from the phone directly in My ear.
"Molly?" I asked.
Only static in return.
"I guess we wait then." Golden Freddy sighed.
I watched the clock tick by on Molly's screen as I switched through the cameras watching Fred Bear teleport around the building. At around ten o'clock, the door to the right of Molly's office opened, she hurried in to hold the door. Mike and Fritz were carrying a large crate. When they tried to walk through the door they realised it was to wide. "Shit!" Mike exclaimed. "Told you! Me and Fritz had the same problem with Spring Trap!" Jeremy said. "Turn it on its side Fritz." Mike asked. It fitted through on their second attempt side ways.
That excited feeling returned, flooding every part of my body as I followed the group with the box. Mike and Fritz laid it in the hall way where the presents had been piled almost to the roof in one corner. "Open it!" I found myself demanding excitedly. "Hold your horses Spring Trap!" Mike demanded, cracking the box open with the crowbar. I think shes some kind of dog, I had never known what a dingo was. I had seen dogs in Fred bears, with that soft hair and huge huge eyes that were so soft they seemed to make the dinner quiet for minutes. "She's never been turn on ever, so we have to be inviting and welcoming." Jeremy reminded. Molly nodded. I held my breath as Mike opened up her chest. He placed a glowing blue core in the chest and shut it. He took three huge steps backwards as her motors began whirring gently. I realised the people had gathered behind me.
She sat up.
I kneeled beside her.
"Hi, I'm Spring Trap," I said offering my hand to help her up.
She took my hand.
"Hey, I think my names Heather." She stood and so did I, she was slightly shorter then me.
"Welcome to Fazbear fright," I wished, waving my arm around the room.
She smiled gently, eyes glowing blue, like the dogs back at the dinner she made complete silence at Fazbear Fright.
"Hello Heather I am Fred Bear!" Fred Bear said appearing in front of us.
I heard Mike whispering for the people to let me and Fred Bear to help her get settled in. They disappeared back out door the door. I guess their shifts were over.
"So Heather what do you want to do?" Fred Bear asked.
