-It's Me-


Chapter 3: Vincent


It had been a long time since Vincent Herrman had seen a child walking down the street. He was always at home, minding his own business, and that's why he didn't see children wandering around often.

He didn't really missed them. Not only did he hate them, to an extent he had never liked children, but he felt sick when he was near them. They were so stupid. They were always laughing, running everywhere and crying for some of them, it was disgusting. He wished he could kill them, but it was against the law.

He was not mad enough to kill a child.

He walked down the street, joining the diner where he was working as an engineer. It was called 'Fredbear's Family Diner', the mascot named after the place. It was a golden bear with a purple hat and bowtie. He was very proud of it, to say the least. It was his best creation ever.

When he saw at the end of the corner the place, he sighed sadly. He didn't like this place. Too many children. Too much noise. He couldn't take it an hour without starting to panic. Here was the problem when you were asocial.

He took his purple jacket and wore it, entering the place and meeting Mark Frames, the manager and owner of the franchise, at the entrance. "Sorry, I know I'm late."

"Yes you are, couldn't you phone me ?"

"Sorry, boss."

The other man sighed and waved his hand, leading him to the Show Stage. Here, there was something wrong.

There was another golden animatronic. It was a bunny, or at least it looked like it, and it was really in a pitiful state. "We found this one here this morning, you should take a look."

"Why so ?"

Mark glanced at him very seriously. "This one seems special."

Vincent frowned and approached the creature, trying to reach its hand but the thing moved, his big greenish eyes opening and glancing at him. "I see... He is very well-made."

"What do you mean by that ?"

The engineer seemed admirative regarding this robot. "You see, this isn't just technology." He placed a hand over the bunny's shoulder, this one cringing his teeth but not moving. "This is advanced technology."

Mark's eyes widened when he heard that. "What ?"

"I could say that this thing came from the future if it was possible." Vincent replied, smiling. "I don't know who made it but it's... Well, perfect."

"Perfect, you say ?" Mark asked, walking towards his employee. "Should we keep it ?"

"If you could know what I know, you wouldn't even ask."

The manager thought about what he said a little while before nodding. "We're going to keep it then."

"You should call it 'him'."

"No matter how you love robots, Mr. Herrman, robots will always be called 'it'."

The man with the purple outfit shook his head negatively. "This one is unique in the fact that he can think."

"Th-Think !?"

"Just take a look at his reaction." Vincent suggested before slapping the bunny. This one frowned but tried to remain calm.

But after four more slaps, he just couldn't take it. "Hey, would you stop it, you jerk !?"

Mark was astonished, dropping his jaw while looking at him. The golden bunny sighed in annoyance, glancing at Fredbear which one wasn't even reacting to the situation. The bunny shook his head, looking for the phantoms and noticing two eyes looking at him sarcastically, right behind the humans.

He closed his eyes, tired, and opened them again, seeing Phantom Chica in his entire body smiling to him. "Do I need to scare them ?"

"No." Springtrap smiled, the two humans to busy at speaking to hear what he said. "Just get me away from them."

She smiled mischievously and grabbed his hand, leading him go another room where they were, surprisingly, all alone. Springtrap laughed nervously when he saw Phantom Chica closing the door, not sure to understand what she had in mind. The chicken approached him, forcing him to sit on the table behind him, and smiled. "I have a question for you, that's why we're alone for now."

"Okay... Go ahead..."

She grabbed his hands and squeezed them happily. "Are you ready to become a phantom ?"

Springtrap blinked in confusion before demanding more seriously: "Why are you asking this ? Do you wish to kill me to try out ?"

"No no no ! Phantom Freddy wanted you to be a phantom, and as he wouldn't dare asking you, I did it for him !"

The bunny was quite confused but didn't say anything. He didn't want to know why Freddy was asking this. Maybe he didn't like him. Not really. It was unlikely because Freddy, Bonnie, Phantom Fredbear and him were very close since the beginning. Fred even suspected something between Freddy and him a few hours ago.

The chicken shruggled and opened the door, letting the bunny out. She looked at him lovingly. She never stopped loving him, he was so hot ! She prefered the golden ones, their color was more shiny and... they were way more attractive than the others, to tell the truth.

He passed her, smiling kindly, and she just felt so good. "I'll see you later, I have something important to do." She whispered.

"What could you do something important ? I mean, you're a phantom animatronic..."

Chica giggled and put a finger over his lips, preventing him to ask more questions. He blinked but kept his mouth closed, going away. She smiled, tenderized, and said in a low voice: "If you only could understand how I love you... I could die to have your freaking b*tt in my bed, man..."


Phantom Fredbear didn't reply to Phantom Puppet when she tried to annoy him with a stupid idea, which was going to the real Fredbear and meet him. She was of course laughing at him, making fun of his situation. He wanted to reply that Phantom Puppet could also shut up because the real Marionette was here too, but he just ignored her. She just wanted to annoy everyone.

Phantom Freddy and Fred made their way toward them, Phantom Puppet shutting her mouth while looking attentively at Phantom Freddy. This one gave her a hard look before glancing at Phantom Fredbear, saying: "We need to talk, Fredbear."

"I'm coming."

"I'll come too." Phantom Puppet stated, ready to follow them, but Phantom Freddy prevented her to do so, holding her back and leaving without her. "Or not..."

"That's what happens when you annoy everyone and everyone dislikes you." Phantom Bonnie said, coming from behind her with Phantom Mangle and Phantom BB.

Phantom Puppet snorted and stared at him, feeling superior. "I don't need any of you."

"You know, I feel like you need Freddy more than you think." Phantom Mangle replied, looking at her from the ceiling and smiling widely. "I saw the look you gave him."

"What look ? I hate him, he hates me, the end."

"Liar !" Phantom Balloon Boy cried out, the other animatronic looking at him with annoyance.

Phantom Puppet snorted again and left the room, leaving the three others smiling and giggling. Her attitude was so stupid. What did she think ? Acting this way wouldn't help her to get Freddy's love, far from that ! Phantom Bonnie would love to explain to her how to gain Freddy's trust and his love after, but he just couldn't speak with her. Nobody could. She was too stubborn.

After all, Freddy loved bad-tempered girls but that much... It wasn't sure.

Phantom Chica and Phantom Foxy, followed by Spring, came towards them some minutes after, Chica bringing with her a beautiful pizza. "Maybe we should eat and rest, we're going to have a long day tomorrow !"

"True, mateys !" Phantom Foxy added, nodding vigorously his head and smiling to them.

Springtrap smiled and took a look at Shadow Freddy, who was looking at them from the opposite side of the room. "You coming ?"

Fred raised his head, smiling back to him and approached the group, taking his lover in his arms. "I missed you today..."

"Don't worry, I'll always be here for you, Fred."

In the corner of his eye, Springtrap saw a strange shadow looking at them with a creepy smile and two golden eyes. It looked like a bunny but he wasn't sure at all. It vanished as soon as he noticed it.

Maybe one of Shadow Freddy's friends.


Vincent sighed when he finally finished to repair Fredbear's glitchs and went back to the Dining Area, looking for the golden bunny animatronic. This one was on the stage, offline, and it opened its eyes as soon as the man was near him. "Hello..." Vincent said, fascinated by the robot and this one seemingly understanding it.

"Oh, hi there."

"What's your name, buddy ?" The engineer asked, making his way towards him and smiling to the very tall robot. "Mine is Vincent Herrman, but you can call me Vincent."

The golden animatronic raised an eyebrow. "I know who you are. I'm Springtrap. I come from a horror attraction of an other city."

"Nice to meet you. Don't worry, I'll just look at your endoskeleton to see if everything is okay." Vincent explained, opening the back of the bunny and verifying everything inside it. The golden one seemed quite old, even he was very sophisticated. His systems were damaged, some of them not even responding. Then, he noticed a detail that gave him the spooks.

On one of the boxes was written 'Fazbear Entertainment 1983' and... they were in 1977 actually.

"Wha-what is that... ?"

"Did you see something ?" Springtrap asked, worried about what could the man have found.

It was worse than he thought.

"On one of the boxes, it's written '1983' but aren't we in 1977 ?"

Springtrap felt very stressed out when he heard that. He should have think about that ! He had been created in 1983, of course it would be written the date somewhere on his parts ! Why didn't he think about it earlier ? Now it was too late to change anything, and there was no way to explain this as an error. The man would try to trust it but wouldn't really trust it.

"Oh i-is it ? I mean, it could be an error." Springtrap reacted, trembling from head to feet. That wasn't good at all.

He looked for Fred and the others, glancing at everything, and he noticed them, Fred seemingly more scared than he was.

Their secret had been debunked.

"It's certainly an error... It must be. It can't be otherwise, right ?" Vincent asked Springtrap nervously, frightened by the 'bot.

But after all, wasn't he the one who said that he could be coming from the future ? He suspected something since the beginning. This animatronic was too sophisticated to be real.

"Vincent, it's not what you're thinking about !"

"What's the name of the horror attraction you worked at ?" The man in purple asked, trying to avoid the subject.

Springtrap didn't know how to answer. Did he need to tell the truth or not ? Hiding something else would be useless but... Fazbear's Fright didn't exist in this generation. Not now. It would open 40 years later. He just couldn't name it. "I don't remember, some stupid name I really wanted to forget when I was younger. Looks like I succeeded."

"Hm." The engineer nodded, trying to smile but he was still tensed by his discovery. "What was the city ? Maybe you remember that ?"

"No, sorry..."

The man wearing the purple outfit didn't mind, trying to be in good terms with the new robot. He was much smarter than any other animatronic he'd seen. After all, if he came from the future, it was quite normal. "Do you have friends or are you all alone ? And how did you travel from your city to this one ?"

"I have a lot of friends, but I don't think you want to see them, and the travel... well... It's complicated." Springtrap answered calmly, looking at the man when this one closed his back and went in front of him. "I can't explain what I don't understand myself."

Vincent nodded, understanding his point, and sat in front of him. "Are you going to stay ? I mean, I said to the boss that you would stay but since you're sentient, you can choose by yourself."

The bunny smiled. "I'm going to stay, I have nowhere else to go. But- Only if you accept me, of course."

"Welcome to the family, it's a honor to have you here." Vincent greeted him, shaking hands with him happily. "You'll love working here."

"You too."

Vincent was first shocked by the sentence but then he understood what the bunny meant. Yeah, clever the Springtrap... He knew that he didn't like to work here, but with him, the most sophisticated robot on Earth, he was going to love his job !

Clever the bunny... He was going to like him much more than he first imagined.


To be continued...