SpringBonnie can't be around Fredbear anymore. Not after he found the body inside.
He tries to go to the others, but upon entering the main party room, he feels that same dread. They're wrong, be can already tell. None of them have moved yet. They're all just frozen in position.
No. No, not them too! Why did this have to happen?!
SpringBonnie doesn't dare check. He can't handle seeing it over again, so he leaves the party room and goes to Pirate's Cove. No one goes into there, so maybe Foxy will be fine. SpringBonnie has no idea how many children Afton got to, but it can't be that many, right? It would be too risky. Someone would notice four children missing at once. It would close the pizzeria and Afton wouldn't risk that, would he?
He reaches the cove and immediately throws the curtains away. He steps onto the stage but stops once he sees Foxy. He's in the same state. But he can't be. That would be five children all at once! How could five children go missing without someone noticing?!
"Foxy?" SpringBonnie tries, hoping that a miracle will make him activate. That this is some sick prank and everyone will just end up laughing in his face. He'd accept that, so long as the worst case scenerio is no longer true.
But it's useless. Foxy doesn't turn on and as Spring looks closer, he sees a slow trail of blood pooling around Foxy's legs. It's starting to soak into his fur. It doesn't make sense. Why would Afton leave all of this evidence? Why would he let the blood stain his animatronics? Once those parents call the police, they'll know. They'll see the blood and know exactly who did it, because it's so obvious. It's always been obvious from the very beginning! Why has no one found out yet?!
SpringBonnie falls off of Foxy's stage. He scrambles to his feet and runs away from the once comforting little hiding spot. He's half way back to Parts and Service when he remembers what's lying in there. He can't go back. Not when Fredbear's still in there with a child locked inside. He can't see that again.
So, he goes to the first place he can think of. He returns to the closet and slams the door shut, hopping that nothing comes for him. He's not sure what would, but it's like the enter restaurant's changed. It's no longer a fun place for kids to have their parties. It's not even a retiring area for him and Fredbear. It's a horror house and he's locked inside with the monsters.
No. No, those children aren't the monsters. Those bodies aren't what's really getting to him. It's the knowledge that all of this came from SpringBonnie's creator. The same hands that gave him life are now taking it away. The person that so lovingly wore him at parties is now using him for murder. The blood is literally on SpringBonnie's hands and there's no way for him to stop it. He can't tell the police, they wouldn't listen to an animatronic. He can't stop Afton either. Once the springlocks are wound up, he's gone.
There's nothing he can do to stop this, so it will just continue.
SpringBonnie curls up in the far corner. It's a little damp from a leak in the ceiling, but it's all he has left. It's not even safe, but no where is. At least he doesn't have to see the others now. He can just stay in here until someone finds out.
Yeah. He'll just wait it out.
The first concert at the Fazbear Theater goes just as wonderfully. Spring plays a few songs, then signs autographs, then it starts up again. It's a little different from what he originally did, but it's a nice change. He will likely still get booked for birthday parties, but not nearly as often as the others, which is perfectly okay to him. He's not the most popular with the kids, after all. It's the adults that always come for autographs, actually.
The line gets cut off by a staff bot, signaling the nearing end to this session of meeting customers. He'll play again with a new audience and it'll start again. But just as he signs the last one, the customer stays. It's an old man who looks maybe sixty? Maybe older? He's bald but there's a thick, white beard covering his jawline. His eyes look hopeful and it's enough to make Spring stop.
"Do you remember me?" He asks. Spring doesn't answer, scared that he'll disappoint. He looks closely at the man's face, trying to match another one he might've seen. "Oh, I remember you! You were there on my birthday."
It hits him and Spring has to stop himself from jumping up. He knows this man. He was Jamar! "I...I do remember you. I dropped your cake." Spring laughs and the old man does as well, looking just as overjoyed.
"You did!" He smiles, his wrinkles stretching with the motion. "But I won't forget how happy I was that day. My favorite animatronic brought out my birthday cake." Jamar pulls out a handkerchief and wipes his eyes with it. His hand shakes as he puts it back into his pocket. "You know, I didn't think you would remember. I thought you talking to customers was just this new AI stuff. But you do."
Spring isn't sure how to react to that. He wasn't aware anyone paid that close attention to him. "Well, usually the owners would wear the costumes when it came to that sort of thing. It was a lot safer for children."
Jamar laughs again. "I bet! Can't imagine a party of little kids climbing all over you the way they did to those mascots." He lets out a peaceful sigh and repositions his cane. "Well, I oughta let you back to your show. Don't let me hold you up."
"Be careful on your way back." Spring waves, his heart already filled with the fond love he always held for those children. Jamar waves back as he exits the theater. More people are already sitting in the seats and Spring really has to get ready now, but he's glad he had that conversation. He's glad there are still people out there who remember him at his prime. People that still love him.
As the day drags on and the shows eventually stop, Spring leaves the theater. It's ten minutes until closing and most costumers should be heading out -though, some like to stay until they're directly told to leave. The daycare area is almost completely empty, aside from one family picking up their children. Spring watches Sun hand the kids back with the upmost care. He then hands them their crafts that they made and waves the family away with a gleeful smile.
Once the family is out the doors, Sun turns to glare at Spring. "What do you want?" The sudden change of emotion makes Spring pause. "Did you just want to watch me do my job?"
"Well, no. Not really." Despite the glare, Spring steps closer until they're in front of each other. Sun is a little taller, but not including Spring's ears. "Are there any children left? I can't imagine anyone leaving their kid." He doesn't look away from Sun's frown.
"No, they're all gone." He deadpans and Spring takes this as a perfect chance to get to know the other animatronic better...the same way he did with Foxy. Without another word, Spring steps through the large doors and right into the daycare itself. He looks around for a moment, genuinely shocked at how large it is, before going toward the climbing course. "Hey!" Sun shouts as he follows. "What do you think you're doing?!"
"I wanted to look around." Spring manages to stay just ahead of Sun as he looks through the room. The entire room is padded, which likely makes Sun's job easier. There are stacks of toys and areas for crafts. Spring sees a large ball pit at far end with a slide, but he can't quite figure out where it leads to. Over all, it's pretty nice. The Pizzaplex definitely spared no expense in making this.
Sun finally catches him. "What are you doing?! You can't just walk in here!"
"Are you the only daycare worker?" Spring asks, ignoring Sun's question. "Don't you get a lot of kids in here?" He can't imagine Sun does this all alone. There must've been like ten children at daycare today.
Sun looks at him angrily for a moment before his expression turns questioning. He's still skeptical, but it's improvement. "Kinda, yeah. I'm the only animatronic that runs it while the lights are on, but Moon takes over at night."
This is news to Spring. "Moon?" He asks, trying to remember if he's ever seen another animatronic. He remembers the statue outside and how there were two of them. The one with the Santa hat or whatever it was. "So, Moon takes over when it's after closing? But why? There aren't kids around then." Unless...can people pay to leave their kid here overnight? That feels deeply irresponsible, but maybe it's needed for parents who work night shifts. But still. Wouldn't they go to an actual human first?
"He runs security. And yes, there are kids here overnight sometimes." So Spring's assumption was right. The knowledge that Afton was also underneath the Mega Plex makes him feel worse about that. "It's rare, but it happens. Like with that Gregory kid stayed past closing! Ugh, that little brat! He broke all the rules in my daycare, so I had to ban him forever!"
That seems a bit extreme for a kid that just breaks rules, but Spring can't really blame Sun. Gregory can be a handful, as he's come to realize. And not just that, but he's crafty too. He probably did more than just break a simple rule.
Anyway, back to the topic. "So, what does Moon do exactly? You said security and overnight daycare, but couldn't you handle that too?"
Sun looks grim for a moment. "When kids are here, he just watches over them while they sleep. But if someone breaks the rules and turns off the lights...he's not so gentle." Spring doesn't like the sound of that. At all, really. "You see, I just banned Gregory from the daycare, right?" Spring nods. "But Moon chased him around the Pizzaplex. He hunted the boy down until either Gregory messed up and got caught, or he escaped the facility."
"That's...bad." Spring says, unable to really process all of this. How is this allowed? Why would they make this a thing? "So...Moon isn't good. Other than for sleeping, I mean."
"Not at all. That's why we have the rule, 'keep the lights on at all times'. Otherwise, we have problems and I can't solve them until the lights are back on."
This sounds too familiar to Spring. Moon isn't as bad as Afton, but it feels like the same situation. Moon takes care of most things, but once something bad happens, then he can't stop it. Moon is given free access to the daycare and those inside. And it stays that way until the lights are back on. "I'm sorry." Spring says. Sun looks surprised by it, but he does accept it.
"I don't know why they made me like this. Maybe they thought it would be a good idea to have a fully programmed animatronic run security? But then why did they have to put Moon in here, with me? I can handle sleeping kids just fine on my own!" Sun suddenly looks awkward. "Uh, sorry. Didn't mean to dump this on you."
Spring smiles, hoping he can get rid of some of the tension. "It's fine, Sun. If you ever need something, I'm at the theater. Just come right over." He's about to leave, but then something else comes to mind. "And Sun?" He waits until the animatronic is facing him. "It's okay to reach out, you know? You don't need to handle this by yourself." He gets a reluctant nod, but it's probably the most he'll get from Sun right now.
With that, Spring leaves the daycare, feeling a lot better about his place at the theater. Now, he doesn't have to dread being out and about. He doesn't have to worry about Sun seeing him and giving him glares. They understand each other and Spring does take pride in knowing he's probably the first one to actually try reaching out to him. That, and he also feels bad that no one else got through.
Either way, things are starting to really look up.
Here he is! The Sun interaction I promised!