MARRISA ASKS:
Why do you look rotten?
"Because I just escaped a damn horror attraction, and ended up here." Springtrap explained.
Springtrap looked at himself, seeing how damaged he was. He was all gross and organ-y. I need to fix this. Springtrap thought. Then he remembered: He couldn't touch anything in the garage. He sighed.
"For crying out loud." Springtrap grumbled.
Springtrap got up and looked around. He couldn't see anything he could use. He decided to get Kasey to fix him... once Kasey came to him.
"Ugh." Springtrap groaned.
He waited about 3 hours before Kasey finally came to check on Springtrap.
"Hey! Kiddo! I need you to fix me!" Springtrap said, hurrying up to him.
"Sorry, bud. No can do. If you want fixed, I gotta take you to a animatronic professional, but if they see you, then I'm screwed." Kasey said.
"You're no help." Springtrap went back to the spot he was in.
"Look, do you want to go back to Fazbear's Fright?" Kasey asked.
"N-no." Springtrap sat down.
"Good, then stay the way you are." Kasey said.
"Fine." Springtrap put the laptop back onto his lap.
A/N: Hello! I actually pre-written these, so please enjoy my fast speed of writing! :D