(Nancy's POV)

A new night shift at Fazbear's Fright: The Horror Attraction. That means a new night with Springtrap. Tonight I have to ask him a few questions. When I got home in the morning yesterday after my first night shift, I couldn't stop thinking about him.

I walked into the building. Suddenly, something jumped out of the shadows and got all the way up in my face and screamed. I got so scared that I fainted.

(Springtrap's POV)

After I screamed at Nancy in her face, she fainted. I caught her in time and carried her in bridal-style to the office. I carefully laid her down on the floor so that she could wake up easier. Why did I even scare her like that? A few minutes later, she finally woke up.

"Springtrap?"

"Um.. hi," was my only response with a wave.

"Don't tell me that you were the one who scared the heck out of me." She sat up and looked at me, waiting for my answer.

"Maybe..." I became more nervous by each passing second. "No." Just admit it, I know better than that. I'm the only animatronic here... Besides the Puppet. And he rarely shows up. "Okay, fine! You got me. It was me."

"Why did you do that, anyway?"

"I wanted to surprise you. But, instead I accidentally scared you. I'm sorry," I apologized, lowering my bunny-ears.

"It's alright, Springtrap. Really." At least she understands. My ears went up again when she stood up and sat down in the office chair. "So, Springtrap. I wanted to ask you a few questions. If you don't want to answer all of them, I'm fine with it," she wondered. I was expecting her to find a pen and a paper, but she didn't.

"You're not going to take notes?" I asked her.

"Not really. Besides, I think it's best to keep it a secret, just between the two of us," she explained.

"Okay. You can ask me about almost anything."

"Good. So, how long have you been in here?" she asked.

"Very long, actually. A few years, to be honest," I answered.

"Oh. Next question: I know it's a long time ago, but when you were performing, did you enjoy it?"

"I don't remember it for some reason."

"Okay. The last question might feel a bit odd, but I'll ask anyway: Could I try the suit, since you're a springlock suit?" She's right; the question is a bit odd. But just because it's a little bit odd, it doesn't mean that I can't answer.

"You could, but there's a little problem," I answered.

"What kind of problem?" she wondered.

"It's a bit... complicated to talk about it." I told her.

"Okay."

"But if you must know, I can show it to you. Only if you can promise me not to freak out."

"I'm not gonna freak out. Trust me." With that said, I revealed what was inside of me; the corpse of that wretched Purple Guy. "HOLY-!" she almost screamed, taking a few steps backwards.

"You said you weren't going to freak out," I told her.

"I-I know, I just.. I wasn't expecting to see a corpse in there. You, my friend, need an upgrade... and get cleaned."

"You- Would you do that for me?" I wondered, surprised of her words.

"Yes, of course. I can secretly bring you home after the night shift. It's not like anyone is going to notice that you're gone. Besides, my dad is a mechanic. He could have a look at you. If you want, that is," she explained.

"I'd love to."

So we decided to stay in the office until 6 am. After staying the office for a few hours, the Puppet showed up in one of the monitors. It looked like as if he was searching for something- maybe even someone. Could he be searching for me?

"What is he doing?" Nancy asked, looking at the monitor.

"I guess he's looking for someone. He might have noticed that I'm not roaming the halls. I should go and check it out."

"Just be careful, okay, Springtrap?"

"I'll be fine. I promise. I'll be back in a moment." I then went over to The Puppet. As much as hate to admit it, I never liked him. He doesn't say much, but when he does, it sounds like he's inside my head. Sometimes he even tries to control me to take revenge on the security guard. If he made me do something towards Nancy, then I would never forgive myself. I'm still thinking about what I almost did to her last night. All I want is a friend like her, someone who I can talk to without scaring someone.

"There you are," the Puppet's voice said in my mind as he approached me. "Where have you been? It's been silent for very long. Not even that kid you're looking for had said a word." Stop smiling at me, Puppet, it creeps me out.

"Hello?" Speaking of, if I'm going to get past him, or get rid of him for all I care, I need to act.

"I thought I heard him a few minutes ago. I lost track of where I heard him, but I know where he his now," I told him and walked passed him. I fake-searched the place for that kid, just to fool him.

(In the meantime, Nancy's POV)

After Springtrap had walked out of the office, I followed him on the monitor. Springtrap and the puppet-character was having a conversation, or I guess they were. Springtrap was talking to him, but he didn't say anything back, at least from what I could hear. Before I got the job as a security guard, I knew Springtrap often followed the voice of a child from a room next to a room that he's currently in. That's what the previous security guard told me.

I looked at Cam 9, the room next to the one with Springtrap and the Puppet, and pushed the button for audio devices.

"Hello?" The voice of a child echoed through the hall they were in. Springtrap walked into room and started searching. As I watched him, I saw something moving in the window. It looked like Freddy, but something felt off about him, as if he wasn't really there.

"Freddy? Is that you?" I went out of the office to have a look. But as soon as I did, I wish I hadn't.