I changed Purple Guy's name to Mavis!

I wait patiently in my corner waiting for the humans to come my way, I really hope they do! I could have some friends or at least somebody to talk to. Maybe they'd even fix me up; I really need it and my arm is crudely reattached. I wonder what they look like, it's been awhile since I've seen a human before. I wonder what the rest of the world is like! I was getting more excited by the minute! Calm down, sheesh it's no big deal.I was stunned. No big deal, n-no BIG DEAL! Yeah no biggie,he said nonchalantly. Screw you man, screw you!

The humans started coming closer and closer, I can hear them now! "I'm telling you this is hopeless," one voice said boredly. Another voice, more excitedly, shot down that idea. "No it ain't, I know what I'm goin' and we're gonna do it! You bet your bellbottoms we'll do it!" I giggled a bit, the second guy talked funny! So childish. Shut it Mavis!

There were a few bumps and crashes before they came into my sight. They were waving around a flashlight scanning the area, then they spotted me. I still had a happy grin on my face, but I always did seeing as Chica had engraved in into my face. There was a tall skinny man with brown fluffy hair tied into a short ponytail and lightly tanned skin. He wore wore a black muscle shirt and gray skinny jeans. The other guy was much shorter and a bit chubby. He was a few inches below the first guy's shoulder. He had red hair swept around his head in a curly mess, pale freckled skin, and large glasses. He wore an oversized t-shirt that read "NERD" in big bold letters on the front and a pair of old baggy jean. They stared at me in shock and excitement.

What now? Just play dead, Mavis joked. Jerk! "H-hello," I greeted nervously. I was a bit surprised. My voice was so scratchy like nails on a chalkboard, probably from not using it for so long. Well duh, Vincent mocks. Well shut up, I mock back.

The humans seemed to be excited too. The tall man was the first to speak, a look of disbelief on his face. "N-no way! It still works too."

The other guy seemed ecstatic. "I told ya we'd find some'n. And you said we would'n! You owe me fifty bucks Mikey boy!" He looked like a kid in a candy store where all the candy was free.

"Shut up Fritz," the one labeled as 'Mikey boy' grumbled. He turned to me. "He looks pretty banged up. And are you sure it can even move?" Fritz scoffed. "Mike, are you doutin' my skillzzzzzz, are you?!" he yelled angrily. Mike was about to answer but Fritz yelled again. "Well are you punk!? ARE YOU?!"

I wasn't sure what was going on, but I was kinda scared. "U-uhm why a-are you screaming?" I don't know why they looked at me like I grew a second head, it was an innocent question. At least I think it is. It is isn't it?

"It just asked a question!" Mike screamed. I wanted to say 'No duh!' but I just kept quiet. "What kind of AI does it have? Androids aren't suppose to goddamn ask questions like they have a fucking conscious!"

Well excuse me, is it wrong to have a mind of my own?! That was what I wanted to say but I decided against it. "Is there something wrong?"

"Awesome!" Fritz then bounded over to me looking me up and down. "I think I can fix 'im up in no time. A bit of redesignin' here and there and badabing badaboom, we got ourselves a star!"

Being fixed sounds nice, not so sure about the other stuff he said. Luckily , or not so luckily depending on the situation, I had Mavis with me to explain what the guy was talking about. He means he's going to fix you and make you look better. "Oooh" I accidentally said aloud. I'd have to fix that, I can't be saying all my thoughts out loud.

"Hey there! The name's Fritz Smith!"

"Don't talk to it!"

"Mr. Grumpy pants over there is Mike Schmidt. Who might you be ?"

"Springtrap." The guy's grin grew, I don't know why. Did I do something to make him happy? I'm a bit confused. "Okay Springtrap, me an' Mikey boy ovah there are gonna spruce you up till you're good as new. Or as good as we can get ya. Can't have ya looking too new!" I just nodded, not really getting what he was talking about.

Mike glared at Mr. Fritz (That's what I'm gonna call him now!) "Listen dude, isn't it a bit creepy that it has such an advanced AI? I mean it's just a robot."

"But Mister, I d-don't have an AI." This guy is a bit mean. Maybe he's just confused, it wasn't the first time somebody started shouting about AI in front of me. "My old boss a-always told me that I didn't have an AI like n-normal androids, that I was special. He said inst-ead of AI I had a conscious, but he told people it was an AI because they would be su… suspect?"

"Suspicious?" Mike offered. I nod my head vi… vigor-us… I nod my head a lot, which is hard to do when Freddy slit my throat halfway through my neck. "Yes. yes, that's the word. Sus-pi-cous. He said any of the an-droids at this place will be as h-human as possible. Like a c-consciousness a-and stuff. Something about b-body heat a-and being able to eat and drink and stuff… I don't remember the rest. It was such a long time a-a-ago."

Mike then exploded. "What the fuck was wrong with people back then!?Then he paused. "Hold up… where did they even get that type of tech back then…?" He looked at me suspiciously. I didn't do anything, it wasn't my idea! "I guess that explains why you're like that, but eating and drinking is stretching it. What next you sleep?" he asked teasingly.

It made me a bit uncomfortable because it brought bad memories. "I d-didn't need s-sleep before, u-until a certain i-incident." I let out a nervous laugh. "I-I hope i-it doesn't bother you too much."

Mr. Fritz answered right away. "Course not, just means you're ever cooler than we thought! Mikey boy is cool with it too, aren'tcha?!"

Mike groaned in apparent annoyance. "Yeah whatever. But I still don't think this… sentiant(?) will rack up enough cash. He seems to nice, I mean yeah he looks scary but if somebody starts screaming their head of he'll be apologizing like a Canadian from up north."

Why would they need me to be scary. I was created to make kids and grownups happy, not scream their heads off. "Umm, so w-what am I gonna do?"

Fritz got even more excited, if that was even possible. "We are re-opening Freddy Fazbear's but this time as Fazbear Frights! It's a horror attraction. So we need ya to scare the shit outta everybody."

"B-but isn't that bad?"

"No, humans like a bit of a scare. It gives the excitement!"

I nodded. People can be really strange. Why on earth would they like being scared?

After a bit of talking they helped me up seeing as I could hardly walk. When we made it out of the backroom I immediately noticed that the rest pizzeria looked horrible. The paint was peeling off the wall, the roof was cracked, and the the place looked plain horrible. Wow, this place took a hit, Mavis laughed at the pizzeria's state. Me, I didn't find it funny at all. This place was my home, it was downright depressing. The brought me to a room with a stage on it and sat me on a chair.

I looked around curiously. I don't remember this place… Things sure have changed when I was gone.

I remember this place… it's where it all began.