-FnaF: The Other Half-
Chapter 4: Who wrote it ?
« Moooom ! ... please, stop bleeding, stop bleeding... » Springtrap called her mother, begging for the pain to stop as she was trying to mop up the blood running freely from a wound on her forearm. She had just cut herself with a razor blade, nothing too unusual, but she didn't feel like she could take care of it alone. She felt really sick, even more than the previous days.
Marionette came as fast as she could, still speaking with someone on her phone. « Yeah yeah, I just- God, honey, what happened to your arm ? » She gasped when she saw the wound.
Spring waved her hand and just offered her mother a compress with some antibacterial on it. « Just- Help me to mop it up... I feel too exhausted to do it myself... »
« O-Okay, as you wish. » Puppet nodded before slowly approaching her daughter, taking the compress and slowly swiping over the wound. Springtrap gritted her teeth and whined painfully but did not try to get away. She knew it needed to be done.
Once Puppet was done, she put down the compress covered in blood and looked worriedly at the bunny, who just sat next to her and sighed, tired. « I bet you already noticed but... I'm getting even sicker every day... »
Marionette was now talking to her friend on the cellphone. « Listen Spring Bonnie, I gotta hang up, I'll call you tomorrow night. Yeah, bye. » And then she put her phone on the table beside her, staring at her daughter and noticeably concerned. « How do you feel today... ? »
« I need to see the doctor. I have to. I'm sick of this. I want to see Fred again... and... Goldie... » Springtrap explained in a very low voice, tears filling her greenish-gray eyes. She took a look at her mother's expression, and then she remembered the phone call. Most importantly, who Puppet was talking to. « WAIT ! Spring Bonnie's your friend, right ? »
Marionette blinked, surprised, but nodded. « Yeah, she is since I was a young little puppet. Why ? »
« She's Goldie's mother ! She has to know where he is ! I'm gonna call her back ! » The golden bunny said, jumping on the phone before her mom could take it away from her. She checked the contact list and tried to find Spring Bonnie's name.
Puppet just looked at what she was doing, visibly frustrated. Was something wrong ? Was she doing something bad by letting Springtrap call Spring Bonnie ? By letting her talk about Golden Freddy again ? She had no clue. She stroked her hand, anxious, but left her daughter alone after some time.
Springtrap waited for the other bunny to pick up the call, and then spoke. « Hi, it's Springtrap, I don't know if you remember me. Can you tell me where Golden Freddy is ? »
There was a long silence and then, Spring Bonnie hung up. Springtrap tried to call again five times before giving up; Spring Bonnie wouldn't pick up. Maybe it was a bad idea to call her, after all. But, Springtrap was kind of a stubborn girl, and decided to record a message for Goldie's mother.
« Why aren't you answering ? Did something go wrong with him ? Is he dead ? I need to know, he was my best friend, and I'm looking forward to meet him again. If... If you could explain to me what happened... I would be more than thankful. » Springtrap said before hanging up, tears running free down her cheeks.
She looked at her reflection in the glass. She was horrified.
Her eyes were darker than usually, maybe because the glowing dot inside them was nearly gone, and their greenish-gray looked more like blackish orbs. Her fur was a mess; she was too busy to dress it properly. Finally, her ears were absolutely horrible; one of them was darker than the other and wires were coming out of it, dangling from its top.
Springtrap passed her hand on her face and let out a desperate whimper, closing her eyes and sobbing. « I'm a freak now, for real ! »
« No, darling... » Her mother's voice interrupted, coming from right behind her. Springtrap startled and turned to her, glancing at her as if she'd seen a ghost. Marionette came toward her, putting her hand over her shoulder and stroking it softly. « You are beautiful. »
« But- I'm so different from everyone else... They're just so... cute. »
« You think that 'cute' means 'pretty' or what ? » Marionette asked suddenly, surprising the golden-green bunny girl who just raised her head and glanced at her mother strangely. « Listen... When I was a little puppet girl, I was rejected by everyone. Literally everyone. I was special. I was the one. The weirdo out of all the animatronics. Because they were all animal-like robots and I wasn't. »
Springtrap didn't know what to think about it. Indeed, Puppet was way different than the others. Freddy Fazbear was... a bear ? A brown bear ? Was it him ? She thought so. Then, there was Bonnie, her... mom... and then Chica, a chicken with a strange cupcake which was an animatronic himself. Then Foxy, who was a fox, red if she remembered him well, and then the toys, which were just as the previous ones except Mangle who was different than Foxy. And Goldie... He was a golden bear with a purple hat and bowtie, and he was like, her childhood crush.
Marionette didn't let her enough time to say anything before going on: « They hated me, but then Spring Bonnie gave me a chance, because she was rejected too. You know... She was in love with a human, called William Afton, and they were all like, 'How disgusting, you horrible freak !'... I was the only one to understand. »
« And did you ever consider Bonnie as your friend ? » Springtrap inquired, being really curious about her parents' past life. « You know, my mom... »
Puppet seemed surprised by the question but nodded very slightly. « She, yeah... She... yeah... No. » The Marionette said before looking at Bonnie's daughter in the eyes. « She was your mother, you know. Proud woman, mean with everyone. That kind of women. And, on the contrary, I was very shy and had nothing she had. She was mother; I didn't have a child and never intended to have one. »
« What made you change your mind ? » Springtrap demanded, smiling softly.
Marionette then had a huge smile and stroke her forehead, giggling happily along with her adoptive daughter. « You did ! You were so nice... I wished I could be your mother. Like, for real, and you would call me 'Mom' or 'Mommy' every so often. » She enlightened, taking her daughter in her arms. « I'm proud to be your mother, even though it required Bonnie's suicide and... Fredbear's departure. »
Springtrap's ear tilted when she heard her father's name and she raised her head, intending to find answers. « Was this letter from him ? »
« Wha- I- »
« Answer me honestly. Was. this letter. from him ? » Springtrap repeated much slower, staring straight at her mother in the eyes. « I need to know, it means a lot to me. » She added, taking from one of the holes on her body the half letter and looking at it sadly.
Puppet took a glance at the letter and gulped. No, she wasn't ready to announce that. She needed to wait ! Springtrap couldn't understand right now, she needed to investigate on her own, to understand the situation before reading the whole letter ! If she didn't... It could become really dangerous for her. « I-I don't have to tell you this. You're not ready to read the whole letter right now- »
« But why !? What are you hiding from me !? »
« Stop shouting please, you need to understand- »
« Understand that you don't want me to read a freaking letter, which was moreover written for me !? What the hell is wrong with you !? »
« Springtra- »
« Tell me who wrote this letter ! NOW ! » The golden-green bunny screamed at her mother's face, clenching her fists and shaking angrily, ready to punch Marionette in the face if she didn't want to tell her the truth about that letter. The half letter which was still in her hands was crushed. « You can't hide this from me ! If my father wrote the freakin- »
« He did not. » Puppet admitted, lowering her hand and looking at her hands, avoiding Springtrap's gaze. « He was not the writer of the letter. »
« Who was it then ? » Springtrap demanded, crossing her arms against her chest and taping with her foot, attempting to calm down a bit while Puppet was thinking about her question.
She'd better tell her the truth.
Then, all of a sudden, Springtrap felt like she was about to faint. Too many emotions. She couldn't take it. She was about to fall down but Puppet held her, leading her to her bedroom and helping her lying on her bed, slowly covering her up and kissing her forehead. « Hey, you need to sleep darling. I'll make an appointment with Doctor Mark tomorrow, is that okay for you ? »
Springtrap was about to answer but just muttered her answer, nodding very slightly before fainting. All went black.
Spring Bonnie took a look at her watch, slightly sighing. It was already 6 PM, and Golden Freddy was watching with his father Freddy some cartoon show on the TV. Like always, she was left alone, in the kitchen, trying to listen to music but she just couldn't concentrate on it. She was hearing noises coming from this stupid TV show and her volume wasn't loud enough to cover them. She sighed again and put her cellphone down, turning angrily to the two boys. « Hey, cut it out ! That's truly annoying ! Lower the volume, Goldie ! »
Scared by his mother, the golden bear nodded and jumped on the remote control, turning the volume down as fast as he could so his mother won't get mad at him again. Freddy was just staring at his wife, seemingly upset by her reaction. He stood up and Goldie covered his ears, closing his eyes when he saw Freddy approaching her mother. All he heard were shouts and bang noises everywhere, even just in front of him. He kept calm and didn't move at all, waiting for the various noises to stop.
The engagement lasted at least ten minutes, but maybe more, and Goldie heard his mother shouting and starting to cry while his father was most likely beating her up, screaming at her face. Goldie felt tears running down his cheeks as he heard a bang noise right beside him and he noticed that the sounds were all gone, but, the most important thing, his mother's cries were gone. His parents were too silent. Freddy wasn't talking anymore, and the atmosphere felt oppressive. Goldie didn't want to open his eyes; he was too afraid.
Soon, a hand took his' and forced him to listen. Golden Freddy raised his head, not daring to look beside him, and watched the figure who was helping him to get up. It was his father. Her mother was behind him, crying silently, all beaten up, sitting behind the table while trying to mop up the blood running freely from her wounds. Freddy seemed pretty bad too; he had a huge scar across the face, and one of his eyes was missing now. Golden Freddy pushed his father away from him and ran to his mother. « Mom... » He murmured, kneeling beside her and cuddling up to her.
She took him in his arms and cried on his shoulder, blood drying Goldie's fur. She raised her head, starting to laugh, and then her laughter grew louder and louder. It became hysterical. She holded her son against her chest, rubbing his back lovingly while she was staring meanly at her husband. « You're gonna die, someday. I will kill you. » She said with that small grin on her face.
Freddy shrugged. « I'll be the one to kill you first. »
« Dad... Mom... S-Stop p-please... » Golden Freddy begged, but he was now fearing his father's reaction.
Freddy hated it when Goldie was implied in their disputes. He said that it wasn't any of Goldie's business, which was very true, but Spring Bonnie just didn't care. Well, not anymore. When Golden Freddy was younger, she would always hide when she was hurt so her son wouldn't see her. But now, she felt like Goldie needed to know who his father really was. Freddy was mad at her each time.
« Goldie, go to your room. » Freddy ordered dryly, not even looking at his son.
Golden Freddy gulped and nodded, kissing his mother on the cheek before running to his bedroom, hiding in his bed, under his blanket. He was shaking in fear; his mother was alone with him. It was dangerous. Too dangerous.
Suddenly, Goldie heard his mother talking to someone. Oh, maybe that girl... Puppet ? Yeah. She likes to talk to her. But she never tells the truth..., Goldie thought as he listened to their conversation, still hidden and not intending to get out.
« Hi-Hi Marionette... [...] Yeah... I'm-I'm okay... » Okay, Dad threatened her again. « I'm just tired, that's all, don't worry. How is Springtrap today ?" Springtrap ? Why does that name sound familiar ? « Did she go to school ? [...] Yeah, I thought so... That poor girl... [...] That's horrible... [...] O-Okay, take care then ! »
Golden Freddy tried to take a peek at what was going on in the living-room but he just couldn't see a damn thing, even though his door was wide-opened and his bedroom was right in front of the room. He sighed and got out of bed, hiding in dark areas and trying to see what his father was doing.
This one was on the couch, watching TV again, while his mother was listening to music. Just as if nothing ever happened. It was always like that. « Mooom... » Golden Freddy called out, his father turning to him but the little golden bear running as fast as he could toward his mother, gripping her leg. « Mommy~... »
The golden bunny took out one of her earpieces and glanced at him lovingly. His mother was such a nice bunny, but you just didn't want to make her angry at you. « What's wrong, honey ? You should already be sleeping... »
« Who is Sp-Springtrap, M-Mommy ? » Golden Freddy inquired, biting his lower lip and looking at her. His ears dropped when he saw her gaze hardening.
Spring Bonnie knelt down, glancing at her son with a sorry expression. « I don't know, honey. Where did you hear that name ? »
« You- » Goldie began before stopping himself. If he said that he heard her telling it to her friend on the phone, she would be mad at him because she hated it when he listened to her conversation. The golden bear just waved his hand and kissed her cheek again, going to bed and trying to sleep.
He didn't.
To be continued...
A/N: Hey there, glad to post this chapter now ! I don't have enough time to enjoy myself but I'm doing my best for the chapters at least ! ^^ I hope you liked this one !
Seems like Goldie wasn't really hidden... or was he ? *X-Files plays* -No, no, I'll stop there.
WARNING: This is not a beautiful and bright story and all. The story will become much darker from next chapter till the end of the fic. You're warned XD And when I say dark, I mean it ! Some horrible stuff (acts and revelations as well) is coming ! :D
Until next time,
Circle of J.