• Published 10th Jun 2020
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Steady Ground. - tam285



Springtrap in Equestria REMAKE! Yes you've heard it right here folks!

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Family Confrontation.

Author's Note:

And it's official! Springtrap is back in Equestria!

Is it bad I'm writing this to Fallout 4 Diamond City Radio? (And singing the songs word for word..)

Yeah I might consider therapy after quarantine.

Click. The tape began to roll. Static, at first. Then a grumbly voice came through. Even thought it was a recording, Michael felt his father's energy through the tape.

"My name is Springtrap." The voice said. "I should be dead." The tape began to glitch out due to its old age. "But I'm not."

Michael began to monitor the multiple security cameras around his house, letting the tape run.

"I'm sorry." Springtrap said, doing as normal as a sigh that his rotting vocal cords would let him. "I didn't want to hurt anyone."

Michael chuckled. "Yeah, alright Dad." he returned to the cameras.

"And to my son, I know you're listening to this tape..." This caught him off by guard. Pausing the tape, he looked around the room. Sensors, boarded up windows, weapons, everything he'd need.

Then, he looked towards a special gun. Due to his research, he constructed a gun that when shot, would open a portal to another world.

His plan was simple. Wait until his father tracks him down, shoot the gun at the wall behind him, push his father in and close the portal.

Hopefully that would be soon.

Hitting the tape again, he peered out of a crack in the wall. He was there. The tape resumed.

"I know you've been trying to cover up my tracks. Fix up my loose ends." The figure outside got closer. Michael thought about reaching for the portal gun, but decided to keep an eye on his father, or whatever this figure was.

"I'm going to come find you."

The shadow figure started to walk, almost as it knew when the tape ended. Looking towards the monitor, it read what he'd feared most.

ERROR 153. PLEASE REBOOT SYSTEM.

Michael mentally cursed at himself for not buying better security. Hoping that his other systems were better, he rushed towards the other end of the room, remember to grab the gun on his way.

Checking the motion detectors, they were up, thank Fazbear. Just as he was about to close the door, he looked in the empty monitor screen. It was too late. He was in the room.

Michael sighed. Hiding his weapon, he turned around to face the monster he once called father. "What do you want?"

He said nothing. The light hit his knife and Michael got scared, more than he was already.

"Answers." Springtrap said, holding the kitchen knife to his face. "To why you're afraid of me." he chuckled walking forward. "I AM your father after all."

Michael rolled his eyes. "You've killed kids and adults most of your life. MY GIRLFRIEND left me because she figured out I was a robot."

Springtrap looked extremely pissed off. "Oh, excuusee me for bringing my son back. How stupid of me, maybe I should of le-"

Michael revealed his gun and that confused his father. "One more step and you'll die. Try me."

He backed up, and so did Springtrap. "I want to know why you think a gun will work on me."

"I learned from the best." Michael chuckled.

His father growled like an animal. "A fire didn't stop me. I know you set that."

He chuckled. "Maybe I did, maybe I didn't." he spun around and shot his father in the chest, sending him back a few steps and causing him to fall over. "But the police won't know that if you're dead, will they? "

Springing up, he tackled his son to the ground. "I still have it in me, y'know?"

Michael fought and punched to try and get the giant animatronic rabbit off him and breathe, but to no avail.

Springtrap, now punching his son, began to mock him. "Huh, not as tough are you now?"

Smirking, Michael somehow got his father off him and aimed the gun at his head. "Leave now."

Instead of backing up, he laughed. "You don't have the balls to kill me kid." smirking, he picked up a small pistol and aimed it at his own son.

Michael smirked. "And YOU never had the balls to be a good father."

And with that, Springtrap shot a bullet, but somehow missed and shot the wall behind him, shattering a monitor and sending glass everywhere.

Michael smirked. He pulled out the portal gun from his back pocket and shot the wall behind his father.

Springtrap began to laugh at his son's bad aim. "Aim properly next time!"

In the midst of him laughing, he looked behind him and just stood there in awe. A portal had formed and Springtrap was in awe.

"You found my blueprints.." he mumbled. "I'm proud of you."

Michael looked dumbfounded. "What?" he asked, as his father searched through draws of random files, some old, some new.

"I figured out that if you built a certain gun..." Springtrap pulled a blueprint out of a folder, throwing the rest aside. "I can travel to alternative universes.."

"And other worlds, dad." Michael added, much to his father's surprise and utter confusion. "I'm a smart kid, y'know?"

The portal evolved from a speck of glowing light to a fully made dimension. Springtrap turned around and saw what looked like weird horse things. Luckily, they didn't see him.

Turning around, he saw his own son holding him at gunpoint." I've been there before. They're expecting you."

"Bullshit!" Springtrap yelled, pointing at his son. "Other worlds don't exist!"

"And Freddy's has dead kids haunting robots from the 80's. They've been killing guards for the past 30 years. That makes more sense than other worlds?" Michael asked, earning a grunt of defeat from his father.

"Point fuckin' taken, kid."

Michael signalled for his father to walk through. He denied, not that he was surprised. "Go, or I'll make you."

"On one condition." Michael was intrigued. His father hardly made deals. "I get to kill you when this is all over."

To Springtrap's surprise, his son agreed. "Death better come soon." Michael shook hands with his father.

True to his word, he began to turn around but lunged at his son, getting shot in the process.

Then, he fell to floor, all he saw was the figure of his own son dragging his feet through the portal. He felt his body change in size and posture.

Then it all went black.