Fazbear Frights burns down with a robotic suit with a rotting corpse inside, formally known as Springtrap.
The year is 2020. Although the children were at peace, Charlotte wasn’t. She was the girl who haunted the puppet, Henry’s daughter. She sends Springtrap to Equestria to prove himself worthy of heaven. To add to the stress, he’s now a robotic pony with a rotting murderer’s corpse inside.
Chapter 1 - Bad Memories Put To Rest. (FIXED GRAMMATICAL ERRORS.)
Fire spread everywhere in Fazbear’s Fright. Children’s drawings falling to the ground and turning into an ashy pile, animatronic parts letting the fire consume them, arcade cabinets toppling over, smashing, and turning into charred wood. Thuds could be heard from inside as a giant robotic bunny, also known as Springtrap was trying to get his way out of the ignited building. The exit door lay ahead of him, a flamed demise lingering halfway through the building. He attempted to open the giant, metal door. No dice. He couldn’t believe his fate. He refused to go down without a fight, even trying to use the vent to the side of him, even trying to use foot to kick it down. No dice, again.
“Well, shit.” said Springtrap, putting his animatronic hands on his mask. “This is it, I die tonight.” Thuds could be heard further in the building. This place wasn’t really fire proof, was it? Well, this was Fazbear’s Entertainment we are talking about. They don’t really give a shit about anything, probably why William got away with so many murders in the first place.
The once human sat, slumped down against the wall, spotting the fire down the hall. He had figured it had consumed about 90% of the building by now. It would take a miracle for him to live. He didn’t deserve to be saved. He didn’t deserve remorse. Hell was waiting for him. A loud slam snapped Springtrap out of his daze. The puppet mask had fell off the wall. Hey, I guess Elizabeth didn’t like to stay dead. Well, it was too late to reminisce about old times now, The mask had fell into the hallway somehow and got burned in the process. The fire looked to of slowed down, or even stopped. Springtrap groaned and slammed his fist into the ground, causing the presents next to him to shake and topple over. Come to think of it, he wasn’t as bad of a father as people made him out to be.
Yeah, he killed his oldest son because he killed his youngest, and his middle child, Elizabeth had suffered a painful death at the hands of his machines, but that doesn’t make him a horrible father, does it? He tried to put his son back together, he warned his son not to go near Fred bears, he made sound illusion disks to make him hallucinate and see more nightmarish designs of the animatronics. He tried to more his son more scared so he wouldn’t go to that damn place. It worked, but it didn’t work good enough. What could he do? He fucking worked at Fred bears, for crying out loud! He tried to do the same with Elizabeth, but she got taken and then died. William was fueled with rage, and took it out on the oldest, blaming him for his brother’s death. Then he took a knife and... well, you know what he did. He burned the damn body. Kind of ironic if you think about it. Then he realised.. He liked the adrenaline rush of him taking away the lives of the innocent.
He killed Charlotte because Henry had become so devoted to his work building the original crew, he abandoned his wife. His family. He was a husk of what he once was. He went on to kill before receiving an end by Charlotte. How times change. Now he is stuck in a burning building, as an animatronic zombie. The fire started to gain speed and he just sighed, ripping a Freddy poster off the wall behind him. He ran his hand over it, and then ripped it out of aggression.
“Gabriel always caused me trouble, killing more security guards than I killed more kids.” Springtrap said, watching the poster of the former mascot burn and turn into a pile of flamed ash. The rabbit sat against the wall but when he did, a blinding light came from the exit door. He got up, looked at the fire and walked through. “No fire ever killed me, no fires’ ever gonna kill me!” He walked through and instead of the night’s sky, it was a cold surface.
“Is this dirt?” Springtrap asked himself, looking around and getting up. He was greeted by the dirt again when he toppled over. He looked at his hands, to be greeted by hooves. “Great, I’m a fucking Barbie. My life really has hit rock bottom.” He got up slowly and walked towards a river, looking at his reflection he realised he was a horse. Muzzle, four hooves, mane and tail. All of it. “Great, so not only am I a horse.. I’m a fucking robotic pony with a rotting murderer’s corpse inside.” Wow, I’d never imagine the day I would say that.”
He was about to turn around to go deeper into the forest when he was cut off by growling. Thinking it was a wolf, he turned around. He could defeat a wolf, maybe eat the corpse. But when he turned around, he was greeted with a wolf alright. A wolf made of wood and leaves. Springtrap was shocked by this creature and even though he was scared, he didn’t show it on his face. Springtrap growled back and when the wooden wolf tried to hit him with his paw, he pounced on the creature, grabbing the top of its head and ripping it apart. Springtrap jumped off the animal before it fell to the floor, tree sap spilled from the body and only the jaw was left atop the head.
3 fillies were in bushes, watching the pony kill the Timberwolf. Their mouths were being held shut by one another. They were shaking and hid behind the bush. Silently, they left the scene one by one, dodging snapping any branches. When they were out of sight they all shared a sigh of relief.
“What was that?” Scootaloo of them cried, pacing back and forth. “It was definitely a pony, but it acted like an aggressive dog!” Sweetie Bell exclaimed, looking towards her other friends who all nodded in agreement.
The bush behind them shook aggressively as the three fillies huddled together, when out popped a brown and white dog. The dog barked before one of the fillies covered its mouth for a few seconds, before a pony came out of the bushes, sighing in relief.
“Applebloom, how could you and your friends go this deep into the Everfree forest? I know yer’ trying to get your cute marks n’ all but conciser your safety!” The orange mare said, scolding the 3 others.
They all lowered her head in shame. “I know sis, but we’re hidin’ for a reason.” She exclaimed, putting emphasis on the last part. Fear was in her tone, and Applejack
AppleJack raised her eyebrow. “And what, if I may ask, is that reason?” She said flatly, still keeping her eyes on Applebloom. She was her big sister after all, and it was her job to protect her from any invasion from anything, pony or other.
She pointed to the body of the Timberwolf, which was still bleeding tree sap from the head. Applejack gasped and signalled her friends over to observe the body.
Her little sister yelled back. “Be careful’ sis! The thing that did that looked like a pony but it acted like a feral animal!” Everypony stopped dead in their tracks. Twilight turned around and stayed with the scarred fillies. Meanwhile, the rest observed the damage.
“Holy shit..” muttered Rainbow Dash. “I know how strong ponies can be against Timberwolves, but this is just.. Ridiculous!” Her eyes widened when they walked towards the front of the body.
Rarity couldn’t move past the fact that the thing had killed a Timberwolf within seconds. “Well, I think this thing is still nearby.. I can’t shake this feeling that we’re being watched.”
And being watched they were, by Springtrap. He had shortly realised after he had defeated the Timberwolf that his body’s strength had significantly increased. He somehow jumped onto a tree branch and it supported his weight.
“Alright, newbies. Listen up!” A royal guard announced to the hundreds of guards before him. “There’s a monster out there and 3 foals had an encounter with him a few hours ago. It is out job to detain it, dead or alive!” The guard pointed to the forest. Now, I will have most of my guards inside the forest, but the rest of you are to patrol the forest perimeter to make sure it doesn’t escape.” Now, you 6 will guard the perimeter. Any creature goes in or out of the Everfree, you have full permission for Princess Celestia to detain it, or kill it. Detaining it will make our job easier, but if it shows sign of aggression, you have full authority to knock it out, or kill it.”
All the guards nodded, giving a salute. “You 6, guard the perimeter!” He yelled, pointing at the stallions who nodded and split up. “The rest of you will split into groups of 5. That is 4 groups of 5. I will go by myself. And remember, there is a zebra who lives here who I was informed by Princess Twilight. Her name is Zecora. She lives in a hut and she is not our priority. Under no circumstances are you to disrupt her or her home.” All guards nodded. “Now, split into groups of 5 and get out there!” Thunderous hoofsteps were shortly followed after.
Springtrap awoke to what sounded like thunderous knocking on the door. “FUCK OFF. I DON'T WANT ANY GIRL SCOUT COOKIES!” He yelled, before getting up from the cloth he had been previously sleeping on. Every hoofstep he took made a slam on the wood. He stopped at the door and sighed. “What the hell do you want?” He asked, not expecting a reply to come back.
“My name is Steel Wing and I work for the Equestrian Royal Guards. I'm just here to ask a few questions so if you just let me in, that'd be splendid.” He said, receiving a laugh from Springtrap.
“What makes you think I'm gonna open the door for some guard?” He said, pacing around the door. “I'll talk to you with a closed door or not at all.”
Steel just sighed. “Fine. First question is easy. What's your name?”
Springtrap stood in silence for a few seconds. “Well, I have 2 actually.” I'd think you'd want to hear my preferred name. It's Springtrap. ”And I'll be called nothing else unless you want your throat to be slit. He gave out the threat and luckily, the Guard got the message.
“Question two. Do you know anything about this image, Springtrap? ”He slid a piece of paper under the door, which he then picked up.
“Well, yeah. Whoever drew this is a shit artist!” He yelled, laughing is ass off and eventually fell to the floor.
Steel Wing just face hoofed and sighed. “No, do you know anything about the creature drawn on the paper. It was spotted earlier today and we're trying to detain it.”
“Shit.” Springtrap muttered. He bucked down the door, crusing the stallion under it in the process. He observed his surroundings for anything he could use to hide. But it was too late. The guard he had knocked down shot a signal flare and all he could hear was hoofsteps and multiple voices yelling: “It's over here!” and more voices that he couldn't make out.
Soon enough, he had 10 or 11 guards surrounding him by all angles. He didn't seem phased.
They all had their spears pointing towards the thing. Orders were being called until spmepony yelled and stepped forward.
He cleared his throat, getting closer with each passing second. “What's your name, creature and did you kill that timberwolf yesterday?” the stallion asked, staying in place.
Springtrap just laughed. Charlotte appeared next to him out of thin air. “Before you try this little guess and answer game, I want your name, where THE HELL AM I? I AM MEANT TO BE ROTTING IN THE DEEPEST PIT OF FIRE FOR MY SINS AGAINST HUMANITY! What do you wanna know from me, damn it?” Springtrap yelled, getting closer to the guards and snatching one of their weapons and snapping it in half just like a twig.
“I wanna know your name, age and where you come from. Also, how old you are.” The stallion said, getting closer.
Springtrap sighed. “My name is Springtrap. Try to make the name cuter and I'll do to you what I did to that damn spear. My age is 32. But I've been in this damn suit for 30, long and painful years.”
“Okay...” the stallion said, finishing what he was writing on the notepad. “Place of birth, and where you live now.”
“42 Winchester Road. The place I was born. God, what a mistake that was. Anyways, the place I live... Well lived was Fazbears Fright.”
“Why do you put it like that?” Steel Wing asked, gesturing to carry on.
Springtrap grunted. “I woke up one day.... Well it wasn't waking up like a normal, alive thing. More like activation, like a robot would do.” he grunted again, it sounded almost like a sigh of regret. “Faulty wiring burned the place down. Those idiots don't know what they're messing with, what REALLY caused the fire. It was ME. I caused the damn fire. That routine every. Damn. Night, for years. I could feel every inch of my skin piercing to this fucking suit. It was agony."
Everyone was silent. Awkward silence filled the surrounding air.
“Well.” Springtrap said, after a long minute of awkward silence. “I take it that you are done with me so I will take my leave and go. So... Adios fellas.”
“You killed that Timberwolf didn't you? Ripped it's top head clean off, like the animal you are!” the voice said, concern in its voice. When Springtrap turned a small, purple pony greeted him.
He let out a small chuckle. “Yeah, I did. I didn't ask for your opinion, Princess. And I don't want it anyways. I'm leaving. Back in my day I would've killed you faster than you can blink.”
Something behind him cleared their throat and before he could turn around, he was punched. When he turned around, 5 ponies stood there.
“Life tip; don't punch solid metal!” He yelled, getting half the guards to run away.
“What are you, some kind of robotic rabbit?” The pink one yelled, jumping in the air.
Springtrap chuckled. “Right on the money, girl.” he started to back up slowly. “If you wanna talk to me like that, at least buy me a drink first.” He felt a sharp pain in his head before collapsing to the floor.
Springtrap found himself laying down, as if he had been sleeping. But he wasn't. Pain throbbed through his body, especially his chest and back legs. The door opened and a blue pegasus came speeding through, leaving a swift Rainbow trail behind her.
"Listen here buddy, we're not afraid to hurt you if you hurt us, so don't try anything!" Another mare came through. It was the Alicorn from earlier that confronted him. He growled as she entered and gave the pegasus a few words. Then, she turned towards him.
" So.. Springtrap is it?" she asked. The mare kept her distance, cautiously keeping an eye on him, ready to attack if he made any sudden movements.
He nodded his head, ears flopping as gravity affected them and the air caused them to bounce up and down. "Yeah. Why does my head hurt so much, by the way?"
She refused to even acknowledge the question. "My name is Twilight Sparkle. I'm sorry about the rude introduction." To his surprise, she took out a hoof and pointed it towards him.
He started at it for a good 5 seconds before shaking it. "Pleasure to meet you, Princess Twilight." For once in his life he felt.. something other than sadness and bitter anger towards the people around him. He felt...
Happy.
"Please, don't call me 'Princess', Springtrap! We're friends, plus I-"
Twilight didn't even get a chance to finish before Springtrap was up and embracing her in a hug. They broke apart and he smiled bigger. "You don't know much that word just meant to me."
Twilight smiled. "My pleasure! I wouldn't be the Princess Of Friendship if I wasn't making friends, now would I?"
They both shared a laugh. "Now, back to business. If you don't mind, we'd like to invade your mind tonight and try and find out where you came from."
"Only if I can come with you and it's just me and you plus one other friend, if you don't feel safe around me."
Twilight laughed. "I'll bring me, you and Luna. She's gonna be helping us do this whole thing. If something takes control of your body, the first thing we'll do is leave the mind and try again at a later date."
"What do we do now?"
Twilight shrugged. "So you eat?"
Springtrap shook his head. "Ever since I became this thing over 30 years ago, I've not ate. It was a bit painful at first, but now I feel okay with not eating, I guess."
"Wow...well we have a balcony that you can go outside and watch the sun set if you want."
Springtrap looked happy. "I haven't watched the sun set in almost 3 decades, that's a yes from me."
As he made his way to the balcony, the feeling of happiness brushed over him. He had friends, well, a friend. He didn't even have once of those growing up, which is probably the reason he's like this now. Rotting in a suit, in another world.
He came across the doors, opening them with his hoof and sitting down in a chair. It felt refreshing. The sun began to set and a single tear fell from the corner of his left eye, which he wiped away quickly with a hoof.
"Not today, Afton. You never cried a day in your life. Just because your a dead, rotting, murderers corpse in another world, doesn't give you the excuse to cry."
He sat out there so long, the moon rose.
Twilight knocked on the door and pushed it open with a hoof.
"Springtrap?" a voice called out. Springtrap looked behind him and it was an Alicorn, yes. But it wasn't Twilight.
"Oh, hello Luna."
She gave an awkward smile and sighed, standing next to him. "I know what you've done, and I know you're sorry about it."
Instead of lashing out, he sighed. "I am sorry about it. Its just that..."
"The children's souls don't get it?" Luna answered for him.
He nodded. "Who could blame them? If someone killed me when I was younger, I wouldn't listen to them either."
Luna smiled. "They're in your head, you know. They want to be free, but you need to get them to listen to you first."
He sighed once more, looking up at the moon. "I've done nothing but that for as long as I can remember! They won't listen to me!"
Luna rolled her eyes. "But they'll listen to me with you. We'll do this together and see if that works."
Springtrap smiled before getting up. "I'd like that."
2 hours later, everything was ready. Springtrap requested chains and the others to watch over them to make sure he doesn't try to escape or go crazy.
Twilight looked at the robot, and then Luna. "Right," she started. "If Luna is ready, we'll cast the spell and get this over with."
She nodded. "Let's start, I see we're all ready. Any last words?"
Springtrap let out a cough. "There's going to be a lot of blood and death, so be careful."
Twilight chuckled. "I'm sure it's not that bad!"
With that, Luna casted the spell, putting the 3 to sleep.
They were all in a void. Memories were around in random places, but the one closest to him was one he never wanted to experience again.
The Birthday Party.
He knew what they had to do and with great hesitance, they all made their way into the memory.
The Diner was small, it was basically one big, extended room with private party rooms and employee areas to the sides. However, the main attraction was the animatronics.
"Who's that yellow bear?" Twilight asked.
"That's Fredbear, the main star and the other one is Springtr- bonnie. He played the guitar." he caught himself at the right time, thank god.
The memory haunted him the most in particular. It started.
"Hey loser!" one kid yelled.
Twilight turned to Springtrap who was having second thoughts about this. "Do you wanna go back?"
He shook his head. "The kids are nearby, I can feel their presence. If they watch what happened, they might listen to me."
Twilight nodded, placing a hoof around him, smiling. "Who's that kid in the fox mask?"
Springtrap sighed. "Terrance, my oldest. The one who is crying is my youngest, Chris. The girl in the pink dress is Charlotte."
Twilight and Luna both looked suprised. "You have kids?"
Springtrap sighed. "Not for long, I did love them."
They all went silent and watched the scene unfold.
"G-go away, Terrance!" The younger one yelled out, trying to stand up for himself. "You know that Foxy mask freaks me out!"
Springtrap zoned out, watching the scene unfold. He knew what was going to happen.
