Springtrap X Reader

Honestly, I didn't expect anyone to read this, I'm guessing that most of you are here after the movie, right? Anyways, I haven't touched this story since the last chapter so hopefully, the continuity isn't too fucked up, that said, I hope you all enjoy it.

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(Y/N)'s words echoed through Springtrap's mind as he mulled alone in the empty building. "So what now? I mean- what happens now?" It was ultimately a loaded question. Springtraps feelings were as complex as they get, as a former mass child murderer and now his inhuman appearance and physicality.

Any relationship was outright impossible. Springtrap knew they would have to continue as is, or he'd kill (Y/N).

Either of which didn't sound too bad, but deep down, he would prefer to at least play around for a little longer.

Springtrap shook that idea from his mind as a new idea came to him as he stared at the door of the establishment.

He smirked with delight. Perhaps it was time to see the light of day for the first time in only God knows how long.

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After last night's shift, your mind was a mess. Never in a million years could you have ever imagined what took place. How would you explain any of it to anyone? Regardless, it wasn't all bad. You both seemed to enjoy each other, even if Springtrap origins were highly questionable.

After all, you had some sort of power over him. Or so you thought.

He might be some sort of predator, but you figured biding time with food and dick was working, but only time could tell. Maybe it was best to quit and not look back for your safety, but you need money badly.

Besides, it's not like he's shown signs of being dangerous.

A sigh escaped from your lungs, along with an insomniac-level tiredness. It was time for bed.

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The brakes of your car shrieked as it came to a stop in Denny's parking lot. You thank God for their late hours and decent prices before heading in to pick up your order and go to work.

"HI, I called earlier for (Y/N)?" A yawn nearly escaped your throat.

"To pick up, right?"

"Yeah."

"That'll be $22.99."

Fuck, now was not the time to be spending the money you didn't have, but you could justify it because you thought Springtrap would enjoy a proper meal, and it might help you bide some time, think of it as an investment.

"Thanks," you said with a mournful smile as your bank account screamed in agony.

And before long, you were back on the road heading to Freddy's for what ominously felt like the last time.

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"Welcome back." A voice sounded through the dark halls of the establishment you regrettably worked at.

"Thank you; I brought breakfast." You said while raising the Dennys bag in the air, the crumpling noise eliciting a twitch of his left ear.

"Wow, I can't remember the last time I had Dennys." Springtrap salivated with a smirk. He felt genuinely grateful for the first time, "Thank you."

"C'mon, let's eat in my office; I still have a job."

"That you do," Afton smirked with an unsettling grin. Perhaps it was due to his appearance or maybe his ulterior motives. Regardless, you have to wait and see before making any dangerous assumptions.