Beauty and the Animatronic

Chapter 1

It wasn't a surprise ending up in another one of these establishments. Only this time it was more creepy, dirtier and less attractive than the last one. But that's what they were going for right? This was suppose to be a horror attraction meant to scare the socks of kiddies who dare be brave enough to walk through.

This time there were no animatronics to watch over, right?

That's what they want to lead you to believe. To be here there was a good reason a calling or sorts. No one else wanted to stay, said there was one of them lingering watching and waiting cursed to roam these empty halls.

"You might want to watch out for that one in particular. He's not friendly…"

Angel was here for a reason. Always had a soft spot for the animatronics no matter how other people accused them of acting. True or not you'd be in a bad mood if everyone wanted to push you away. Angel had a feeling he'd come and by the time she set the tablet down sure enough there was something peeking in the doorway with one ear folded down.

She looked in his direction because glancing away for even a second was an invitation for certain doom. Springtrap was use to this strategy others who were here tried it as well. Sometimes a staring contest would work until 6am.

"Hello." She said to him.

Springtrap didn't budge from his position with that withered grin.

"You want to come in here don't you?" Of course he did but not to chat.

Oddly Angel got up from the office chair taking a few brave steps towards the animatronic hiding behind the door frame. Upon closer inspection he was obviously old left to decay in a back room somewhere.

"No one appreciates you do they?" She asked.

This time Springtrap did move a little probably expecting her motions to be some sort of trick.

"No one does." She reached a hand out. "I appreciate you."

Springtrap narrowed his eyes taking a pace back from the girl. Could have been worse he could have attempted to bite her hand but that wasn't his style.

"I'll take it you have nothing to say." Angel withdrew her hand.

The animatronic moved his mouth slightly emitting a growl of sorts. Springtrap had no reason to complain to anyone in particular feeling nobody would listen to what he had to say. He thought it was wiser to be silent making it easier to sneak up on people.

"Okay then." Angel gave up stepping back inside the lonely office but paused turning around sharply. "No scaring me." She expected Springtrap to follow judging by the rumors about him.

The rest of the night was quiet. The animatronic didn't venture too far in fact by the end of the night he was sitting outside the door. When the clock struck six that announced it was time for Angel to go home and Springtrap to go back into hiding. But he didn't, he was still slumped against the wall outside the door as if he had powered down for the day. As Angel stepped outside her office she stopped startled to see him still there. Springtrap looked much different in the light he was worn, withered and beyond repair. Angel felt sorry for him.

As she began to step away something caught her leg. Angel's heart skipped a beat seeing Springtrap had hold of her leg he was still activated!

"What? What are you doing?" Came the fear in her voice.

Springtrap released her leg looking away the fear he heard said enough. Was there really a point to continuing?

"You want me to stay?" Angel was trying to understand Springtrap's motives but it would take some time due to his silence. "You poor thing." Again she reached out a hand towards the animatronic, he watched cautiously ready to attack but this time Angel was able to scratch Springtrap behind the ear.

That was strange. It seemed to dull down his automatic reaction making him less hostile.

"Do you like that?" It was a careful process having her hand this close to a dangerous animatronic but he appeared content with this. "I've got to go now." Angel gave him a couple more scratches.

As Springtrap watched her leave he thought, 'Maybe this girl is the one who can free me of my curse.'