A Not So Fluffy Bun Springtrap x reader

Chapter Two; Golden Bunny On The Loose

As I spin around in my chair, bored out of my mind, I hear a buzzing sound from the recorder.

"Hey man, okay, I have some awesome news for you! First of all, we found some vintage audio training cassettes. Dude, these are like prehistoric! I think they were, like, training tapes for, like, other employees or something like that. So I thought we could, like, have them playing, like, over the speakers as people walk through the attraction. Dude, that'd make this feel, legit man. But I have an even better surprise for you, and you're not gonna believe this! We found one. A real one.

Uh-uh-uh, gotta go man. uh, we-well look, it-it's in there somewhere, I'm-I'm sure you'll see it. Okay, I'll leave you with some of this great audio that I found. Talk to you later man!"

There was a short pause until another voice came up from the tape. Curious, I leaned forward, only to have a loud blast burst from the speaker, almost causing me to fall out of my seat.

"Uh, hello? Hello hello? Uh welcome to your new career as a performer slash entertainer for Freddy Fazbear's Pizza. Uh, these tapes will provide you with much needed information on how to handle, slash climb into, slash climb out of, mascot costumes. Right now we have two specially designed suits that double as both animatronic and suit. So please pay close attention while learning how to operate these suits, as accidents, slash injury, slash death, slash irreparable and grotesque maiming, can occur.

First, we will discuss how to operate the mascots when they are in animatronic form. For ease of operation the animatronics, are set to turn and walk towards sound cues. This is an easy and hands-free approach, to making sure the animatronics stay where the children are, for maximum entertainment slash crowd-pleasing value. To change the animatronics to suit mode, insert and turn firmly the hand crank provided by the manufacturer.

Turning the crank will recoil and compress the animatronic parts around the sides of the suit, providing room to climb inside. Please make sure the springlocks are fastened tight, to ensure the animatronic devices remain fixed. We will cover this in more detail in tomorrow's session.

Remember to smile. You are the face of Freddy Fazbear's Pizza."

'Now what did the stoner say about an animatronic?'

I glance around, feeling a bit on edge after the guy explained the springtrap suit. Wouldn't it freak anyone out if they were supposed to get in that thing? It has all the nope labels written all over it!

Letting out a bored induced groan, I flipped through the camaras, checking each room for the pure fun of it. The other screen that had all the ventilation errors kept glitching out, making my job a lot harder than it has to be!

Suddenly, as I scanned through the surveillance cameras, I spotted a strange figure down the poorly lighted hallway. I squinted and tried rubbing my eyes, wondering if I was seeing things.

It was still there.

I felt a bit anxious, my heart rate thumbing a little faster as I continued to stare at the dark shadow.

What was that thing?

Then, a flicker of static covered the screen and my entire body froze in fear. Once the static subsided, all that was left was the same hallway as before, but without the dark figure.

I felt my heart drop.

'What the fuck is happening?'

I flip through each cam in a panic. I check the time to see it's 5:55. 'Five more minutes?! I can't do this!!!'

I keep looking through the cams to no avail. Out of nowhere, the lights flash and an alarm blares. I panic and grab my maintenance panel and see the ventilation has gone haywire! I tap the ventilation and fix it. I check the time again. '5:58?! Only three minutes have passed???' I look up from my watch to see a decaying bunny animatronic. I scream loudly enough for its ears to twitch. It moved from the window to the doorway.

I sat in my chair, horrified. It stomped closer to me, his stench reeking like a rotting corpse. Its metal exposed hand paw thing reached out to grab me right as my watch striked 6. I grabbed my bag and dashed out the door, not looking back.