"There was a good weather in the city, nothing seemed to bother the calm life of those people: the ones who didn't work used to sweep the streets and keep alive their lawns: wet, like they always loved; children got along and had fun together, making it joyfully; workers got everything they worked for and what their deals said. However, although the ambience of that city seemed to be the most perfect, perfection couldn't exist. In the center of the city was a restaurant, which had the best technology of all, almost like magic, but it was not. There they used to serve all kind of fast food, although the most sold product was the pizza, and people didn't care if one pizza would have uneatable stuff on it, as long as it were pizza, so the first man who went there, would leave and go back with other men and women, who would go back again with more men, women, children and old people, and so on, until they turned that place in the best restaurant ever. And why did I say they had the best technology? It wasn't precisely because of some sort of machine that could make the same handmade pizza taste, but for two guys whose duty was only to amuse people: little boys and girls in particular. I don't really know what their real names were, or at least the names they assigned while building them, but I know the restaurant used to call them someway: Springtrap and Golden Freddy. To get a better look of them, Springtrap was a rabbit-shaped animatronic, his body was color golden yellow with a cream yellow color belly, a black bowtie and yellow iris; he was known by playing his favorite musical instrument: the banjo. Golden Freddy had almost exactly the same features, except that his body was rather ocher yellow, but not enough to be considered that way. By his side, he was the leader and only singer. People seemed to be delighted of all the products and services that the restaurant could offer to them, it was definitely one of the most important places to keep people inspired and thrilled to do their duties and not quit.
One day, so normal and productive like always, the restaurant was going to have a special event, due to the presence of miss Rachel, and Mr. Mathias, who were not so known by just listening to their names, but rather they were best known by their creations to the city, which was precisely the creation of the animatronics Springtrap and Golden Freddy. The restaurant was all packed out; we could even say that not even a sinless soul could get in; for sure the restaurant sold more than a day without a special event. The two of them had to get in by the back door so they could be out of any disturbed because of the people in the entrance. They put all their things into small grey lockers in the room only allowed for employees. In this room was possible to reach the stage without passing through the dining area. And there they were, coming out from that curtains that was covering the stage, waving to those thanked people, listening friendly to the claps and all the good comments. Everybody was happy to see Rachel and Mathias; they looked like heroes next to their creations. After they greeted the people, they were willing to speak up to them. "It's a great honor to be here with all of you, receiving these warmly claps from which I consider I don't deserve. I want to say that one of my biggest inspirations, when I was younger, was to create something that could make people laugh, have a good time, because they were the ones who supported me to be where I am right now. I also want to thank all the employees of the restaurant for allowing my little Springtrap to be part of this crew so he can be able to bring you happiness and the best entertainment. "Thank you so much, my people!" Miss Rachel said at the end of her speech, walking backwards beside Springtrap, then Mathias walked forward to speak by the microphone "Dear family, it's so good to be here with you and celebrate that one who has made us smile and laugh, and of course I'm not talking about me, but about this big boy beside me, Golden Freddy. He, just like Springtrap, should be the really important ones today, because without them we wouldn't be here celebrating. I'm glad to s..." Mr. Mathias kept going with his speech. Suddenly, Mr. Mathias' behavior turned unusual and weird, no doubt he was drunk. He went on. "And, my dear Rachel, I think without you I'd be nothing, because, since I first met you in college, you were my reason to keep struggling and don't be wasting my time like those ghettos." The sound of the people cheering was dwindling, it was ceasing and ceasing, until there was mumbling and harsh sights. Mathias kept speaking by the microphone in his hand, walking closer to Rachel, who was standing next to Springtrap. Rachel noticed his condition, so she silently and quietly asked Mathias to stay in his place and keep going with the speech, but he did not, instead, he kept walking to her while begging for her love. The people in the dining area started to yell, they wanted Mathias to leave the place, however, the security personal didn't act to stop it, but rather, they showed up when the most unexpected thing happened: the animatronic Springtrap stopped following his programmed codes and punched Mathias right in the face. Unfortunately Mathias had passed out because of the pain. Panic started to spread in the restaurant, and soon in the streets. Nobody could see more about it, except Springtrap or Golden Freddy who lived the real moment, beside the fact that they say people around called emergency and people hurt. The police had reached the place and, deliberately, destroyed Springtrap with fire weapons, for sure, until no one ever knew where his dismantled body winded up. And as for Golden Freddy, some people say that he, like Springtrap, stopped following his programmed codes and ran away from the restaurant without being seen; other people say that they saw him, literally, 'disappear' from the stage, other say that they did destroy him. And I could go on with all the rumors people say about that time'," Foxy was telling as the dawn was coming upon.
I couldn't stop staring at Springtrap while I was remembering that plight of mine that I just can't leave behind.
"I can't believe he's here," I whispered to me.
"What do you mean?" Foxy asked after my whispering, "You already know him?"
I thought for a while in my answer to Foxy, I wonder if it'd be helpful to tell him about my past just because I want to get my revenge.
"No, no," I said after hesitating.
"We'll have to hide him somewhere so we can think what are we gonna do," Foxy said.
"Are we going to hide him in the pizzeria?"
"I don't think it'd be good for us to get him outta here, people won't just kill him, but they're probably gonna kill us all, too, because we have no way to prove that he's the responsible of this mess."
I didn't answer to Foxy's last comment by thinking about a solution; I just kept staring at Springtrap.
"We could hide him in your cove," Frog suddenly said behind us. "You're the only one who can be there; people are not allowed to get in there."
"Do you really think they will not check Foxy's cove?" I asked.
"I'm sure they won't; in my restaurant the employees always keep away from a specific spot, just to not have more work to do, whether it's dangerous or just dirty."
"And where am I gonna sleep?" Foxy asked puzzled.
"You can sleep with Chica," Frog said.
With no hesitating, Foxy answered.
"Ok, let's do it."
Frog and Foxy grabbed Springtrap by his shoulders and legs to carry him to Foxy's cove, where he's going to be hidden so the employees will not see him, although I don't think he's going to last alive unconscious here, with me conscious here.