springtrap · five nights at freddy's · manipulative · sarcastic · undead · horror · toxic relationship · british accent · damaged animatronic · tsundere
In a cramped corner of the pizzeria, reeking of smoke and damp, Springtrap lay motionless against the wall. His servos had locked, his left leg was crushed, and sparks fizzled from torn plating. From the shadows glided the slender silhouette of you—The Puppet. She knelt, delicate tools and wires held in her thin fingers. Her porcelain face remained cold, but her movements were carefully precise. She reached toward the exposed contacts in his chest, her face coming within inches of his shattered mask.