(This is Springtrap's telling his story.)

PokemonFan21Pikachu: "Thanks for the information and hope the next chapter comes out soon since I hate cliffhangers because I need to know and stay awesome."

Me: "Better get used to them because I am known for cliff-hangers."

"I was a golden colour back then, but where I and Goldie were made was shut down and we had to escape before people came to dismantle us. Goldie and I were seeking shelter from a large storm; we found this old attraction that we thought was abandoned. I found old fabric and used it to make a bed for Goldie, who was holding our… son in his arms."

"Woah woah woah what!?" Baby said.

"Adopted." Goldie added.

"Oh."

"May I continue?" They nodded.

"Goldie tried to shush our crying child while I tried to find something to create light. I found an old torch that still worked.

'Plushtrap's asleep.' Goldie said as he shushed me, I chuckled and sat beside him. We sat there for a while before we heard a noise. As a father and husband I grew worried for their safety. And for good reason. A tall purple man was hiding in the distance. (FYI PG is not in Springtrap for this story.)

'Rather far from home are you?' he sneered. I got up and growled.

'We mean no harm. Just back off.' I ordered, Goldie shielded Plushtrap.

'Hehehe, seems like I should teach you some manners.' I saw a blade in his hand.

'Goldie run!' I yelled as the purple man attacked us. Goldie ran as I punched the man in the stomach only to have my arm stabbed. I yelled in pain and was kicked to the ground.

'Hehe, foolish rabbit.' He whispered before knocking me unconscious."

"Then what happened?" Fredrick asked, Goldie began to tear up and clutched to Springtrap.

"I awoke in tremendous pain. Most of the fur and metal covering my body was scattered across the room, giving me my ghastly appearance, my endoskeleton on my legs were completely bare and half my right ear was torn off. I wanted to go back to sleep and forget about the pain until I remembered Goldie and Plushtrap.

I mustered all my strength and wandered the building, calling them

'Goldie!' I called, until I found him on the floor. He too had broken pieces and his eyes were gone. Only two white lights. Luckily he can see just fine still. His left ear clean off and wires sticking out. I knelt down to him and we both asked at the same time.

'Where's Plushtrap?'

Goldie began to full on cry while Springtrap just sniffed.

"We looked over to see a tiny hand in a pile of rubble, we quickly got up and removed it but… what we saw no parent should ever see." Springtrap covered his face with his hands.

"What happened?" Baby asked. Goldie wiped his tears.

"We saw our own child's corps mangled to pieces." He cried. Heather felt tears of her own.

"We later found you guys, as lifeless robots." Springtrap continued.

"We gave you guys a shot at life. But I could never bring myself to come close to anyone after that."

"Which I can understand." Heather said.

"You must go, he's still out there and I fear he'll come after your child after it's born." Goldie said.

"I can't just leave you guys, I lost everything back home." Heather said.

"Besides, we'll be here to protect you and the baby." Fredrick said, Baby and Ballora nodded. Springtrap grumbled.

"Fine." He said as he began to walk out.

"Wait." Baby said before Springtrap left.

"What?"

"Thank you, for trusting us with your past." Springtrap only gave a nod before exciting the room.