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P.D was too young to ever go to Freddys. Even if he was old enough, he did'nt live near it as a kid. He had moved to Freddy's the moment he turned 18 though, after he found out about it online. He became fixated. Obsessed on what was left unsolved, the story, everything. In his relentless serch, he found a online community about Freddys, and consequently connected with his now-friends Nick and Phillup. Who currently sat in a booth about to eat dinner at Sparkys. It was decorated after the 80's, and waiters in whike uniforms and blue aprons took orders for the dinner rush of people. Blue tile cemented on the lower half of the wall melded into the floor. People ate jucy hamburgers, salted fries, and drank brown sodas at the barstools and booths. Dishes clanged and people talked while 80's music played. A waitress walks by their table.
"Yo, did you see that lady?" Phillup said, leaning his arms on the table. He eyed the waitress that walked by.
"I don't wanna hear it dude." P.D said. A waiter came by and they orderd. P.D just got a hamburger, Nick got a salad, and Phillup got a double patty Chesburger, Fries, and a soda. A moment held its breath before Nick spoke.
"P.D, I found some original training tapes online for the springlock suits."
"Dude! That's legendary!" P.D quietly shouted.
"Hmh." Nick nodded "I'm going record them before giving them to you, so it's going to take a day for shipping and recording."
"That's cool with me."
P.D took a breath before speaking. "I think I found a real one dude. At the OG Freddys."
"Are you breaking in that place again? You're adventuly going to get caught." Nick whisperd. "Anyways, we already cleaned the place out."
"No- Dude, in the saferoom. I got in contact with one of the constructers, I know where it is. Dude, we can break it down, find anything back there. I need this, I dont find a animatronic imma have to have one of you dudes- or Mike, the night gaurd run around in a furry suit. Thats lame!" P.D paused a moment. "Please dude? Last time I swear. This time I mean it."
Nick sighed. "Fine."
"I'm cool with it." Phillup also agreeded, running his hands though his brown straght hair shaved on the side, filled with gel.
The food then came on a platter. First, Nick, who sat agenst the window, farthest from the waiter. Then came P.D, who got his hamburger. Lastly came Phillup, who eagerly awaited his burger, fries, and soda. Compared to Nicks, P.D's burger semed quite pathetic. P.D just got a plain single patty burger without any topings or sauce. Nick got a Jucy, Double patty colored in Green letuce, red tomatio, and varous sauces. This level of fullness backfired when he went to take a bite.
"Aw, man!" Phillup wined. He got some musterd on his expensive, black lether jacket he always wore. P.D chuckeled as Nick passed a napken.
"You can't be joking dude, look at your burger."
"I'm like, broke dude! All my money went to Fazbears Frights, and it's not even open yet! Haunted Houses are expensive!"
"How are you broke from that? You stole ninety-nine percent of the stuff thats there!"
"I had to buy the land, idiot."
"Then get a job dummy!"
"That is my job dude!"
"Forget it, man" Phillup took another bite of his burger. Nick quietly watched this, his brown eyes large, flicking back and fourth with who spoke.
Advently the check came, and the three drove back to their houses. P.D drove a outdated, small, maroon colored truck that smelt like old food with the attempted cover of fabreeze, and looked just how it smelled. The floor had a carpet of trash, the seats had crumbs on them, and the back right seet was inaxesible from the various paraphernalia stacked on it. The back was in just the same state as the right seet, only with random spots empty from when he removed a larger item to move to Fazbear Frights. He walked into his home, shut and locked the door, and imedently fell asleep.
P.D got up the next day at the will of his alarm. The time read 3:40am. He broke in at this hour becuase less people are out and a out, and becuase he had to be at Fazbears Frights by 6:00 AM. Having only one employee on a 6 hour night shift causes him to spend most of his day at Fazbear's Frights. He could hire more employees, but that would take money he can barely scrape together, and he would probably end up there anyways. He got up, and before leaving, he took a look in the mirror. His kakhi skin and dark almond hair was greesy from a lack of showers, and his eyebags were visible from a lack of sleep. He wore a Freddy's shirt one size too large, stained jenes, and a large smile from yesterday. He considerd this suitible, and drove to pick up his friends and go to Freddys. Though the black mold on the walls of Freddys, and shockingly damp atmosphere caused his friend Nick to force him to wear a mask while breaking in... and for him to keep a first aid kit in the truck. Aside from the mold and dampness, it felt empty. P.D had long since cleaned out the rest of the building of anything freddy's had left. Not that there was anything more then prizes and scrap left to begin with. The lack of any realanimatronics frustrated him. The lack of real anything frustrated him. All thats left in the building now was trash from the party's other teens and young adults threw on saturday weekends. And to think people call Fazbears frights 'Mocking' and 'Tastless' P.D's not mocking anyone, of cource not! He's helping people, helping people see everything that happend, feel the history, be there like he wishes he was. He's doing people a favor!
P.D thought of this while he was driving to freddys, with Phillup in shotgun, per request, and Nick in the back. Nick looked apprehensive, Phillup was on an Iphone 5, and P.D was estadic, with a big grin on his face. He brought a crowbar with him, along with a gun in case he gets mugged, or a polece officer tries to arrest him for trespassing. P.D knew all the saferooms got borded up in the 90's. This location was specal. Not just for the Missing Childrens "Incident". It housed the original spring bonnie. Thats not all. William, went missing here. People did'nt look too hard for William, of course, people correctly thinking him a murder. But P.D took on the burden of the misterys for them, and put two and two together. Henry and William were fighting, William went missing here, with spring bonnie, who had already killed someone, and then henry put out the order to close off all saferooms, including ones in locations that were already closed, like this one. Clearly no one wanted to find him, with how obvious it is.
He planed to tear down the saferoom wall and hopefuly find Willaim and SpringBonnie. If he found them, they would be the star of Fazbear Frights.
P.D parked his truck. He practically skipped up to Freddy's.
"Do you really think anythings back there?" Nick asked, tossing out the face masks.
"Of cource dude, something has to be back there!" P.D said, putting on the mask.
"Yo! Do you think Toy Chicas back there?" Phillup asked.
"Dude, even if she was, I would not let you within a 5 foot radus of her." P.D joked.
P.D had'nt told Nick, or by proxy Phillup about his full plan, knowing Nick would freak if P.D told him he wanted to find a corpse. P.D walked through the dirty, moldly, empty hallways up to where the saferoom should be, P.D knocked on the wall.
Hollow.
If this is him... or even just spring bonnie... He might cry. He would get to see a real, authentic Freddy's anmatronic. P.D suppressed laughter and fidgeted with his hands, opening and closing and opening and twisting them...
He and his friends took the crowbar (and apparently Nick brought a sledgehammer) and smashed in the wall. It took a good 30 minutes, but they managed to tear it down.
This is it.
P.D orders Phillup and Nick to clear out the truck. P.D was now alone.
P.D gently opens the door.
It's him
P.D runs over to William and SpringBonnie. He saw Willam inside.
"I-It's you. It's you..." P.D leans closer to his face and wispers, "Hello William..." He crys. "You're the most amazing thing I have ever seen." he just sits there for a moment. He now takes into account the decay. There were many holes in the front. It looked like something scratched SpringBonnie many times. Under it was rust, lots of rust. And... did someone try to tear him apart? There were many missing peaces. William looked like he was still in active decay, witch shouldn't be possible, he was at least back here for a decade, and he was missing chunks of himself too, like he was being torn at. He and SpringBonnie were covered in mold and dried blood.
The room was in decay too. There were two or three arcade machines he could salvage. Smashed, torn apart, scratched at, but he could salvage them. If they aren't functioning, he could still put it in Fazbears Frights, if they were too broken for that, he could find room for them in his house. The walls were scratched too, and he had noticed a hole in the door that couldn't be natral. Green and black mold grew everywhere, the entire room was moist, and there were also dried blood on the walls and floor. It was quite dark too. Phillup and Nick come back. P.D now notices how he was straddling him.
"Yo, don't get freaky without us!" Phillip jokes, standing at the door. Nick runs to pull P.D off of him. "You're going to get tetnitus!" P.D thought the way his pants were now stained from the mold and dirt was worse then the tetnitus he may get. Nick and Phillup did not notice the corpse, it was dark, and P.D had to get really close to him before he noticed. It stunk, sure, but so did the rest of the building. If he could just get him to Fazbear Frights, he could pass it off as a prop. "Nick, dude, can you get a wagon, or something?"
"Sure."
Now P.D and Phillup sat in silence.
"Dude, he's like a... SpringTrap!" Phillup had accadently blurted out the perfect name. He was planing on calling him SpringBonnie, but with William inside and how torn he looks... it would be reasonable to give him a diffrent name. And William was traped in springlocks...
"He's like that SpringBonnie, but Hardcore!"
"I like that dude, I'll use that."
"Lit!" Phillup pumps his hand
After a couple moments, Nick came with the wagon. P.D and Phillup (Nick refused to touch him) loded Springtrap on the wagon and carryed him out to the truck.
Nick complained about the smell, but thankfuly the corpse remained unnoticed. It was about 5:40am, so P.D dropped his friends off at their houses, them wanting to sleep, and P.D went back to Fazbears Frights. It just hit 6 by the time he came, and Mike's car wasn't there. He unloaded Springtrap, and dragged him into the attraction. Fazbears Frights was, while not as moldy or moist, still looked quite run down. The entire place was green. (Springtrap will fit quite well) The dirtiness of the place was mostly P.D's work, though he had not put any effort into cleaning Fazbear's Frights. Spiderwebs were in the corners, and the retro arcade machines P.D could find were in the corners. Some of them had broken glass, or parts of them were dented or broken off. He was going to move the ones in the saferoom later. The walls were decorated with authentic posters and kids drawlings. Some of the kids signatures read, "Tommy, 8" on a drawling of freddy, "Susie, 7" with a picture of a dog, There was no name, but the age read 4, it was scribbles on a coloring sheet.
When P.D dropped Springtrap off, he paused to look at him. Springtrap was sitting in a slumped position agenst one of the walls. P.D smiled.
"You're gonna b-"
He moved.
"HE WORKS, OH!" He laughed, jumping up and down, flaping his hands. "THIS- DUDE..." P.D realized could not be any possible way of Springtrap having power... "You're Willaim, are you? You're still here?" P.D's voice was shaky with excitement. His eyes lit up. Springtraps face begain tilting up. "Dude, this is lit! We finaly have a real one!" He took a breath. "I'm gonna have to start marketing and- Oh, I can- This is the best day of my life!" Springtrap's eyes were now following P.D as he paced the room. "l could- oh, and... Oh..." P.D looked over at Springtrap. "You're here William, you out of anyone..." He sat by Springtrap. "What do you think? Being the star of this place?" He was quiet. P.D straddeled him, now close to his face. "Sounds amazing, doesn't it?" P.D put his hands on Springtraps shoulders. Springtrap growled. P.D noticed how petrified Springtrap looked. This wasn't like William... "Why...?"
Oh, 15 years in the saferoom... alone... If he was aware, that might have some effect on him. "Ok, so you're a little disoriented, but thats ok! You can still be the star of the show. You'll come around." P.D got up to finalize the place, and record a call for the night guard, Mike. The place was opening in a week, so he had to make sure everything works. He chose to make the call first. He set up the phone, and began the call. He couldent wait to tell Mike about his find.