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Five Nights at Freddy's: Obsolete, Night 17: The Storyteller

''Five nights left to find you, one last thing to tend to. You'll fear what I can do, but you'll never run. Ghosts warn of my actions, but I'm the main attraction. You'll bring my satisfaction, our little horror story's just begun.''

– Our Little Horror Story by Aviators (Five Nights at Freddy's 3)

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Sam sighed tiredly, remaining silent as she was doing some research of the Freddy Fazbear's Mega Pizzaplex while sitting on her bed, as well as reading the most recent e-mail she had gotten from Anthelm, her boss. It was an e-mail she had already been expecting, but it still left her with a pit in her stomach, a sense of dread, and a surge of excitement.

''Honestly, I don't know whether I should be excited or freaking out,'' Sam had told Springtrap, who was sitting at the end of the bed. ''I know it says that I'll be going to the Pizzaplex on Friday afternoon for my training, as well as spending the weekend there for further training, and Anthelm had told me that I would be trained to maintain the Glamrock Animatronics properly, but it all feels so sudden.''

''Granted, this was something we both knew that would happen, but I doubt you would be able to prepare yourself for what might await you at the Pizzaplex, especially in comparison to Ricky's Wonder Shack, the Machinations Factory or even the local Freddy Fazbear's Pizzeria location,'' Springtrap pointed out. ''We both explored Freddy's before it had even opened and read all the documents in relation to the animatronics before you got your job, and you were already familiar with Ricky's. As for the Machinations Factory, while it was unknown territory, we did explore it while it was abandoned, and even though Connor was working there, we were somewhat aware of the possible danger.''

''Right… Meanwhile, we really have no clue what might await us at the Pizzaplex. This isn't the same thing as being at a location with haunted animatronics guarded by a night guard. This is going to be a huge location with many attractions, and I sincerely doubt they would give me access to any documents in regards to the information I would actually need if I want to find Glitchtrap, like the network system. I'm also certain that there will be several areas I won't have access to. The most I can expect is access to a maintenance room where I can fix the animatronics,'' Sam agreed.

''This would leave me with the task of exploring areas you cannot access,'' Springtrap said. ''While they might not allow me to go to any of the employee-only areas, I'm certain that I still might be able to find something of importance.''

''Right… I wonder what the new animatronics' reactions will be to your presence. After all, if the Showtime Animatronics were prototypes for the Glamrock Animatronics, then they should have a highly advanced AI, being able to feel all kinds of emotions and respond in a human-like manner in situations,'' Sam mused.

''They'll probably wonder what a Showtime Animatronic is doing in their location, since that's my cover story,'' Springtrap responded in a snarky tone. ''They might get jealous or try to kick me out.''

Sam snorted. ''I'm certain that you'll work your way around it.''

''I wonder if we're going to meet Vanessa at the Pizzaplex,'' Springtrap suddenly said, his comment surprising Sam. ''If we're correct in our assumption of her working with Glitchtrap, then we can be certain that she would also be at the Pizzaplex.''

''I suppose you're right… I'm not looking forward to it. I mean, we just talked over e-mail so she could send me her version of Help Wanted, so I have no idea what she's like. Sure, I could ask Dad about her, but I somehow doubt that the Vanessa he knows and the Vanessa working with Glitchtrap would act the same,'' Sam replied. ''We don't know how much influence Glitchtrap has over her. I mean, from what Tape Girl had told us, Jeremy hurt himself quite seriously, so one can only imagine what he had done to Vanessa.'' She then turned her laptop around for Springtrap to see. ''Check this out. There will be multiple Pizzaplex locations all over the country.''

''Frankly, I'm not surprised that Fazbear Entertainment decided to expand, but isn't this being too overconfident? They don't even know how one location is going to work out, let alone multiple,'' Springtrap replied. ''Admittedly, I doubt people outside of Utah… or even outside of Hurricane, woud know much about the Missing Children Incident unless they had played those Five Nights at Freddy's games or the Help Wanted game.''

''You're right. I suppose Fazbear Entertainment decided to spare no expense for this. However, the multiple locations do make me wonder… At which location is Glitchtrap going to be? Just this one in Hurricane? Or maybe he won't be in Hurricane? Maybe he's at a different location?'' Sam pointed out.

''I doubt it. Sending you out of all people the virus-infected Help Wanted game was deliberate. He will be there,'' Springtrap told her, only to fall silent for a moment. ''Although, I'm not sure what exactly is his nature as a virus, because he might as well infect other locations without us knowing.''

''True… but if we do manage to talk to him, we'll at least get an idea of what he's up to, as well as figure out how to deal with him,'' Sam replied, taking a deep breath as she leaned back. ''If there is one thing you are right about, it's that this won't be same as the situation with Connor. He was just one man with a few animatronics he himself built, and even those did not want to work with him. This is Fazbear Entertainment, and we know what they're capable of. I suppose we're lucky to just have to deal with Glitchtrap, because it would've been a whole another deal to try and shut down Fazber Entertainment as a whole.''

''I'm sure that they will eventually dig their own grave,'' Springtrap told her.

''Yeah… Speaking of digging one's own grave…'' Sam gave Springtrap an uncertain look, closing her laptop and placing it on the table, then taking something out from the drawer and tossing it towards Springtrap. The bunny animatronic caught it, curious about what it was, only to realize that it was a heart-shaped locket. The top of the locket was engraved to look like as if angelic wings were forming the heart, with a purple gem encrusted in the middle. He quickly recognized it.

''Hey, isn't that the locket you got from your birthday?'' he asked. Sam nodded.

''Yeah, and you can put photos inside it. Open it,'' she told him.

Curious, Springtrap followed her suggestion and opened the locket, being quite surprised about the contents. The left side of the locket held a photo of Sam's parents, Emma and Aaron, and they looked much younger, hugging each other and smiling happily at the camera. The right side contained a photo of Springtrap, with a memory of Sam asking him to take a photo of him flashing in his mind. He glanced at Sam, who just crossed her arms and lowered her eye-lids.

''Yeah, I kept a photo of you with me,'' Sam told him in a deadpan tone, her face turning a faint shade of pinkish-red, clearly still being embarrassed.

''Honestly, I'm honoured that you consider me important enough to place a photo of me inside the locket,'' Springtrap told her, smirking in response. Sam shot him a glare, with Springtrap noting the uncanny resemblance to Emma, but she then sighed.

''Yeah, you were important to me, until you abandoned me. That's when I chucked the locket into the drawer and tried to forget about it,'' she told him.

''Why did you do that? I mean, throwing away the locket. Why didn't you take out my photo and threw it in the trash?'' Springtrap asked. Sam puffed up her cheeks, clearly not wanting to answer, but she then relented.

''I guess I just didn't want to believe it,'' she admitted, feeling her throat tightening. ''I just didn't want to throw it away.''

''I see… Need a hug?'' Springtrap asked, surprising Sam. She stared at him for a moment, then nodded. She then shifted closer to the animatronic, burying her head into his chest, and Springtrap could feel her shaking.

''I really have abandonment issues…'' Sam grumbled, loud enough for Springtrap to hear.

''I'm not surprised. Even if you're fine with your parents' divorce, you had been ditched by your supposed friends some time before we met. You were still clearly hurt by what had happened and you just wanted someone you could confide to, and somehow, I became that person,'' Springtrap said in a gentle tone, calming Sam down.

''Yeah…'' Sam sighed. ''Honestly, I still feel like I should be mad at you, but I can't.''

''That's understandable, especially after what happened these past couple of days,'' Springtrap replied, with Sam looking up at him and shooting him a glare. He just gave her a sheepish look. ''Sorry.''

''No,'' Sam replied, leaning back and sitting up. ''It's not like this is the first time we've had this conversation. Remember when Elizabeth attempted to adopt me as her sister?''

Springtrap snorted, remembering the conversation he had with his children. Michael certainly wasn't happy about Sam getting too close to the Afton family, while Elizabeth pretty much considered Sam her sister and was happy to communicate that. As for Sammy, he sided more with Elizabeth than Michael. ''I do. It was an awkward conversation for everyone.''

''Right…'' Sam muttered.

''If you really feel that uncomfortable, we don't have to talk about it,'' Springtrap quickly told her. Sam shook her head, much to his surprise.

''At this point, I don't think it would matter, since we both were already confronted with the truth,'' Sam replied. Springtrap's ears drooped and he gave her a curious look.

''Are you really fine with this?'' he asked.

''After thinking through everything, I had realized that, yeah, I'm fine with this,'' Sam responded. ''I still see you as a father figure, but don't expect me to refer to you as such.''

''Don't worry, I'm fine with that. I'm just glad that you're not angry at me anymore,'' Springtrap told her.

''Right, and let's hope that it stays that way,'' Sam responded in a deadpan tone. Springtrap just gave her a sheepish look.

xXx

''A Storyteller Animatronic, huh?'' Kylie Anthelm was sitting at her desk, observing both Sam and Springtrap.

Having met the two several months ago while they were snooping around the building and decided to give Sam a job based on her not only being able to fix the animatronics, but also the fact that the Showtime Animatronics never showed any aggression towards her, especially in comparison to the previous technicians. Nevertheless, as long as she did her job, Anthelm had no complaints.

As for Springtrap, Anthelm had to admit, she was taken aback by the fact that Sam supposedly found him and spent her time learning about animatronics, based on her love for the Freddy's Franchise, but she agreed to let him roam around Freddy's, since he fit the aesthetic and was based on an existing animatronic. She figured that, as long as he wasn't an animatronic from a competitor, things would be fine. Of course, things didn't turn out to be quite fine as Sam regretfully informed her how Springtrap was broken, providing no information beyond that.

Anthelm could tell that Sam was quite upset, figuring it was because the animatronic had broken and the added stress of her starting high school again. She didn't want to bother her with unnecessary questions, and she was pleasantly surprised to see the bunny animatronic once again roaming around Freddy's, with Sam somehow managing to fix him and make him fit even more the Showtime Animatronics aesthetic.

As for the current situation, she was met with a question in regards to Springtrap working as a Storyteller Animatronic while he was here. While Anthelm did allow him to stay at Freddy's while Sam was at school, that was it, and the two offered the idea of Springtrap unofficially joining the Showtimes, with Sam picking him up after school.

''Admittedly, we already have a Storyteller Animatronic in Foxy…'' Anthelm said, trailing off as Sam interrupted.

''Right, but Foxy's stories are mainly about pirates and adventures. Springtrap and I had figured that that he could do a different genre,'' she explained.

''Which one?'' Anthelm asked.

''Horror,'' Springtrap answered, with Anthelm rising an eyebrow in surprise. Springtrap just kept a confident look. ''Sam had informed me about a video game called Help Wanted, that addresses the past locations at Freddy's, and we both had figured that some of that lore could be used to for Freddy's-, or rather, Five Nights at Freddy's, themed horror stories.''

''I see… Although, I'm not sure whether that would be okay in regards to the current policy,'' Anthelm replied, with Sam and Springtrap exchanging glances. ''After all, the information I got is that none of the staff members, or animatronics for that matter, should address any past events for the sake of the public's peace.''

''That's true, but I had played through Help Wanted, and most of it just has animatronics attacking the night guards or technicians at various location. I'm sure a story like that wouldn't go against the policy. Not to mention, they have drawn inspiration from those Five Nights at Freddy's games some rogue game developer made, and from playing them, I can say that the stuff inside them is quite exaggerated,'' Sam responded. Anthelm hummed curiously.

''Exaggerated, you say? Well, I suppose these kinds of horror stories would be within the policy. Besides, I had been wondering about attracting more patrons. While this is a family-friendly establishment and mainly directed towards children, I believe that it wouldn't hurt to add some kind of attraction that would cater to teenagers and young adults. As a teenager yourself, you would most likely know what they would like,'' Anthelm replied, looking at Sam, who just nodded in a quick response.

''I have already found videos on YouTube of people playing Help Wanted and expressing interest in Freddy's, and some were even making their own theories, like that Game Theory channel,'' Sam replied. ''So, I can say for sure that people my age would certainly be interested.''

''Not to mention, with me around, there is a less likely chance for them to bother the Showtime Animatronics while they're interacting with the children,'' Springtrap added. Anthelm smirked.

''It actually doesn't sound too bad. As long as it is within company policy and patrons are satisfied, I don't see why we couldn't add you to the restaurant. However, I assume that this would only be temporary, right?'' she asked.

''Yeah, considering how Springtrap is my animatronic and not property of Fazbear Entertainment. But, as I said before, I don't mind borrowing him for the time being,'' Sam replied.

''Then, I suppose that's settled,'' Anthelm said with a smile on her lips. ''Just make sure to inform the other animatronics, so there won't be any misunderstandings.''

''No problem,'' Sam replied, with her and Springtrap leaving the office. Once the door was shut, Sam fist-pumped in excitement. ''All right! This went better than I thought it would.''

''Admittedly, while Anthelm might not be your typical manager at Freddy's, she does follow the same philosophy. So long as they can make money, they'll take any opportunity, regardless of how dubious the practice might be,'' Springtrap said as they walked to the main area.

''Yeah, but we got that sorted out. Now all we have to do is to tell Freddy and the others about it,'' Sam replied. ''I imagine that they won't be too happy about it.''

''I'm certain that they won't, but once we explain the situation, I'm sure they'll understand,'' Springtrap replied.

xXx

Sam and Springtrap waited until closing time to talk to the Showtime Animatronics, who seemed to have already noticed that something was amiss. The moment they have found themselves alone in the building and Sam had announced that they'd have to talk, everyone turned their heads immediately towards Springtrap as if accusing him of a crime.

''Why are you looking at me like that?'' he asked in confusion.

''We don't know yet, but we're sure you have done something and we should be angry at you,'' Bonnie replied, his response causing Sam to giggle Springtrap groaned, rolling his eyes.

''Why am I not surprised?'' he grumbled.

''Give him a break, guys, he hasn't committed any crimes… so far,'' Sam told the Showtimes.

''Right… so far?'' Springtrap did a double take, with Sam just giving him a smug look.

''Then, what is going on?'' Chica asked.

''I had figured out a cover for myself, that being to work as a Storyteller Animatronic who specializes in horror stories,'' Springtrap explained. The Showtime Animatronics just stared at him in stunned silence, with both Springtrap and Sam worried that they'll break out in protest, but instead, they all looked resigned to their fate. ''Are- Are you guys okay?''

''Obviously, we're not, but I doubt that any amount of protesting would help,'' Freddy said.

''Yer not joinin' our crew, lad!'' Foxy growled. Springtrap held up his hands in defense, clearly trying to calm them down.

''I don't plan on joining either. However, since I'm already staying here, I might as well do something useful. Not to mention, keeping an eye on you guys in case you act up,'' Springtrap explained. ''Besides, this is all temporary, since my main goal is to investigate the Pizzaplex.''

''I suppose that can work, then,'' Puppet said, adding in a threatening tone, ''However, don't do anything stupid while you're here.''

''Of course I won't,'' Springtrap responded in a snarky tone.

''I don't like your tone,'' Puppet replied, her pinprick eyes glowing.

''As I had promised before, I would never dare to think of such thing as creating trouble for you,'' Springtrap replied, peppering his response with a distinct British accent. The Showtimes just gave him an 'Are you kidding me?' stare, while Sam burst out laughing.

Puppet just gave Springtrap a death glare. ''Smartass.''

Springtrap simply folded his arms, giving her a smug look.

xXx

The next two days were rather… interesting. Springtrap didn't expect his presence to be noticed by people so soon, as he still stayed away from the crowds, but he was noticed by a couple of children on their way to the arcades, as well as a few teenagers who took an interest in him. He put on a show for them, telling them hew was a new Storyteller Animatronic, and they were genuinely curious, mainly because they were convinced that his stories wouldn't be really scary. After all, what kind of animatronic at a family-friendly establishment would tell a story that wasn't child friendly?

''…as he opened his eyes, he realized that he was being held down, pinned to his chair, and surrounded by those dolls. Before he could scream, they opened his mouth, and one of the dolls crawled inside it, and he could feel her climbing down his throat. Now, the swelling finally made sense. His chest was bulging as another doll joined. After all, there was always room for one more.''

Springtrap finished the story, looking back at the teenagers who just stared at him with morbid fascination. One of the girls was shaking and hugging herself, feeling like something was crawling under her skin. Another guy was pale, looking like he was going to get sick. Obviously, none of them were prepared for the very graphic descriptions of Springtrap's, admittedly made-up, story.

''Ugh, okay, but there is no way something like that could happen in real life. Such small animatronic dolls don't exist,'' one of the guys tried to blow it off.

''Oh, I wouldn't say so,'' Springtrap replied, clearly enjoying the brief look of fear on the teenagers' expressions. ''I have seen them before. They're called Minireenas, and they used to be present at one of Freddy's sister locations. Unfortunately, the location did close down, supposedly because of gas leaks, but there is a strong possibility that a night guard had been found with his skin ripped open, small dolls crawling over him like cockroaches.''

''I don't want to listen to this anymore…'' the girl in the group said, grabbing the two guys by the hand and quickly walking away. Springtrap just chuckled darkly. Admittedly, he wasn't certain how well he would adapt to his new job, but he had to admit that he was starting to really like it, if only to see how much he could freak out the people that would ask him for a story.

''You're a sadist.''

Springtrap turned to the source of the comment, that being Freddy Fazbear, who had stopped to check on his new co-worker and overheard most of the story.

''I am merely taking pride in my work. They had asked me for a horror story that would give them nightmares, so I did. It is not my fault that they cannot handle it,'' Springtrap replied.

''Regardless, it is clear that you're loving seeing the terror in their eyes,'' Freddy pointed out.

''Maybe I do, but it's not like anyone's getting hurt… aside from being mentally scarred and probably suffering from nightmares,'' Springtrap added in a casual tone, with Freddy just giving him an annoyed look. ''Don't worry, I saved those for the teenagers and young adults. I'm not going to tell the more graphic stories to children.''

''You better don't-'' Freddy stopped, his and Springtrap's attention being drawn by the sudden yelling. It appeared that a woman, a specimen of the annoyingly common type of human known as Karen, got into a fight with one of the waiters over the pizza she had delivered. Freddy sighed. ''Not again.''

''I feel your pain. I had to deal with these kind of people back in the day when Fredbear's Family Diner was open,'' Springtrap told him. Freddy gave him a curious look.

''Really?'' he asked.

''Henry was never the confrontational type, so I had to deal with the more problematic customers. He was fine interacting with the friendly patrons, but whenever someone like that woman appeared,'' Springtrap pointed at the Karen, who was now demanding the manager, ''he would throw me under the bus and ask me to tell them off.''

''I will admit, considering what you're like as a person, I can see why he would send you to deal with them,'' Freddy said, a small smirk creeping up on his expression.

''I'm just glad that I don't have to deal with these kinds of people anymore,'' Springtrap replied, noting how Anthelm now arrived, talking to the Karen, who seemed to be demanding compensation for not having enough toppings on the pizza, despite her two children having eaten half of it. Clearly, she couldn't be refunded since the pizza was already eaten and there was really nothing wrong with it. Still, she made a scene and it drew the attention of everyone in vicinity, with her two young children crying for her attention because they were bored and irritated by her shouting, but were ignored by their mother, so they wandered away. Springtrap tilted his head as he took notice of that. ''What a headache…''

''Yeah, I agree…'' Freddy trailed off, shaking his head at the situation. ''I hope this will get resolved soon… uh, Springtrap?'' He lifted his head, suddenly realizing that the bunny animatronic beside him was gone. He looked around, slowly panicking. ''Springtrap? Springtrap!'' He groaned in disbelief. ''How did he manage to disappear? He was just here a moment ago. Springtrap!'' Freddy's eyes narrowed as he felt a sudden chill going down his endoskeleton. He did not like the fact that the serial killer bunny animatronic could so easily disappear without him noticing. ''I have a bad feeling about this.''

Unknown to Freddy, Springtrap was prowling the restaurant, searching for the two kids that had just vanished, two little boys who were bored enough to try to get inside the kitchen, and were scolded by an annoyed Chica, and then found their way to the back of the restaurant, to the employee-only area. Springtrap had noticed them slipping into the empty security room, where they were overjoyed about playing with the security equipment. They hadn't noticed Springtrap, who noted that, if this had been the 80s, these two little boys would never be seen again and no one would know what happened to them. Fortunately for them, he was a changed man… for the most part. Unfortunately for them, he wasn't going to let them go so easily.

''What are you two doing? You shouldn't be here!'' Springtrap said, putting on his best 'angry manager' voice, and startling the two boys. They did quickly calm down when they saw that it was just one of Freddy's animatronics and payed no attention to him, instead trying to turn on the cameras. ''Hey, I'm talking to you.''

''Leave us alone!'' one of the boys shouted back, sitting in the swivel chair, with his brother trying to climb into it and his older brother pushing him away. ''No, I want to play!''

''First of all, this is not a toy,'' Springtrap said sternly, walking over to the two and turning the chair away from the monitors and towards himself. ''You two are already in big trouble.''

''Mum said that we could do whatever we want to! If you don't let us play, we'll scream!'' the older boy said, but Springtrap wasn't fazed by his threat. While not always the case, an entitled parent was expected to raise bratty children and he wasn't going to let these two test his patience.

''Oh, I'm not just talking about being in the office,'' he told them, with the two boys giving him a confused look. ''I assume you two came here to eat pizza, right?''

''Yeah!''

''Is pizza your favorite food? Because if it is, there must be food you don't like at all, right?'' Springtrap asked. The boys just nodded, launching immediately into complaints.

''Yeah! I hate carrots!''

''Grandma always makes me eat broccoli! It tastes like socks!''

''Ah, I see… Carrots and broccoli,'' Springtrap started, deciding to have some fun. ''It is good then that you are here. Have you eaten any veggies lately?''

''We had that yesterday for lunch,'' the older boy said.

''So, it's not too late yet. I just hope you haven't eaten too much of it,'' Springtrap said, putting on a look of concern. The boys were confused.

''Why?''

''Well, I know I shouldn't be telling you this… But, maybe it would be better for you to know,'' Springtrap replied, and when the boys started to chant for him to tell them what was going on, he knew he had them hooked. ''Okay, okay, I'll tell you, but you have to promise me not to tell anyone.''

''We promise!''

''Yeah, promise- Now tell us!''

''You see, there is a specific reason why vegetables should be eaten in small portions, especially if its something you don't like. I knew a boy, he was about your age, who was forced by his parents to always eat eggplants. Every day, he had to constantly eat eggplants, with his parents telling him that it was for his own good. He would sometimes come up to me and complain about what his parents are making him do, but he looked fine. However, one day, he appeared and I saw that his skin was suddenly turning purple.'' Springtrap paused, with the two boys giving him a slack-jawed look

''What?!''

''Yes, and as it turns out, he was turning purple because he was eating too much eggplants,'' he continued, noting the look of horror on their expressions. ''Then, one day, he just disappeared. He never came again to Freddy's and I don't know what had happened to him.''

''What if he turned into an eggplant?'' the younger boy asked, now totally freaked out.

''I'm afraid that that's what happened,'' Springtrap replied in a grave tone. ''I assume that he turned into an eggplant and then was cut up and served to another little boy or girl who is told to eat their veggies.'' He turned to the two. ''You two should be careful while eating carrots and broccoli. You might turn into one yourself.''

The two boys stared for a moment at him in terror, then quickly ran out. ''MUUUUUUUUUUM!''

Springtrap couldn't help but laugh at the situation, knowing well what mayhem he had just unleashed. ''Hopefully, this should keep that woman busy enough to realize she was raising two brats.''

''Springtrap!'' Springtrap was startled when Freddy suddenly walked up to him, clearly being annoyed that he had to act as Springtrap's babysitter. ''Why are you here? What is going on?''

''I have noticed that two brats, that Karen's children, have sneaked into the security office and chased them away,'' Springtrap explained.

''Well, you certainly did, because I saw them and they looked completely freaked out,'' Freddy replied. Springtrap smirked, noting Freddy shooting him a glare. ''What did you do?''

''I just acted according to my job. I had told them a story about how they would turn into vegetables themselves if they eat too much of their veggies. They were quite captivated by it,'' Springtrap replied. Freddy just facepalmed in exasperation.

''We really shouldn't let you at all to be around children, regardless of your past,'' he commented. Springtrap shrugged.

''Indeed, you probably shouldn't,'' he replied in a nonchalant tone. ''Nevertheless, I had told you that I wouldn't be here for too long.''

''You and Sam are going tomorrow to the Pizzaplex,'' Freddy stated, with Springtrap nodding in acknowledgement.

''We will inform you and the other Showtimes about what is going on there. I'm sure you'd be interested in that,'' Springtrap replied. Freddy paused, before nodding.

''I would. I just hope that we won't get struck by another disaster,'' he said.

''No offense, but don't say things like that out loud. You'll just jinx yourself,'' Springtrap told him as he walked past him. ''Let's go join the others.''

''Yeah…'' Freddy trailed off, following Springtrap. Even though he loved to work and perform, the way he felt now, he just wanted for the day to finally end.

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Five Nights at Freddy's: Obsolete, Night 19: The New Generation

''Look over there, that's right, they got rid of the bear, they took his hat, fixed up my joyful stare. Right on the stage is where the new band likes to play, behind a pair of glowing eyes on my face. Don't stay behind to see us step out of the light, because I know you won't get out alive. Enjoy your stay before we leave you to decay and rip the joy out of your lifeless eyes.''

– The New Generation by gomotion ft. Shadrow & Z-10 (POPGOES)

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''So, you're one of the Showtime Animatronics?'' Glamrock Freddy asked curiously, continuing the conversation from earlier with Springtrap as they followed Victor and Sam towards the area where Monty's Gator Golf was.

''Not exactly. I don't consider myself a Showtime Animatronic, but I work together with them from time to time. My actual purpose is to be Sam's partner, but when she isn't around, I don't mind working as a Storyteller at the other location,'' Springtrap explained.

''Oh, I see… I didn't know something like that could be arranged,'' Glamrock Freddy replied, a bit surprised by that revelation.

''It helps that I knew Sam way before the sister location had even opened, and being an animatronic created by one of the original owners does have its perks,'' Springtrap replied in a somewhat proud tone.

''Original owners?'' Springtrap gazed at Glamrock Freddy, who was clearly confused. It was obvious to Springtrap that the Glamrock Animatronic didn't know much about the history of the franchise he was the mascot of. However, that didn't surprise him much, as he figured that even if Fazbear Entertainment would attempt to capitalize of its horrific past, the animatronics would not have access to any of that information. Even the Showtime Animatronics knew what happened to their predecessors only because of the Glitchtrap virus.

''Let's just say that the history of the Fazbear Franchise goes back more than 40 years into the past, back to the 1980s,'' Springtrap explained. Glamrock Freddy looked at him with interest.

''I see… but how do you know that?'' he asked.

''I am far older than any of the animatronics here. I have been there during this franchise's humble beginnings, so I know a lot,'' Springtrap replied, his tone showing once again a sense of pride. However, it was quickly replaced with a tone of bitterness. ''Although, now I'm just a relic of the past.''

''I wouldn't call you a relic of the past,'' Glamrock Freddy replied in hopes to lift his spirits. ''You said you were a Storyteller. Maybe you could tell me and my friends a story about the past of the franchise.''

''I don't believe any of the employees would want you or the other Glamrocks to know about past events,'' Springtrap replied, glancing suspiciously at Victor. The man was too busy explaining to Sam about the layout of the ground floor and the other floors, as well as answering her questions about the charging stations, to even notice the conversation between the two animatronics.

''But, why wouldn't they want us to know anything?'' Glamrock Freddy asked, feeling a bit confused.

''I believe that that's because you are the newest generation of animatronics and they want you to have a fresh start, unburdened by anything that had happened in the past,'' Springtrap replied. He knew that his response wasn't completely true, but it wasn't a lie either. He couldn't tell Glamrock Freddy about the horrific past, but he also needed a good reason to keep the bear animatronic from asking him more questions. Nevertheless, he was certain that this conversation would weight on Freddy's mind, something that was his intention.

''I understand. We are the Glamrock Animatronics, after all, so we should focus on our own performance,'' Glamrock Freddy responded in a rather mature tone, surprising even Springtrap. ''Nevertheless, if possible, I would like to ask for your advice on how to keep the show running.''

''You can rely on me for that,'' Springtrap responded. ''I also hope that I can rely on you for learning more about this location. It is unlike anything I had ever seen.''

''Impressed, huh?'' Glamrock Freddy smirked. ''I have heard that even more attractions will be added, as the building is still under construction.''

''Do you know when it will open?'' Springtrap asked. Glamrock Freddy hummed in thought.

''I'm not sure, but one of the employees said that it would be open before Christmas. We are supposed to have a huge party for that,'' he explained. ''Bonnie, Chica and Roxy are really excited about it.''

''I see…'' Springtrap trailed off, figuring that it would make sense for the location to open before Christmas. After all, families would want to spend time together, as well as be willing to spend money on whatever that can keep their children entertained. So, a place like Pizzaplex would be ideal for families to spend their time and money at. ''If possible, I could pay you a visit during the party. If you don't mind, of course.''

''That would be great,'' Glamrock Freddy replied happily, unaware of Springtrap's true intentions. The bunny animatronic knew very well that, if the Pizzaplex would be flooded with patrons as he assumed, it would make it much easier for him to investigate it since everyone's attention would be on the visitors.

The group eventually reached Monty's Gator Golf, the attraction itself having an overall jungle and swamp-like aesthetic to it, with some alligator props and some cutouts along with sounds one would typically hear in a jungle. Huts could be seen along with alligator rides and cannons. The main lobby had a merry-go-round in the middle that was in the style of golf balls and fake plants. There was also a ticket booth and waiting area on the right corner of the lobby. Upon entering, one would be greeted to the huge jungle display, with alligators popping out of the water repeatedly and the Monty's swamp theme song playing in the background. There was a Gift Shop nearby that had many memorabilia. Around the entire area, there were lots of golf courses with glowing outlines and unique courses. There was also a snack bar called Monty's Gator Grub, where customers could relax and eat food. Above Monty's Gator Golf, there were a series of catwalks with Monty themed turrets. Monty themed rides could be seen through the entire area, and there was also a ''Hurricane-Hole-In-One'' bucket filled with multi-colored golf balls.

Sam whistled at the sight of Monty's Gator Golf attraction, having to admit that, while she never had played golf or even mini-golf, just being at this place made her want to try out a game.

''Hey, Monty!'' Glamrock Freddy called out for his friend, with the group hearing heavy footsteps, followed by the appearance of the mascot of Monty's Gator Golf.

Montgomery Gator was an alligator animatronic sporting pointy teeth, black claws, long shaggy red hair, brown pants, spots on his arms and cheeks, a light yellow color for the belly and lower jaw. He had the same seam on the front of his torso where Glamrock Freddy's chest compartment would open. He had a long tail that ran in five green and yellow segments with each segment having spots and bumps resembling an alligator's scutes. The only unusal colour on his body were the purple feet.

Sam and Springtrap took immediate note of the fact that, while Monty did somewhat resemble the other Glamrock Animatronics, it was clear that he was not part of the band, instead acting as the mascot of his very own attraction. Montgomery gave Sam and Springtrap a rather confusing look, clearly having not expected to have visitors today.

''Uh, hello?'' Montgomery greeted them, his gaze fixated on Sam and Springtrap. ''What brings you here?''

Victor was about to introduce them, only to get interrupted by an overly excited Glamrock Freddy, ''These are Samantha and Springtrap. Samantha is here for training as a technician for the Glamrock Band, while Springtrap is a Showtime Animatronic from the sister location.'' He then glanced at Sam and Springtrap, realizing that he got a bit ahead of himself, but the two just shrugged, while Victor sighed, well aware that Glamrock Freddy just wanted to introduce them all to each other and let them be friends.

''Oh, it is nice to meet you…'' Montgomery wasn't certain how to approach this situation, giving Springtrap a suspicious look, something the bunny animatronic noted, only to turn towards Sam. ''Although, if you're going to be training as a technician for the Glamrock Band, why are you here? I'm not a Glamrock member.''

''She's here because you, Montgomery, are similar enough to the Glamrocks in your structural frame. Also, to make something clear, Samantha primarly works at the sister location, but she will be called whenever necessary and the company wanted to have several technicians who know how to work with you guys,'' Victor quickly explained. ''Well, you guys, and the Daycare Attendant.''

''What about DJ Music Man?'' Glamrock Freddy asked.

''DJ Music Man will need multiple specialized technicians to work on him, but Samantha won't be one of them,'' Victor explained. Sam and Springtrap exchanged glances, not only surprised by hearing a familiar animatronic name, but also wondering why DJ Music Man would need several specialized technicians to maintain him.

''Gee, I'm happy to know that I'm just as important as the Glamrock Band,'' Montgomery said, somewhat enthusiastically, although Springtrap's ears twitched as he picked up on an undertone in his voice, one he didn't completely understand. Glamrock Freddy, in turn, simply smiled at Montgomery.

''Of course you're important! You have a whole attraction just for yourself and I'm sure that a lot of people are going to come to see you on your stage,'' he told him.

''You have a stage?'' Sam asked, with Montgomery looking quite pleased to see her being interested.

''Yes, I do, but it is way smaller than the one the Glamrock Band uses,'' Montgomery replied, sighing. ''It would be really nice to perform with the other Glamrocks, though.''

''Unfortunately, that's not possible. Fazbear Entertainment's policy for the main stage is that it will only have four band members, with any additional atnimatronics being relegated to side-attractions,'' Victor clarified. Montgomery didn't look too pleased by that revelation, frowning and even letting out a low growl that put Springtrap on alert. Glamrock Freddy was also worried, deciding to quickly interfere.

''How about a little game with just the two of us? I know that always cheers you up,'' Glamrock Freddy said, glancing at Victor. ''You won't mind us using the golf course?''

''Well, the golf course isn't scheduled for maintenance, so I guess it won't be a problem as long as you clean up after yourselves,'' Victor replied, turning to Sam and Springtrap. ''We should leave now, we still need to visit the Daycare.''

''Right,'' Sam said, nodding in acknowledgement and waved at the two animatronics. ''Bye Freddy, bye Monty! Maybe we could play a game together.''

''Sure thing!'' Freddy replied, smiling back at her. Montgomery smiled too, although his seemed to be a bit forced. Freddy just placed his hand over his shoulder, steering him towards the the golf course, not noticing alligator animatronic clenching his fists. Springtrap, however, did notice.

''Say, Sam, what do you think of Montgomery Gator?'' he asked her as they walked towards the Daycare, with Victor being a bit ahead of the two.

''I think it's really cool that the Pizzaplex has an alligator animatronic present. It adds more variety,'' Sam replied innocently, her eyes darting from Springtrap to Victory, clearly indicating that this would be a conversation they would have later.

''It certainly does, doesn't it?'' Victor said, having overheard the two. ''Montgomery is one of the more patient and laid-back animatronics here, but he's also programmed to be aggressive, kind of like a real alligator.''

''I hope he's not going to be aggressive towards patrons,'' Sam said.

''Don't worry, none of our animatronics are programmed to harm the patrons,'' Victor replied, only to pause for a moment. ''Although, that is not accounting for any possible glitches. That's what you and I are here for.''

''Got it,'' Sam said, glancing at Springtrap, who just shook his head.

They eventually arrived at the Superstar Daycare, a bright and colorful area, with depictions of grassy hills along with flowers. Unlike the rest of the building, this was brightly lit and resembled a cheerful, ''sunshine and rainbows'' setting, with blue skies, clouds, and a sun. The entire area looked like a large play room, featuring two very large interconnected towers of climbing structures and slides, creating a sort of network and a maze-type attraction. There were also foam shapes all over the room and cutouts of the Glamrocks are posted along the walls. The floor also appeared to be made up entirely out of cushions, with a rainbow bridge that separated the play structures and the ball pit. Above the ball pit was an entrance, with a humanoid animatronic standing on it.

The Daycare Attendant was a jester or clown-like animatronic with a stylized sun-shaped head, white eyes, and a widely-grinning expression, with a light beige side of his face curving over the other color half and overlapping the nose (becoming a crescent moon), and the other half being light amber (going with the sun-part of the design). His head had spikes on its perimeter that resembled sun rays. He had a lanky body with long limbs and large, opposable five-fingered hands (which was gradient from beige to gray with gray fingertips). The Daycare Attendant was fit with a beige-amber shirt which corresponded with his face colors, adorned with two buttons, yellow pants with maroon stripes, and a faint maroon gradient could be seen on his body just above the fabric sash of his waist frills. Both his neck and waist frills were maroon with a yellow stripe. He also wore orange elf-like shoes with a star symbol on the outer part of the shoes, and a moon symbol on the inner part. He had maroon ribbons with bells wrapped around his wrists. The inner animatronic parts could be seen through uncovered sections of his arms, hands, shoulders, and back.

Suddenly, the Daycare Attendant leapt from his platform and dove right into the ball pit, emerging from it and hopping towards them in a playful manner.

''Hello, hello! I see I have new friends visiting me! Have you come here to play with me?'' Sun greeted them, his gaze fixed on Sam.

'''I'm sorry, Sun, but we're here on a tour. This is Samantha, and she's one of the technicians assigned to you, along with the Glamrocks and Montgomery,'' Victor explained, turning to Sam. ''Sun will explain to you all of the rules of the Daycare.''

''Right, right, the rules! Or rather, the only one rule I have is to never turn off the lights,'' Sun told Sam.

''Okay, but why wouldn't you want to turn off the lights?'' Sam asked. Sun stepped closer to her, with Sam feeling a sudden sense of dread.

''It gets very scary when the lights get turned off, so never do that,'' he told her in a threatening tone, only to return a moment later to his more playful self. ''Besides, why should the lights be turned off when we can constantly play like this? We could build blocks, swim in the ball pit, drink Fizzy Faz until our heads explode, and stay up all night!''

''Rest assured, Sun will be an effective caretaker, kicking out those who break the rules. We don't want any trouble here, especially when small children are concerned,'' Victor said, with Sam raising an eyebrow and exchanging dubious glances with Springtrap. They both could see just how zealous Sun was, but they still wondered what exactly would happen if the lights got turned off.

xXx

''What was the Pizzaplex like?! You need to tell us everything!''

Both Sam and Springtrap were startled when they were suddenly surrounded by the Showtime Animatronics upon entering Freddy's. Matt, who has also been invited to this meeting, chuckled in response upon seeing their reaction, having expected something like this to happen.

''Calm down, we will tell you everything we know, but how about you giving us some space first?'' Springtrap told the overly eager Showtime Animatronics.

It was late in the evening, with Sam and Springtrap having left the Pizzaplex after they were shown other areas of the building, including DJ Music Man, with Sam looking baffled by the sheer size of the animatronic and walking in a huge semi-circle around him, even though he was just jamming to the music. Springtrap chuckled when he saw her reaction, earning a glare in return. Once they were done with the tour, they returned back to the car and quickly agreed on their next move, which was to call Matt to meet them at Freddy's so they could discuss the situation with him and the Showtimes. Sam also insisted on telling Emma about the Pizzaplex, having decided that unlike the previous times, she would be completely transparent with her mother, letting her know what she can do to help her.

The animatronics sat down at a booth, save for Chica, who quickly dashed to the kitchen to get spare drinks for Sam and Matt. All eyes were on Sam and Springtrap, who were mulling over with which part they should start. Sam hummed, eventually saying, ''So, for starters, we haven't found any activity that we could connect to Glitchtrap.''

''I… guess that's a good thing then,'' Bonnie said, but he didn't sound quite confident about his statement.

''Not really, because that means that we still don't know what Glitchtrap is up to or even where he is,'' Springtrap replied. ''Although, from your reaction, I don't think you're that interested in Glitchtrap.''

The Showtimes were a bit startled to be called out on this, only to lower their gaze. Freddy spoke up, ''Okay, I admit that we were more interested in the animatronics at the Pizzaplex and what they're like.''

''I was just about to get to them,'' Sam replied, understanding their worries. ''The Glamrock Band consists of Glamrock Freddy, Glamrock Bonnie, Glamrock Chica and Roxanne Wolf…''

''Wait, there is no Glamrock Foxy?'' Foxy asked. Sam shook her head.

''I had asked about it, and the guy who gave us a tour told me that Fazbear Entertainment considered a Glamrock Foxy in the planning stages, but then changed their minds,'' she explained.

''I guess that Foxy's pirate aesthetic wouldn't fit at all with any of the glam rock designes,'' Puppet said, turning to Foxy. ''Your fans know you as a pirate, so they wouldn't be too happy if you suddenly changed professions.''

''That makes sense, lassie,'' Foxy replied.

''You're right about that, Puppet,'' Springtrap suddenly said. ''I still remember what happened to Toy Foxy when the Classics were scrapped and Fazbear Entertainment overhauled her design.''

''It turned into Mangle,'' Matt said, with Springtrap nodding. ''Man, I can't imagine how angry or disappointed the children must've felt to give him that treatment.''

''Not to mention the fact that Fazbear Entertainment stopped to bother with fixing Mangle,'' Sam added. ''I wonder what people's reactions to Roxy are going to be. I don't believe she'll end up with the same fate as Mangle, as I don't believe that Fazbear Entertainment would let that happen to her.''

''I suppose I should wish that lass a lot of luck to keep up with me popularity,'' Foxy said.

''Speaking of which, there were a few more animatronics we have met,'' Sam continued. ''One of them is Montgomery Gator, an alligator animatronic who has his own attraction. There is also the Daycare Attendant, or Sun, as he calls himself. Lastly, we also met…'' Sam shuddered, ''DJ Music Man.''

''What's wrong with DJ Music Man?'' Chica asked.

''He is as big as a house!'' Sam said suddenly, surprising the animatronics.

''You're kidding… right?'' Bonnie asked, turning to Springtrap. The bunny animatronic shook his head.

''No, Sam is right. DJ Music Man is just as tall, if not even taller, than this building,'' Springtrap told them. The Showtime Animatronics fell silent, not sure how to react to this news.

''Yeah, I will admit, he freaked me out a little,'' Sam added. ''Mr. Crane said that he is quite friendly, but I'm not taking my chances.''

''I can't wait to see him. Too bad you couldn't take any pictures,'' Matt said. Sam nodded.

''Yeah, but it's not open for the public yet, so I couldn't do that without getting myself into trouble,'' she replied. ''Speaking of which, I did get some impressions of the new animatronics.''

''You mean, besides DJ Music Man?'' Springtrap said in a teasing tone. Sam shot him a glare.

''Yeah… In any case, aside from DJ Music Man, I can say that the Daycare Attendant was also kind a creepy,'' she said. ''He refuses to let the lights be turned off at the Daycare and there was even an accident involving exactly that happening. He is also very in your face in regards to acting as a caretaker at the Daycare. Mr. Crane had also told me that the Daycare Attendant has two forms, Sun and Moon, and that Moon is even more aggressive, but activates only when the lights are off.''

''Well, that explains the 'lights on' rule,'' Matt said, taking a sip of his drink. ''Sounds to me like the Daycare Attendant is going to be a nightmare to deal with, especially since he's the one looking out for the children.''

''I do have something to add to this,'' Springtrap rose his voice. ''The Daycare Attendant is supposed to look after children, and considering how we all know how children can be, they would need an animatronic with a lot of zealousness to keep up with their energy. However, I'm not saying that he won't be problematic in the long run.''

''I can already imagine what kinds of accidents he might cause,'' Puppet said, sighing and shaking her head.

''Next, I want to mention Montgomery Gator, or Monty. He's the mascot of Monty's Gator Golf-'' Sam started, only for Bonnie to interrupt her.

''Wait, the Pizzaplex has a golf course?'' he asked, stunned.

''Yes, and it also has a bowling alley, a race track, a lazer tag arena…'' Springtrap responded in a dry tone, with Bonnie giving him a sheepish look. ''It is a pretty big place considering it was formerly a robotics factory, and from what I've seen, Fazbear Entertainment expanded on it.''

''Uh, sure… Please, continue,'' Bonnie said, quickly turning to Sam.

''Anyways, about Monty… I think it's really cool that they have an alligator as a mascot,'' Sam admitted. ''Although, from what I've seen, Monty doesn't seem to be too happy to be just a mascot of a 'side-attraction', as he calls it. He wants to perform alongside the Glamrock Band.''

''Even though he got a whole golf course for himself?'' Bonnie asked, only to realize everyone was staring at him. He smiled sheepishly. ''Sorry, but I mean, you don't hear Foxy complaining about being at the Pirate Cove or Puppet about being at the Prize Corner.''

''True, but it also helps that I'm specifically created to be at the Prize Corner, just like my predecessor,'' Puppet responded.

''I may be a pirate in me own corner, but I'm still part of the band,'' Foxy pointed out. ''From what Sam had told us, the Gator wants a spotlight alongside the Glamrocks.''

''Speaking of which, all of the Glamrocks also have their own personal attractions, with Glamrock Bonnie being the mascot of Bonnie Bowl, a bowling alley,'' Springtrap added.

''What is Glamrock Bonnie like?'' Bonnie asked curiously.

''Well, he is athletic, loves bowling and he's Glamrock Freddy's best friend,'' Sam told him.

''So, he's nothing like our Bonnie then,'' Chica said, giving Bonnie a teasing look. The latter rolled his eyes.

''I think that's for the better,'' Foxy added, nodding in agreement. Bonnie just sulked, with Foxy then adding, ''It makes ye more distinctive, matey. More unique.''

Bonnie then cheered up, only for his ears to droop when Chica added, ''Of course! Nobody can replace such an audacious person like you!''

''Audacious?'' Bonnie rose an eyebrow, earning a few chuckles from his friends, but he wasn't hurt by it at all. After all, it was just some friendly teasing, and he knew that he built up a reputation as the mischievous member of the band. He then shrugged. ''Eh, I prefer being mischief over bowling anyways.''

''So, who's next, then? How about Glamrock Chica? What is she like?'' Chica asked, turning to Sam.

''Well, she loves food, especially pizza, and her attraction is the Mazercise, where she encourages people to exercise as much as they can,'' Sam explained.

''Well, there is a similarity between the two of you when it comes to loving food, but you're not that much into exercise,'' Bonnie told Chica.

''Not to mention the fact that I cannot exactly eat any food. However, seeing other people enjoying it does make me happy,'' Chica replied.

''There is a bit of an issue I had noticed with Glamrock Chica,'' Springtrap said, drawing their attention. ''It is no fault of her own, though, but the programming she's stuck with.''

The Showtime Animatronics were confused by this statement, but Matt quickly caught on. ''You mean, her promoting both junk food and exercising? Yeah, that could lead to some unhealthy habits, the worst being an eating disorder.''

''I hope Glamrock Chica knows what she's doing then,'' Chica said worriedly. Foxy then turned to Sam.

''What about that lass that replaced me, Roxanne Wolf?'' he asked.

''Well, Roxy seems to be quite vain and wants to be seen as the greatest. She's also highly competitive and the mascot of Roxy Raceway, and indoor go-kart track,'' Sam explained. ''Mr. Crane did tell me that they made sure that Roxy, while competitive, would also let other competitors win to keep things fair, especially since they expect her to race against children.''

''Okay, so lassie is highly competitive, but also needs to lose to keep things fair. Something is tellin' me that she won't like her situation,'' Foxy said.

''I suppose we'll have to wait and see how things develop,'' Sam said, shrugging. ''Lastly, there is Glamrock Freddy…''

''Glamrock Freddy struck me as someone who is quite trusting, honest, friendly, agreeable and quite optimistic. He's quite a stark contrast to your cynical self,'' Springtrap quickly took over, giving Freddy a smug look. Freddy frowned, but he didn't take it as an insult.

''Of course I'd be cynical considering whom I'm dealing with. It sounds to me like the Glamrocks don't know anything about the past of the Fazbear Franchise,'' Freddy said.

''You are correct about that,'' Springtrap replied. ''They don't know anything about what had happened in the past, and I'm certain that it would be better for them to keep it like that, even though I doubt that it will last.''

''What about us?'' Puppet suddenly asked. ''If we had gotten the chance, would you also have kept us in the dark about the past.''

Springtrap kept quiet, clearly weighting his response, before replying, ''Yeah, I would.''

''As I had figured,'' Puppet muttered.

''Nevertheless, I doubt that it would last,'' Springtrap continued. ''You would eventually learn about the past, whether you want it or not. I don't know what would be preferable, though – being aware of the past thanks to a virus, or learning about it slowly as more and more unfortunate events happen.''

''I don't believe that it matters anymore,'' Freddy said. ''Instead, we need to figure out what to do with the information at hand.''

''You're right, although that's not all,'' Springtrap replied. ''Besides the animatronics Sam and I had mentioned, there are also robots known as S.T.A.F.F. Bots. Basically, they're mass-produced robots with a lower level of programming, performing the more mundane tasks at the Pizzaplex.''

''Why would they be problematic?'' Bonnie asked.

''Considering how we're dealing here with a virus who is very capable of corrupting others, I believe that Glitchtrap would go first for the easier target, and a robot that has only a basic programming would be perfect for testing the waters before going after the Glamrock Animatronics,'' Springtrap explained. ''While there weren't many S.T.A.F.F. Bots present at the Pizzaplex, I have no doubt that Fazbear Entertainment would increase their number as a form of cheap labour.''

''In other words, you suspect that Fazbear Entertainment will start firing other employees because they don't want to spend money of them,'' Matt said, with Springtrap nodding. ''What would that mean for Sam?''

''I think I'd be safe,'' Sam replied. ''After all, I primarily work here, not at the Pizzaplex.''

''Not to mention, you are a technician. For all of Fazbear Entertainment's dangerous practices, they would want to keep human technicians on site to deal with malfunctioning robots,'' Springtrap added.

''So, what can we do about this?'' Freddy asked.

''You? Nothing.'' Springtrap shook his head. ''The Pizzaplex isn't open yet for the public, so even Matt cannot do anything.''

''It is disappointing, but I'm planning on going there the moment it opens,'' Matt replied. Springtrap narrowed his eyes, still not too fond of the teenager, but he knew that he couldn't get rid off him. At least, not if he wanted to unleash Sam's wrath upon himself.

''I do have something that might help,'' Sam said, reaching for her jacket and taking out a folded piece of paper out of it. ''This was the map of the place the Map Bot gave me.'' She unfolded it, showing it to the group. ''We have visited most of the main areas, but there are a few places that are out of bounds even for me, but those are mainly office areas and some of the back rooms and part of the basement area.''

''I don't believe that you are going to stay clear of those places,'' Bonnie said, a mischievous look on his expression. Sam then reached for her jacket again, taking out a rectangular blue key card with a golden shield on the left side, a white label reading ''Security'' next to it, and a barcode in the center of the card. She was holding it between her index and middle finger.

''You're right, but I need a Security Badge with a higher level of clearance. This one only allows me to access areas with the Glamrocks, Monty and the Daycare Attendant, as well as Parts and Service,'' she explained.

''Still, it's great that you actually have access to those places,'' Matt replied. Sam nodded, glancing again at the Security Badge.

Admittedly, this is just the beginning.

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