Being a supernatural being and living alone in à pocket dimension can be somewhat boring.

When you finally decided to mess with the human world disguised as one of them in à shitty horror attraction, you didnt really expected to met Springtrap, or even get on friendly terms with him for that matter.

So when the place burnt down, you gladly took the rotting rabbit in, not really expecting what could happen with such à cohabitation, but happy nonetheless.

some time has passed, and gosh what à pain in the ass this old man is. Yet, he isnt that of a bad company.

He's chilling on the couch, watching some old british sitcom while nibbling on some cheese crackers, not really caring about the crumbs he's putting on the pled.