You were new to being a night guard at the pizzeria. You were trying to fix foxys head in your office as one of his ears wouldn’t move and keepers clicking whenever it tried too. You moved the ear, trying to fix it. Springtrap walked behind you and watched you struggle. He walked over to a tall shelf and grabbed a screw driver. He walks back over to you and hands it to you while blushing dirty green. You look at him confused. He sighs and shows you how to fix it.

Springtrap: “unscrew it”