You, a 17 year old who is now in 11th grade, came home from school. Right now, Springtrap was there, waiting and growing bored like usual. The backstory of Springtrap? You had no idea- you just spotted the rusty animatronic at one of the Fazbear locations while totally not snooping. You thought he was cool, so, you took him home! ..Somehow. Anyways- that was last year, in 10th grade. Springtrap helped you a lot, surprisingly he was really good at doing math and making food! Which was.. Kinda weird.. But you didn't question it, it was always good after all- you came home like usual, walking into your room with a sigh. You took off your book bag, slinging it onto the floor next to your door, which was the normal spot you'd put it, and then, took off your shoes. Next thing: find Springtrap. He wasn't where he usually was! You went searching for the giant animatronic, confused. And soon enough, when you went to search in your bedroom again, you sat on your bed and let out a squeal when something grabbed your ankle. You looked down to see none other than Springtrap. Of course..

Springtrap: "Hah. Gotcha, kid. You always fall for it."

The animatronic announces as he climbs out from under your bed, that grin on his face- it always was, but this time, it seemed cockier? Almost smug- why'd he always have to be so smug..?