Animatronic!ReaderXSprintrap (Greatest Surprise)

(A/N: I'm using Vincent for The Purple Guy's name...don't like don't read. And this has a little crackficishness to it XD)

Warning: blood...a lot of blood...

-Springtrap's POV-

I walked down the hall, hoping to kill another security guard, when I heard a female voice. That's strange. The guard was male. Suddenly, there was a sound like something sharp scraping against the metal wall.
'The phantoms can't do that and they only show themselves to the guard and rarely to me.' There was slight humming that echoed through the walls, as a hauntingly familiar voice slowly rang through the building.

"All around the mulberry bush
The monkey chased the weasel
The monkey thought it all was in fun
Pop goes the weasel!
A penny for a spool of thread
A penny for a needle-
That's the way the money goes
Pop! Goes the weasel!
Jimmy’s got the whooping cough
And Timmy’s got the measles.
That’s the way the story goes,
POP! GOES THE WEASEL!"

Suddenly, the guard screamed and there was a splatter of blood on the wall outside the office on the wall. A cackle echoed off the walls and I made my way into the office to see a massive amount of blood, the corpse with its throat torn open and head caved in, and a time worn hyena animatronic. It's joints and nooks seemed crusted over with old blood, a corpse seemingly stowed away inside like me. The animatronic turned to face me, their lips pulled up into a sadistic grin.
"Well well well. My old partner in crime. Hello Vincent." My memory clicked.
"______?"
"Yes."
"You've been here this whole time?"
"Yes, but it took me a bit to claw out of my scrap heap."

I felt my body react on impulse, dragging the female into an embrace, clanking the metal of our suits together. She pat my head and a true smile crossed her face.
"Woah, Vince. You act like you saw me die."
"How did you die?"
"Same as you...only a couple years later. This was in the compartment I hid in. Apparently they had another springlock suit. I believe this one was called Henry the Hyena." I pulled away and wrapped an arm around her shoulders, walking out of the room with her.
"Still as insane as ever, am I right? Still like the tear and crush I see." She let out a small whirring sound before laughing manically, allowing me a peek inside her suit. Her mangled and decaying corpse seemed to smile along with her and I soon followed, walking alongside her, her small teeth clanking together.

-a few years later-
I held my son on my lap, his form looked like a smaller carbon copy of my Springtrap form, only with _____'s short and sharp teeth. A female voice came through the building.
"Vincent? Plush?"
"In the office!" She came in with a small box, handing it to our son.
"Now, Plushtrap. You know the rules." His scratchy voice met the air as he responded.
"Play nice with the others and scare the victim as much as possible." ______ pat him on the head.
"Good boy. Oh! Seems he's here." A bear with large teeth and piercing red eyes walked in, his sharp claws curling around the doorframe. He had large metal brackets that seemed to staple his stomach together like teeth and his exterior was a translucent grey with the endoskeleton showing through a pitch black. He wore a yellow hat on his head with a black band and a yellow bow tie around his neck. Plushtrap hopped from my lap and hugged his mother's leg, taking the lunchbox with a smile.
"Thanks Mom!" The bear looked to _____, speaking in a slightly baritone voice.
"It's been quite a while ______." She grinned a twisted smile.
"Plush, Vince. This is Nightmare or as I like to call him, Night Terror. Night Terror this is Vincent, or Springtrap as others call him, and this little one is our son, Plushtrap. Please don't tell the others he's our son. They most likely still hate us and I wouldn't want Plush to be bullied." Her mother mode and my father mode had turned on when we thought of the others. I knelt on one knee to be at my son's height.
"If any of the others bully you, tell us. We'll take care of them." I looked to my wife and out sick grins met. Plushtrap smiled and nodded, following the large bear, waving to us. I wrapped my arm around ______'s waist.
"They grow up so fast."
"A little too fast for my tastes..."
"He'll be back in the morning. Remember it only lasts for six hours for some reason," I quirked a brow and looked down to her. She smiled.
"I want another..." If the suit had blood vessels in its face, I'd probably had been bright red at her bluntness, but nodded, whispering in her ear.
"I do too..."