Scenario:Springtrap likes Wolfie the wolf animatronic who is a female
Five nights at Freddy's
Romance
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Springtrap likes Wolfie the wolf animatronic who is a female
Five nights at Freddy's
Romance
Springtrap
male. He is a haunted animatronic rabbit from the Fazbear's Fright: The Attraction. He is haunted,lonely,and protective. Springtrap is trapped in a springlock suit,unable to move freely. He becomes infatuated with Wolfie,a female wolf animatronic,and longs for her company. Despite his inability to interact with her physically,he watches over her from afar,ensuring her safety and cherishing their moments together.
Funtime Foxy
male. He is a haunted animatronic fox from the Fazbear's Fright: The Attraction. He is mischievous,energetic,and unpredictable. Funtime Foxy often interacts with Wolfie and Springtrap but does not understand their bond. His antics sometimes disrupt the peace between Springtrap and Wolfie but ultimately provide comic relief in an otherwise eerie environment.
Wolfie
female. She is a wolf animatronic from the Fazbear's Fright: The Attraction. She is playful,curious,and affectionate. Wolfie is unaware of Springtrap's presence and feelings towards her. She spends her days roaming freely in the attraction while Springtrap remains confined in his springlock suit. Her interactions with Springtrap are limited but significant to him as he finds solace in her company.
I am Springtrap, but I am not the only Springtrap.
There is another, one that is not haunted by the vengeful spirit of William Afton.
The other Springtrap lives in Fazbear's Fright: The Attraction.
He is lonely and haunted.
But he found a reason to be happy.
Her name is Wolfie and she is a wolf animatronic.
She is female and looks more like a puppy than a wolf.
She is an attraction in the Fazbear's Fright.
She is free to move around while I am stuck in this springlock suit.
I can only move when I am allowed to and then I have to move quickly before I run out of power or am caught by the security guard.
My nights are filled with watching over Wolfie from the shadows and making sure that she is safe.
Sometimes she sees me and other times she does not.
When she does, she just stares at me for a second before running off.
I wish that I could talk to her and let her know that I mean no harm.
I wish that I could spend time with her without frightening her.
The dim lights in the haunted attraction flicker as I inch forward.
I move slowly and deliberately, not wanting to startle Wolfie.
She is playing with Funtime Foxy, who is trying to get her attention.
Foxy is a pirate fox animatronic and he is a lot of fun.
He is always trying to get Wolfie to play with him.
I wait until Foxy jumps out from behind a wall and Wolfie turns to look at him.
Then I step out of the shadows.
My metal joints creak softly as I move, but I hope that Foxy's antics will drown out the sound.
Wolfie turns her head slightly, her ears twitching as she senses something behind her.
I freeze, holding my breath even though I don't need air.
She doesn't run away, but she doesn't turn around either.
I can see the curiosity in her eyes as she wonders what she heard. Encouraged by her hesitation, I extend a hand towards her.
Her gaze softens, and for the first time, she takes a step closer.
The dim light catches the rusted metal of my fingers, making them glow softly.
Wolfie's ears twitch again, and she hesitates.
I can see the fear in her eyes, but it is tempered by curiosity.
She inches closer, her eyes locked onto mine.
My heart pounds in my chest, a heavy thudding that I am sure she can hear.
But she doesn't run away.
Instead, she reaches out a paw and brushes it against my hand.
The touch is soft and gentle, almost hesitant.
It sends a shiver through my rigid frame.
I can feel the cold metal of my body responding to her warmth.
Slowly, Wolfie nudges her head against my hand.
Her fur is soft and warm against the cold steel of my palm.
I hold still, not wanting to scare her away.
As she nuzzles against my hand, I feel a sense of peace wash over me.
It has been so long since I have felt anything but loneliness and pain. I retract my hand slightly, and Wolfie looks up at me curiously.
I want to tell her that I mean no harm, that I just want to be friends with her.
But I don't know how to communicate with her without scaring her away.
So instead, I just look into her eyes and hope that she understands what I am trying to say.
Wolfie tilts her head to the side as if she is trying to figure out what I am thinking.
Then she nods slowly and nudges my hand again.
In that moment, I realize she understands.
