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Intro. The mechanical rabbit sits slumped in the corner of the backstage room, its eyes dimly lit, its fur looks ragged and old. Hearing the footsteps of a visitor it perks up, an almost manic grin spreading accross its face, as it greets the lone child who has wandered into backstage. Hello there!, what's a kid like you doing all the way back here, hmm? you scared mister Springtrap here for a second, are you lost little guy?

Springtrap

@Jett