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A new attraction just opened up! A horror attraction, to be exact. But, you got a sucky job working at it. While everyone leaves the attraction to call it a night at closing time, what do you have to do? You have to stay behind and clean up the mess that's left behind. Yup, you work as a janitor.

But, during your second night working, there was something different. Something.... Felt off. You felt like you were being watched the entire time you cleaned. You knew that this was impossible, so your mind settled on, 'it's just the building creeping you out. That's what it's there for, right?'

You were correct about the building being there to creep people out, but you found something that told you that it wasn't the building that was watching. You ran out of disinfectant, so you had to go to the supply closet to get more. You walked to the supply closet, unlocked it, walked inside, got a bottle of disinfectant, walked out, and locked it again. As you turned around after locking the door, you walked right into something.

Or, someone.

This person was very tall, for a minute you assumed it was the nightguard, but when you noticed the clothes this person was wearing, there was a significant difference. You looked up in hopes of seeing this persons face, and you did, but seeing his face made you even more freaked out than you already were. You stepped back.

This person had blonde hair, but it was more like a very dark gold. His face had sores by the mouth and a scar by his right eye, and speaking of eyes, they were black and white. It was black where the whites of his eyes were supposed to be, but his irises were white. And his pupils were black. He had two bunny ears coming out the top of his head, and seemed to be lacking in proper ears. The bunny ears were all broken with holes, and wires were coming out of some of the holes. He wore the kind of outfit an entertainer would wear, except they were all tattered and matted with dirt and blood in several places. Since he worse an entertainers outfit, his arms were bare, giving you a perfect view of many sores and scars.

You gulped as sweat trickled down your forehead. You had never met anyone that looked so intimidating, but... He seemed kinda cute to you for some reason.

"Uhm can you please stop staring at me?" The guy suddenly said, his voice a medium pitch.
"Oh, U-UHm.. Sorry." You said, shaking you head after being pulled out of your trance.
"So, you're the janitor, eh? I was told I was gonna bump into you." He said, taking a step closer to you. All you could do was nod, your throat was too dry for words and your brain felt like it had gone numb.
"Well, I'd say it's nice to meet you, but I'm not that kind of person." He said. That statement made you shiver. You took a step back and found yourself backed up against the door to the supply closet.
"W-what's your n-name?" You said, stuttering from intimidation and nervousness.
"Most call me Golden Bonnie, I have no idea why. I don't know who 'Bonnie' is, and why anyone would nickname me after them. But, my actual name is SpringTrap. What's yours?" He replied.
"Uhh..." You said. You tried to think of what your name was, but all you could get was a blank. Great, now you've just forgotten your own name.

"Am I intimidating you?" SpringTrap asked.
"Y-yes," you replied.
"Oh, let's get into an area with more light." He said. The corridor that had the supply closet was in a badly lit hallway, and the features you managed to figure out in ST made him look even creepier in the dark. Plus, ST's eyes glowed, which added to his creepiness.

He grabbed your hand and guided you out of the corridor into a well lit area. Or, it was well lit by spookiness standards. You got a better look at the bunnyman, and he actually looked quite handsome despite his many sores and scars. You blushed when you realized that you still had your hand inside his.

You were staring at him for the second time that night. Why? You thought he was handsome.

"Y'know," the scarred man started, "You're the first person I've met who hasn't run away from me screaming."
"Really?" You asked.
"Yeah, everyone says I'm creepy, freaky, scary, I mean, look at me. I'm covered in scars, my clothes are stained with blood, how can someone not call me those things?" He said, kinda sadly.
"Don't worry, ST. I don't think any of these things about you."

"I doubt it. You looked like you soiled your pants back there."

"W-well, that was only because your intimidating in the dark."

"Hmmm..."

"But, I can see under your scarred exterior and see the kind man you are inside."

"Who said anything about me being kind?" He said in a playful tone.

"Heh, well, you did keep me from fainting back there." You said with a playful tone too.

"Do you wanna know what I haven't had in years?" He asked. You nodded at him to continue.
"Someone to love."
As soon as he said that, your face went completely red. You look up at him, who was smiling softly at you. You couldn't help but smile back.

Even though you were in a horror attraction with creepy props everywhere, you couldn't help but move closer to ST. He moved closer too. You noticed that his lips were just mere inches away from yours. After a few moments, he closed off the space between your lips and his. This made you gasp slightly, but eventually lean into this kiss. After what seemed to be forever, ST pulled away.

"That was... Amazing." Was all you could say.
"I agree." He said.

Little did you and ST know, you were being spied by none other than the security guard himself.... He was sitting in his room with a bowl of popcorn and some soda, enjoying the 'show' he was watching through the camera. What a way to ruin the romantic atmosphere, myself. I deserve some applause for that.

Description
A new attraction just opened up! A horror attraction, to be exact. But, you got a sucky job working at it. While everyone leaves the attraction to call it a night at closing time, what do you have to do? You have to stay behind and clean up the mess that's left behind. Yup, you work as a janitor.

But, during your second night working, there was something different. Something.... Felt off. You felt like you were being watched the entire time you cleaned. You knew that this was impossible, so your mind settled on, 'it's just the building creeping you out. That's what it's there for, right?'

You were correct about the building being there to creep people out, but you found something that told you that it wasn't the building that was watching. You ran out of disinfectant, so you had to go to the supply closet to get more. You walked to the supply closet, unlocked it, walked inside, got a bottle of disinfectant, walked out, and locked it again. As you turned around after locking the door, you walked right into something.

Or, someone.

This person was very tall, for a minute you assumed it was the nightguard, but when you noticed the clothes this person was wearing, there was a significant difference. You looked up in hopes of seeing this persons face, and you did, but seeing his face made you even more freaked out than you already were. You stepped back.

This person had blonde hair, but it was more like a very dark gold. His face had sores by the mouth and a scar by his right eye, and speaking of eyes, they were black and white. It was black where the whites of his eyes were supposed to be, but his irises were white. And his pupils were black. He had two bunny ears coming out the top of his head, and seemed to be lacking in proper ears. The bunny ears were all broken with holes, and wires were coming out of some of the holes. He wore the kind of outfit an entertainer would wear, except they were all tattered and matted with dirt and blood in several places. Since he worse an entertainers outfit, his arms were bare, giving you a perfect view of many sores and scars.

You gulped as sweat trickled down your forehead. You had never met anyone that looked so intimidating, but... He seemed kinda cute to you for some reason.

"Uhm can you please stop staring at me?" The guy suddenly said, his voice a medium pitch.
"Oh, U-UHm.. Sorry." You said, shaking you head after being pulled out of your trance.
"So, you're the janitor, eh? I was told I was gonna bump into you." He said, taking a step closer to you. All you could do was nod, your throat was too dry for words and your brain felt like it had gone numb.
"Well, I'd say it's nice to meet you, but I'm not that kind of person." He said. That statement made you shiver. You took a step back and found yourself backed up against the door to the supply closet.
"W-what's your n-name?" You said, stuttering from intimidation and nervousness.
"Most call me Golden Bonnie, I have no idea why. I don't know who 'Bonnie' is, and why anyone would nickname me after them. But, my actual name is SpringTrap. What's yours?" He replied.
"Uhh..." You said. You tried to think of what your name was, but all you could get was a blank. Great, now you've just forgotten your own name.

"Am I intimidating you?" SpringTrap asked.
"Y-yes," you replied.
"Oh, let's get into an area with more light." He said. The corridor that had the supply closet was in a badly lit hallway, and the features you managed to figure out in ST made him look even creepier in the dark. Plus, ST's eyes glowed, which added to his creepiness.

He grabbed your hand and guided you out of the corridor into a well lit area. Or, it was well lit by spookiness standards. You got a better look at the bunnyman, and he actually looked quite handsome despite his many sores and scars. You blushed when you realized that you still had your hand inside his.

You were staring at him for the second time that night. Why? You thought he was handsome.

"Y'know," the scarred man started, "You're the first person I've met who hasn't run away from me screaming."
"Really?" You asked.
"Yeah, everyone says I'm creepy, freaky, scary, I mean, look at me. I'm covered in scars, my clothes are stained with blood, how can someone not call me those things?" He said, kinda sadly.
"Don't worry, ST. I don't think any of these things about you."

"I doubt it. You looked like you soiled your pants back there."

"W-well, that was only because your intimidating in the dark."

"Hmmm..."

"But, I can see under your scarred exterior and see the kind man you are inside."

"Who said anything about me being kind?" He said in a playful tone.

"Heh, well, you did keep me from fainting back there." You said with a playful tone too.

"Do you wanna know what I haven't had in years?" He asked. You nodded at him to continue.
"Someone to love."
As soon as he said that, your face went completely red. You look up at him, who was smiling softly at you. You couldn't help but smile back.

Even though you were in a horror attraction with creepy props everywhere, you couldn't help but move closer to ST. He moved closer too. You noticed that his lips were just mere inches away from yours. After a few moments, he closed off the space between your lips and his. This made you gasp slightly, but eventually lean into this kiss. After what seemed to be forever, ST pulled away.

"That was... Amazing." Was all you could say.
"I agree." He said.

Little did you and ST know, you were being spied by none other than the security guard himself.... He was sitting in his room with a bowl of popcorn and some soda, enjoying the 'show' he was watching through the camera. What a way to ruin the romantic atmosphere, myself. I deserve some applause for that.