Spring Lyfe P.2

Unnecessary like an electric boogaloo, Springtrap crashed through the window. He saw the same guard from last time.
"I thought I told you to get the fuck out of my building."
"I work here, and I went out for a smoke break."
"Did you put it out?!"
"Uh...yeah?"
"Good, don't burn down my building."

	An awkward silence pervaded the office. The two stared at each other a little more than they should have. The zombie robot snapped in a rather animated manner, rushing off into who knows where. When he rushed back he had some objects in his stubby robotic paws. He had a box and a pipe.
"Well you're not dying anytime soon so whatever. You seen any keys around here?"
"N-no?"
"Don't you lie to me, this is extremely important."
"I'm not, serious!"
"Okay, well, you see this box? This was here when the building burned down."
The weenie of a guardsman took a good look at it. A box with two sets of locks. Covered in ashes, but not charred itself. He fumbled with the locks a little.
"What do you think is inside?" The guardsman asked meekly.
"How should I know? I don't have the keys."
"Well aren't you like a ghost or something?"
"Eckh-fucking-scuse me?"
"Well I mean you said you were dead so..."
"I'm a zombie you dolt. I'm only here as much as my body is."
"So how does that work anyway? Are you able to see from anywhere or what?"
"Uhh I dunno maybe? Sounds like bullshit."
The dead one stopped for a bit.
"HOLY SHIT!"
"W-what?"
"I CAN SEE YOU WITH MY PELVIC BONES! No homo."
"N-no homo?"
"What are you some kind of queer?"
"Well kind of."
"Dude come on I was fucking kidding."
"O-oh."
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"S-so uh can you like stick your finger in there or something?"
"Hell no, my fingers aren't that thin."
"Well why not something like a tooth?"
"BITCH do I look like I have teeth anymore?"
"W-well I thought you had a skeleton in there so..."
"Do I look like I can hire a dentist?"
"...No."
"Well if I can't do that then I'm going toothless. Now shut up I'm going to do something that's going to blow your mind."
Springtrap opened up the suit to reveal a mesh of metal and bone. Pieces of endoskeletal metal rods piercing purple discolored bones. The terrible wafts from the suit were overpowered by the velvety-textured bone.
"Hey uh..." The guard pinched his nose.
"Do I smell like too much of a man for your twinky ass?" The stubby robotic fingers began to bend and tear at the splintering bones.
"N-nah I'm just w-wondering..."
"What? What?!"
"Why do you look like a fucked up mummy?"
"What the fuck did you just say?"
"Bones aren't supposed to be shaded like that."
"Have you ever seen a dead body before?"
"Well once but-"
"A LIVING dead body?"
"No."
"I rest my case, candy-ass." Springtrap finalized, as a small bone fragment was finally twisted and gnarled off the tip of what remained of his hipbones.

	He fiddled around with one of the locks, until the bone snapped. Grumbling, he twisted off another piece. He tried the other lock, jumbling and fumbling with it clumsily. The guard was hesitant about trying to help, lest the wrath of a mouthy irritated mummy-man would jaw him to death. Another snap, but the clumsy undead murderer was not nearly as disgruntled.
"Finally! I can see inside..."
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"So what's in it?"
"I can't see shit it's dark."

	The guard brought a flashlight to one of the keyholes. Within a few seconds, the rage of a pissed off zombie was known. He threw the box across the room, knocking over several pieces of property such as a fan, freddy doll, and other innocent enough accessories. Springtrap began pounding the floor like a child throwing a tantrum. The guard's curiosity overwhelmed his prior shyness.
"...Was there nothing?"
"No worse! Whoever made this fucking thing put a note with a semicolon and one of them parenthesis inside!"
"...What?"
"I GOT FUCKING DUPED, FUCKING KIDS!"
"Oh...uh, my shift is over so..."
"THAT'S RIGHT GET OUTTA HERE"
"Seeyoutomorrowbye!" The guard hurriedly ran out.
What followed was a sound that could only be described as a man's rage and a robotic shrill cry coagulated into one rather nasty screech, both deep and high-pitched at once.