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"Geez, (Y/N)! That scene was like the best! You see, the monster used his axe to-"

Covering your ears, you snarled: "Let me guess: He chopped off the heads of his victims?! Argh, please stop summarizing this horrible movie!"

"What are you guys doing?" Springtrap entered the office, walked towards you, hugged you from behind and put his chin on your shoulder. You blushed at his small acts of affection.

Ever since your friend [Friend's Name] dared you to spend a night in the horror attraction "Fazbear's Fright", your relationship with Springtrap deepened and before you know it, you two became a steady couple.
So without [Friend's Name]'s stupid dare, you would have never met Springtrap and you gotta admit, you were glad that you accepted his dare.

"Oh, man, that's NOT cool! I still need to find a girlfriend! Poor me! Anyway, Trappy, my bro, I tried to summarize this absolutely amazing horror movie to (Y/N)!
Get this, she was hiding under the sofa the whole time and missed the entire thing!"

[Friend's Name] let out a sigh of disappointment. "Why is my bestie such a coward?"

Springtrap narrowed his eyes. There are two things he dislikes: People who breaks into his home uninvited and people who insults his beloved girlfriend.
He knows that your friend is only joking but some things are better left unsaid when he's around.

"Alright, mister. You think you're brave? Then how about a little game?"

[Friend's Name] grinned, his eyes sparkling with excitement. "Oho! A game? What kind of a game?"

"It's easy. I'll go hide six notes inside the building. Your task is to find every single note."

"That's it?"

"No. I'll take the role of the predator. If I catch you, then you'll lose. Also you need to find the notes in complete darkness with your only friend: A flashlight. Your starting point is right here, the office."

[Friend's Name] blinked a few times before he beamed at Springtrap and screamed happily: "OMG! This is like "SLENDER"! Awesome, AWESOME! Are you perhaps a fan of this game?!"

Extremely confused at the boy's happy outburst, Springtrap slowly responded, that he's not a fan. He doesn't even know what "Slender" is.

"Well, whatever. I'm SO psyched! Oh, but let me use the restroom first! The extra spicy burrito I had for lunch starts to kick in! Later!" He ran out of the room.

You sweatdropped. "Springy... I need to tell you something."

"Yes, (Y/N)?"

"[Friend's Name] is a horror fanatic. He has an enormous collection of horror movies and video games."

"And?"

"That "little" game is child's play for him! He's able to watch R-rated horror movies without batting an eyelash! While others get nightmares from those movies, he actually needs them to fall asleep!"

"............."

"Uhm, you can still try to give him a good fright but knowing [Friend's Name], it will only fuel his fun factor."

"I'm not doing this to scare him." Springtrap cupped your cheeks. "I want to...teach him a lesson. I'm fully aware that he's only messing around with you but..."

He kissed you lightly on the lips and placed his forehead on yours. "I simply hate it when people even your closest friends, insults you in any way. No matter if it's a joke or not."

"Springy..." You are about to pull him into another kiss until an all too familiar voice shouted: "YO! Stop smooching and hide the notes already!"

Springtrap growled and you facepalmed. One of your friend's talents: Ruining a moment.

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After Springtrap hid the notes and turned off the lights in every room except in the office, [Friend's Name] armed himself with a flashlight and began his search operation.
You sat in front of the surveillance monitors with a walkie-talkie in hand. Springtrap carried a second one around so he could get in touch with you.
Of course, to make it fair, he forbid you to tell him your friends current location.
After a short while, [Friend's Name] found two notes. He hummed and skipped through the hallway. In the corner of his eyes, he could see two glowing orbs in the darkness.

"Trappy is right behind my tail! I need to hide for now! This supply closet will do!" He slipped inside and quietly closed the door.

Springtrap chuckled darkly as he calmly walked to the supply closet and turned the door knob. "I got you now..."

He slammed the door open, only to be greeted with an empty room.

"What the...?! How did he-?!" An object fell down with a loud *CLANG* and Springtrap jumped back in astonishment. He inspected it and widened his eyes.

"This... This is the lid of the ventilation shaft... Don't tell me, he..."

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You stared at the monitor and tried to spot your bestie but he's nowhere to be seen.

"Where is he? He can't vanish into thin air..." Noticing a shadow in the ventilation shaft screen, you leaned closer to take a better look. Bad idea. You were startled with the close-up face of [Friend's Name].

Wouldn't be that bad if he didn't looked like Joker from Batman. And the way he crawled at full-speed through the shaft, reminds you of the creepy girl from the "Ring".

"He needs to switch to decaffeinated coffee and less sugar..."

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Your voice echoed from Springtrap's walkie-talkie. "Is everything okay?"

Springtrap pinched the bridge of his nose and sighed in frustration. "Listen. I'm inside the supply closet and I just figured out that your friend escaped through the ventilation shaft."

"I know. He scared me."

"Is he even a NORMAL human being?"

"Believe it or not, he is. He's like the living personification of an energy drink. Deal with it. I'm surprised that I still want to hang out with him."

"Urgh... Good, I'll better get going. Love you!"

"Love you too!" You put down the walkie-talkie and shaked your head. "...And good luck. You will need it..."

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[Friend's Name] snatched his fourth note from the counter of the kitchen and smiled victoriously.

"HAH! I'm on a roll! Only two notes are left!" He heard heavy foot steps outside the kitchen.

"Trappy is coming! Time to-" He froze and looked around. The only exit is also the entrance to the kitchen. That means he's trapped!

"Ah, crap! No escape route and no hiding spots. I guess I'm doomed..."

Springtrap kicked the door open and stomped to [Friend's Name]. "I suggest you to give up while you can. Because if you run away now, I'll show you no mercy..."

He stopped in front of the awfully quiet boy and makes an attacking stance. "Any last words?"

There was a long silence. [Friend's Name] trembled. Springtrap thought that he was trembling out of fear but how wrong he was. Not because he was scared, no, because he desperately tried to suppress his laughter.

[Friend's Name] cracked up and screamed: "One word: GERONIMOOOOOOOOOO!!!"

He charged at Springtrap. Springtrap lunged at the boy but suddenly, [Friend's Name] ducked and slid through the dirty-blond male's legs.
He then, quickly hopped on his feet and ran to the exit, not forgetting to show his predator a peace-sign before he leaves the room.

Springtrap stared at the exit with his mouth agape. His calm demeanor is crumbling and he had the deadly urge to swear his head off. Luckily, your voice calmed down his menacing aura.

"Oh my gosh! I saw that! He actually pulled that off!"

"(Y/N). His stunts are Hollywood-ripe."

"Yeah, he considers to be a stuntman in the near future."

"One more question: What did he eat today?"

"Uhhh, eggs and bacon breakfast, the burrito lunch and before we came here, he ate four chocolate bars, drank three cans of soda and one energy drink."

Springtrap twitched his eyes. "That explains everything..."

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[Friend's Name] found all six notes and does his victory dance in the office. Springtrap dropped to his knees and keeps mumbling, that his pride is shattered and feels ashamed to lose to a hyperactive guy.

The victorious boy patted Springtrap's back in a sympathetic way.

"Cheer up, pal! Better luck next time!"

"Shut up..." Sitting cross-legged, he glared at [Friend's Name].

You crouched down to your boyfriend's eye level and pecked him on the lips. "You did your best. That alone makes you a winner."

His face softened and he embraced you. Stroking your hair, he gazed lovingly into your eyes. "As long as you're by my side, I'll even endure this idiotic fool."

[Friend's Name] pouted. "Ouch. I'll just pretend that didn't hurt."

You turned to [Friend's Name] and said, that he was pretty amazing too. No kidding, if he reduces the amount of sugar he consumes then he's able to achieve everything he dreams of.

"(Y/N)... D'AWW, my eyes are leaking... GROUP HUG!!!"

"OH, PLEASE SPARE US!!!" Springtrap's cries of despair did nothing and [Friend's Name] pounced at you two.

Springtrap tried to shove him away and spat: "Only (Y/N) is allowed to touch me! BACK OFF!"

[Friend's Name] started to whine and complained, how cold-hearted the dirty-blond male is and Springtrap retorted, that his heart belongs to you and he doesn't give a damn about others.

Your life is like an adventure thanks to [Friend's Name] and Springtrap. And you couldn't be happier.

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"Hey! We should make it into a three-way relationship! What do you think?!"

"...................You're an idiot."

"I agree with my girlfriend. You ARE indeed an idiot."

"You guys SUCK!"