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Sequel to Perverted, Flirty Bastard.
Warnings for Springtrap’s profanity lol. Seriously there’s tons of it in here.
Also the reader is a bit evil in this and almost broke Springy’s heart, so beware that too.

Something wasn’t right. Something was wrong. What was it? That’s what Springtrap was trying to figure out as he paced around the safe room.

“The building isn’t burning down, Marion’s tormenting Freddy, Chica and Foxy are trying to kill each other, the ghost kids are messing around… WHAT THE FUCK IS BUGGING ME?! Seriously, everything’s normal! The guard’s even screaming again! …Oh wait shit I’m dating the guard- DON’T WORRY (Y/N) I’LL SAVE YOU!” Spring finally shouted, bolting to the office.

What he walked into… Honestly scared him to death (or out of death) and confused him to know end at the same time. In the office, instead of you either screaming in terror or screaming at one of the ghosts, was a random man spamming the monitor, most likely searching for him.

“…ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME?!” The dirty blonde screeched, banging his head on the wall and almost giving the poor guard a heart attack. He was so loud, actually, that Goldie appeared, looking ready to strangle someone. “I COME IN HERE ALL READY TO SAVE (Y/N) AND ALL I GET IS SOME RANDOM GUARD WHO CAN’T DO SHI-!”

“Spring, calm,” the blonde haired, bear eared ghost thing growled, grabbing the collar of the bunny’s jacket and dragging him away, right after calling an apology to the guard.

    “CALM?! THAT-” Spring continued to yell, before Goldie elbowed the back of his head. Then, he started to calm down and continued, growling under his breath. “I heard screaming and went to the office, thinking it was (Y/N).”

    “…Are you telling me you thought a forty-something-year old man was your (Y/A) girlfriend? You really are something, Spring. But (Y/N) isn’t here. Last I saw her, she was talking to the manager. Something about coworkers,” the bear explained, and Springtrap paled.

    Shit shit shit shit shit OH FUCKING SHIIIIIIIIITTTT- What did I do? What did I do? What did I FUCKING DO?! You dumbass of course you made her quit you’re mental and perverted and antisocial and cruel and depressed as hell goddamn it- Springtrap ranted in his head, ears lowering and shoulders sagging.

    “You fucked up, huh? Nice job idiot. Now, I’m gonna teleport you to her house so you can beg for forgiveness. …Or just beg for your stuff back and hope she didn’t burn it,” Goldie snickered, teleporting both to your doorstep, where the bear disappeared once again.

    “Wait what?! Don’t lea- Shiiiiittttt,” the bunny boy groaned, running a hand through his tangled hair, before realizing he was in public with animal features and looking like he just got hit by a truck and getting set on fire at the same time.

    He jumped forward, banging on your door, eyes darting around as he realized the situation, chewing on his lip. A moment later, the door swung open to reveal you, all dressed up nicely.

    “Hey B- Oh, Springtrap… What are you doing here? Didn’t the whole, me quitting thing show we were done?” You hissed at him, grabbing his sleeve and shoving him inside.

    “W-What?! Wait, (Y/n) please! I-I’m sorry! Please don’t le-leave me!” The poor thing whimpered, eyes widening and tears welling up.

    Sure, Springtrap was not very affectionate and had a hard time expressing his emotions. But, without a doubt, he did love you and was mortified by the idea of losing you.

    “Are you kidding? As if I’d ever date some pervert like you! Now, if you need me, I have a date to get to,” you laughed, strutting away.

    Springtrap, still devastated, slid down to the floor, grabbing at the rug as his head bent over. His ears were hanging low and he was just the image of depression.

    A moment later though, he was the image of shock. You had turned around and tackled him, laughing and nuzzling him as Goldie appeared again and died laughing. Spring’s eyes were wide and he gaped at both of, not understanding what was happening at all.

    “Oh my god, Spring, I’m sorry! I didn’t think you’d get that upset!” You apologized as you tried to hold in your laughs. You truly did feel bad, though.

    “I-Wha- (Y-Y/N)…?” The poor thing stammered, looking between you and Goldie.

    As you and Goldie finally calmed down, you explained that after he had been a bit of a pervert to you (in which he had started acting like he was gonna have sex with you and you screamed at him that he was a bastard) Goldie had come up with the idea of making it seemed like that made you hate him.

    They hadn’t really anticipated that Spring would get that upset, and now both you and Goldie felt terrible (but the prank worked, so it was kinda funny). Goldie hadn’t stopped apologizing and you just hugged Spring till he felt better.