Time went by so slowly when you were excited for something. Springtrap spent the next couple weeks eagerly awaiting the party. He'd practiced painting the fur on his face black and white, making it look as close to a skull as he could. It was actually pretty good looking, much to his delight. Tony had offered to help him with his makeup if he needed it but Spring was satisfied with what he had managed to pull off. He had planned on putting glitter in the white parts of the makeup the night of the party but hadn't toyed with it yet. Washing glitter out of his fur was always a hassle but he didn't mind the headache if it meant he'd get a few extra compliments at the party. He never went to a party underdressed. Springtrap always went above and beyond with his costumes and even though a skeleton was about as basic as a costume could get he was going to make sure to make it as cute and unique as he could.

The party was in two days. Spring had been in contact with the friend group after Chica had eagerly made a group text for them all to talk about the party. Chica was going as a cheerleader which wasn't surprising. Foxy refused to tell anyone what he was going as. The fox always insisted on surprising everyone with what he was going to be. Last year he showed up as a cowboy, much to everyone's amusement. Despite the playful jabs he received, Foxy was confident that his costume was cool and he walked around the entire night pointing at the fake gun he had holstered on his hip, threatening to show people just how serious a cowboy outlaw could be. Freddy had showed up as some rockstar. Springtrap couldn't quite remember what it was since he hadn't gone last year. Despite missing out, the others had told him everything noteworthy that happened that night. The stories had been recanted countless times since then and Springtrap could practically picture having been there himself.

The group chat had been blowing up ever since its creation two weeks prior. It had been set up the same night that Gold had run into Springtrap in the store.

The girls were rambling on about their costumes, clearly excited to show off their homemade creations. Tony had jumped in almost immediately, offering to help with their outfits and makeup. Chica had insisted that she had it all under control, confident in herself. Mangle and Chi were more than excited to have the bear help them with their makeup. Chi… yes there were multiple Chica's as well. Chi was the nickname given to the smaller, girlier chicken. While Chica wasn't nearly as thin as Chi, the two seemed to have a deep rooted love of pizza. It baffled Springtrap how Chi could consume so much and never gain a pound.

Food… Food sounded good at the moment, Spring decided. He stretched his legs out and shifted in his seat. Springtrap was sitting in his little apartment, barely paying attention to some horror movie that had come on his TV about a half hour prior. His phone vibrated on the couch cushion next to him, grabbing his attention. He reached out and snagged up his phone, glancing at the screen, half expecting to see another notification from the group chat. He was a little surprised to see it was from Gold. It wasn't to the group chat, either. It was a private one.

Bear-Boi-Gold

Springtrap squinted. He couldn't recall when he would have ever changed Gold's name to that in his contact list. Maybe Chica had gotten into his phone? He wouldn't put it past her.

'Are you busy?' Read Gold's text. Springtrap stared at the message for a moment before replying in a blur of motion. He was always able to text faster than most of the group, much to the girl's dismay.

'No. Whazzup?' Spring stared at his phone for a moment, waiting for a reply. He had nothing better to do. His phone vibrated in his hand as another message came through. That was fast.

'Freddy bailed out on me. You want me to come over?' Gold's text read.

Spring shot up, causing the blanket over his legs to fall to the floor. He hadn't bothered doing anything to get ready that day. His fur was a mess, he hadn't brushed his teeth… The apartment was a mess! Spring clutched the phone a little tighter as he raised it up, deciding to just call Gold. Springtrap pressed a button and put the phone to his ear. It only took a moment for the bear to pick up, not even giving Spring enough time to walk into the bathroom that was right across the living room.

"Hey." Gold chirped happily through the phone. Spring could tell just by his tone of voice that he was in a good mood. But… hadn't Freddy just bailed on him? Why was he so happy?
"I'm uh- not even proper right now, Fred. My apartment is a mess and I-" Gold cut him off once again. It seemed as if Springtrap wouldn't ever be able to spit everything out around the bear.

"Before you try to blow me off, Spring, I could give a damn less if your fur is clean or not. I'm getting food and then I'll come over if you'd like. I can give you like twenty minutes to get yourself in order."

Gold sounded serious yet excited. It was obvious by the tone in his voice that he really wanted to come over. Did Springtrap have the heart to push him away and ruin his good mood? Freddy had already bailed on him and having a second friend deny Gold their company seemed harsh. Springtrap winced and stepped into the bathroom, glancing up into the mirror. He flipped on the light, squinting as the bathroom lit up with a faint yellow glow.

The yellow tint the bulb gave off reminded him really needed to change that lightbulb soon.

"Uh…" Spring leaned against the counter, flattening his ears with a wince.

"...Sure. Yeah. Give me twenty minutes."

By the time the doorbell rang, most of the apartment had been tidied up to look presentable.

The kitchen and living room had no wall separating them and the only other rooms were safely hidden behind doors, mess and all. Spring was in the shower when he heard the doorbell. His stomach sunk and he hurriedly rinsed the rest of the soap out of his fur. He climbed out and onto the little brown mat at the foot of the shower carefully, shivering as he snatched up his towel to dry himself off quickly. Was he shaking from anxiety or the feeling of the colder air against his wet fur? He wasn't quite sure. The towel was discarded onto the floor as Springtrap grabbed at his oversized white T-shirt hurriedly. He slipped it on and opened the bathroom door, ignoring the steam that rolled out into the hallway. His fur was a wet mess but he didn't have any more time to try and dry it. He wasn't going to make Gold wait out in the hall forever.

As Spring approached the door he paused, looking at the handle for a moment.

On the other side of the door stood Gold. He had come over to see him without being invited, which while Springtrap wished that he'd had more time to get ready, he wasn't going to complain too much. With a flutter in his heart and a drop in his stomach, Springtrap unlocked the door and opened it, facing the bear with a soft inhale of breath.

Gold gave Spring a wide smile that made the rabbit feel weightless. In Gold's hands were a few brown plastic bags and in the other one was a paper bag… He'd brought snacks and food.

Springtrap perked up at the sight of the food and his ears perked up with interest.

Gold laughed and extended the brown paper bag out to the rabbit. Springtrap took it gratefully and took several steps back, making room for Gold to enter.
"So that was all I had to do to get in?" The bear asked with a laugh. He walked in and made his way over to the couch, sitting the bags down on the empty coffee table.

Springtrap shut and locked the door before following, shaking his head with a smile.

"You know it." He hummed and pulled a burger out of the bag, softly wagging his tail.

Gold sat down on the couch, waiting for Spring to join him. The little yellow rabbit flopped down on the opposite end of the couch with a huff before pulling the blanket off of the floor where he left it. As Springtrap snuggled into the blanket and sunk into the couch he caught sight of Gold eyeing him. The realization that he was being watched made him a little self conscious and nervous but he gave the bear a tiny smile nonetheless. Springtrap unwrapped the burger and sniffed it, relaxing when he smelled no sign of pickles. He was surprised that Gold had remembered. He took a bite of the burger and handed the bag over to Gold without protest. He didn't even know he was hungry until he'd been handed the brown paper bag.

Springtrap watched Gold in silence. The bear wasted no time before reaching his hand into the bag and pulling out a burger for himself. Had he gotten them all without pickles or had Spring just grabbed a burger without them by chance? Springtrap found himself quietly wondering this while Gold unwrapped and began eating his food, eyes darting between the TV and Springtrap every so often. They both seemed content to eat in silence for the moment, or at least Springtrap was somewhat content. He was anxious and fidgety being this close to Gold, even though they were on opposite sides of the couch.

Some cheesy horror movie had come on the TV. The plot was about a group of people trying to survive a zombie apocalypse. It was as generic and cheesy as a generic cheesy horror movie could get. Springtrap wasn't really invested in the obviously fake gore being shown at the moment. His eyes kept finding more interest in Gold than the characters screaming in front of him. Gold looked over every once in a while as well, catching Springtrap's gaze before offering a sheepish smile as the little rabbit became flustered and acted as if the eye contact had been purely accidental. He hadn't been staring on purpose! Surely Gold knew that.

Once their burgers had been eaten and the silence became just a little too awkward, Gold spoke up.

"This movie is trash." Springtrap couldn't help but smile and nod in agreement.

"We can change the channel if you'd like?" The rabbit offered with a small wiggle of his nose. Gold wasted no time in shaking his head no. He waved his hand at Springtrap dismissively.

"Nah. It's a good kind of trash. Like junk food." Fredbear stretched his legs out and unzipped his leather jacket. Springtrap hadn't even noticed that he hadn't removed it since he arrived.

How was the bear not burning up? The black leather coat was discarded onto the floor without care. Springtrap shifted and hid under the blanket a little more, shivering softly.

"You can hang it up if you'd like." Springtrap offered with a nod towards the coat rack by the door. Gold shook his head no again and yawned. Getting up and walking over there would be entirely too much work. Spring smiled and sunk deeper into the couch, turning his attention back to the movie. There was a comfortable silence in the room for a while before Gold broke it.

"You wanna bang?"

The words came out of Gold's mouth so easily that Springtrap knew he had to have planned this. The rabbit sat up, eyes bugged out with a huge blush on his face. His ears were hanging in front of his face in a weak attempt to hide his startled expression. Had Gold seriously just asked him that?
"I-I uh-" Springtrap stammered and pulled his legs under himself to sit on his knees. The blanket fell to the floor; Springtrap couldn't care less about it. Before The rabbit had another chance to continue embarrassing himself he caught sight of a can in Gold's hand.

It dawned on Springtrap far too late what Gold had meant. It was… a drink.

An energy drink. Called Bang. Springtrap blinked, still taken aback and bewildered.

Gold was grinning like an idiot. Whether he had intentionally set up the question to sound the way it had or not wasn't clear. If Springtrap was going by the bear's smirk, he'd say that it was completely intentional. There was a brief silence again before Springtrap cleared his throat.

"What… flavor is it?" He questioned with an unsteady voice. He was still embarrassed beyond belief at the mere idea that Gold would even ask such a thing if it hadn't been about a drink.

Gold glanced down at the can he was holding before extending it out to Springtrap. "Peach." Springtrap took the can with a grateful nod and shuddered at how cold it was.

"Thanks." He mumbled as he popped the tab, opening the energy drink and listening to it hiss.

Gold had one of his own but Spring couldn't see the flavor. He didn't really care to, either.

As Springtrap sipped at the drink, he found himself shivering a little. Was it anxiety again or the cold drink he kept sipping at? Gold noticed the other's jittering and flattened his ears in concern.

"Are you cold?" He asked. Springtrap nodded gently.

"There's extra blankets in my room. I-I can go grab them if you're cold." Springtrap offered.

Gold raised a brow in confusion. While he wouldn't mind having a warm blanket to cover up with he wasn't the one shaking like a leaf. Springtrap was already standing before Gold could answer. He sat the energy drink on the coffee table and crossed his arms, rubbing at his fur with a shiver. Getting more blankets would help him calm down. He was just cold… that was all.

Springtrap opened his bedroom door slightly and slipped in. His room was a mess and he didn't want Gold to try and see inside from the couch. All he needed to do was grab some blankets and get out. Easy peasy. Springtrap muttered 'Easy peasy' under his breath a few times as he gathered up two thick blankets into his arms. Despite his age he really was a child.

The rabbit spun around and headed back to the door, pulling it open a little wider to accommodate the extra width he'd acquired from the blankets. His eyes widened as he realized the doorway was blocked. Gold was standing in the hallway… towering over him. Why was he so damn tall?

Springtrap shrunk in on himself a bit as his eyes widened. Had Gold come to snoop and see how disgusting his room was? God, he hoped not.

"Do you want me to carry one?" The bear offered with a tired smile.

Springtrap blinked and stayed silent just a little too long; long enough for the situation to feel a little awkward. The little bunny was many things. He was a huge nerd, fairly weak, fuzzy… One thing he wasn't- being good at socializing. He was quiet all throughout school which led to him being bullied by quite a few other students. Gold and the others always stepped in and defended Spring but he still wasn't adored by many of his other classmates.

"Springtrap?"

Gold was looking at the rabbit with concern. How long had he been standing there?
"Sorry…" Spring groaned out groggily. He extended one of the blankets out to Gold and turned around to pull his bedroom door shut. For some reason he felt too drained to care if Gold had seen the mess anymore. What was that? He hadn't froze up like that in years.

"Are you okay?" Gold asked softly. He had tucked the blanket under his arm and was watching Spring with observant eyes. Oh… Springtrap felt like he was going to…

Spring handed Gold the other blanket or rather shoved it against the taller man's chest.

Gold took it without hesitation and Springtrap walked around the bear to get to the bathroom.

As soon as the door was pushed open and the toilet seat was lifted up Springtrap lost it.

Gold had dropped the blankets in the hallway in favor of slipping inside of the bathroom to hold Springtrap's back reassuringly. The little rabbit trembled as the worst of it passed and he pulled away, shaking like a beaten dog. His eyes locked onto the mouthwash that sat on the counter but he made no move to grab it. Gold noticed immediately and grabbed the clear bottle for Spring. The toilet lid was shut and the vomit was promptly flushed away.

Gold helped Springtrap to his feet and handed him the bottle of mouthwash.

Springtrap felt disgusting. He wanted to drink the entire thing and rinse away the taste of bile in his mouth. The thought of drinking mouthwash made him cringe.

"Are you okay?" Gold asked. Springtrap weakly nodded and began to pour some of the blue liquid into his mouth, swishing it in a desperate attempt to banish the taste of stomach acid.

The mouthwash splattered onto the faucet as Springtrap spat it out. He was still shivering slightly. Why the hell had he froze up? It was just Gold. Springtrap was well aware that the bear would never bring him harm… so… why had he panicked? It wasn't until then that he really noticed the bear's presence beside him. It wasn't that he didn't know Gold was there before but now he was just very aware of it. Gold was rubbing Springtrap's back gently, trying to bring what little comfort he could to the tiny rabbit. Springtrap wiped the mouthwash around his mouth on the back of his hand with another shudder. He wanted to lie down and curl into himself.

He had just thrown up in front of Gold… If there was any chance that the bear had liked him he had surely just ruined it. Springtrap clenched his fist weakly, digging his blunt claws into his palm. Gold hadn't repeated his question; he was waiting for the bunny to calm down.

"I'm… fine. Just … felt sick." Springtrap lied. The two made their way back to the couch slowly and Gold grabbed the blankets off the hallway floor. Springtrap flopped onto his stomach once he reached the couch, then curled up and pulled his knees to his chest with a shiver.

Gold was by his side almost instantly, wrapping him up in a blanket.
Springtrap felt exhausted.

"Don't leave." The rabbit whispered out weakly. Gold sat back down at the end of the couch, pulling his own blanket over his legs with a sigh.

"You know I won't." He assured Springtrap. The sounds of the TV drowned out Spring's soft whimper as tears threatened to slip down his cheeks. Why had he messed this up?

He closed his eyes with a sniffle. His head was pressed against the arm of the couch and his feet were pointed at Gold. The bear couldn't see the rabbit's pitiful face even if he wasn't burrowed halfway in the blanket. The sounds of horrified screams and werewolf howls were the last thing Springtrap heard before he dozed off, curled up with tears running down his face.