My Best Friend is Dating My Crush(Fangle)(Book 1)GETTING REWRITTEN

The Introduction

My name is Springtrap Turners. I am a dark greenish-yellow rabbit, and due to an accident in my past, my right ear was cut in half and I have a lot of scars. I have grayish-green eyes, but for some reason that the doctors never figured out, they can either lose the green tint and just be gray, or lose the gray and just be green. I was bullied a lot for it. One day after school however, that all changed.

But before I get into all of that, let me tell you how it all came to happen...

I woke up to my alarm, which I set to sound like a fire alarm, no idea why. I tried to ignore the alarm but I couldn't. Eventually, I smashed the button to turn it off and read the time. 6:15. I got up out of bed, groaning and tired as hell. I hate school, I thought as I stretched. Regardless, I must go. I hopped in the shower before heading downstairs to eat breakfast. As I walked down, I noticed the light was on in my little brother's room. Odd... I went to investigate. As I walked over, I heard him trying to silently rage over something. I figured he was just playing some game, but I wasn't gonna just leave him awake without a bit of a scare...

I've always been skinny and small enough to fit in the vents my whole life. I mean, yeah the vents in our house are pretty big, but only me and my brother could fit in them. I always made sure they were clean though, especially for pranks like this. I pulled my screwdriver out of my pocket, where I always have it, and silently removed the vent cover. As I crawled through them, I thought about the new kid that was supposed to be at school today. I better talk to him before anyone else does. Maybe, just maybe, I could finally have a friend. I finally got to Plushtrap's room, where, sure enough, he was playing some online game I didn't recognize. Plushtrap is pretty much just a smaller me, except he has less scars, and both of his ears are whole. He's also a lighter shade of green than me. I waited until he left the room to go to the bathroom to get out of the vent. I dashed under his bed, where I saw some stuff that someone his age did NOT need to have. 

Once he returned, I rolled a ball that was under his bed and knocked over his trashcan. He looked a little spooked, but decided to ignore it. Big mistake... I snuck out from under the bed, making sure I wasn't seen.I creeped towards Plush's chair, and when I got there, I grabbed his shoulders and shouted at him. "RAAAHHHHH!" Plush got so scared he fell out of his gaming chair. I fell to the floor, laughing so hard my gut hurt.

"Spring, that wasn't funny!" He yelled at me after getting over his shock. "You say that, but you shoulda seen your face!" I chuckled, wiping a tear. Plush punched me lightly in the shoulder, then seemed to realize that I had caught him playing games.

"Listen, I know Dad said no games until after school, but a new update came out and I couldn't help it! Please don't tell him!" Plush fell to his knees, begging me. "Depends, what's in it for me?" I asked him, pretending to think about it.

"I'll do your chores for a week! I'll even do your homework!" He begged. "Chores, yes. Homework, no. You're not smart enough for my level of homework. You're only in 8th grade," I told him, patting him on the head.

"That's only 2 grades less than you! Besides, I'm plenty smart!" Plush exclaimed, seemingly offended.

I snorted. "I find that hard to believe. You couldn't even tell Dad how to microwave his Mac-n-Cheese cups if your life depended on it." I walked out before he argued more. As I closed the door behind me, I told him, "By the way, I wasn't going to tell Dad anyways, but I still expect those chores!"

I heard him groan while I hurried downstairs. That prank took up a lot of time, so I grabbed a Pop Tart and ran out the door.

Hello everyone! Don't be afraid to tell me anything wrong with the story so far, I need to know so I can fix it! Also, if anyone has an OC they would like in the story, put them down in the comments below. Here are the requirements.

Name:Animal:Age:Gender/Pronouns:Appearance:Preferred weapons:Who they are related to(OPTIONAL, CANNOT BE SPRINGTRAP):Friend or Enemy:Personality:

Anyways, thanks for reading, this is Foxy, powering off!