Springtrapped

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The next day Freddy woke Springtrap up and said, "Hey, cuz. Time to get your butt handed to you on a silver platter."
Springtrap's eyes widened and he had tears of fear in them. "Please don't make me do this."
Freddy frowned at him and said, "Sorry. This is the game. If I could I would change it but I can't rewrite the rules."
Springtrap took a shaky breath and stood up. "Ok, but if they put me in chains then I am so getting you back for this."
Freddy suddenly looked worried. "Didn't think of that."
Springtrap stood up and stuck his tongue out at the first member of staff that he saw. He was choked for a moment before being thrown to the floor by the neck. He whimpered and the man left. Freddy knelt down beside him and GFred appeared behind them.
"What happened here?" He said. He knelt down beside them and tenderly touched Springtrap's neck.
"Erm..." Said Freddy and he rubbed his neck.
Springtrap tried to speak but all that came out was a squeak. He then jerked his head towards Freddy, winced, and then stuck his tongue out. Golden Freddy instantly knew what had happened.
"Really Fazbear?"
Freddy bit his lip and blushed, "Sorry?"
GFred rolled his eyes and picked up his brother. "I'm taking him back and fixing him up before you have another fun idea to get us killed. Or worse, attacked."
GFred disappeared carrying Springtrap and Freddy said, "He needs to sort out his priorities."

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