You were laying on your bed, trying to sleep but you couldn't. You were worried about Spring and couldn't stop moving. It was raining now and usually the rain was soothing to you but Spring was still out there somewhere. You got up and put your coat on and got an umbrella and flashlight. You stepped outside and the cold hit you instantly. You shivered and stepped out more looking for the torn rabbit. "Spring! Please!" You called. You were about to go back im when you saw two white lights to your left. You turned to see better and there he was, on the ground up against a tree shivering. "Springtrap!" he looked up. "(վ-վ/ղ?) he said shaking "oh my god! Come on. Let's go in."he looked at you with pain in his eyes and straightened his posture reviling a bullet hole in his stomach. You covered your mouth. "can you stand?" he nodded and tried to stand with shaking legs. You let him use you to keep his balance. "it's okay, we're not far from my house. " a few minutes later, you opened the door to your house and sat him down on your couch. He winced at the pain and you googled 'how to remove a bullet' you knew your should call a doctor but they might just freak out. You needed tweezers and a towel and restraints were recommended if doing to other person. "restraints... " The company gave you handcuffs since you were a night guard. You went to your room and grabbed the handcuffs from your dresser. You walked up to Spring "hey buddy.. Um... I have to cuff you to my bed... " You blushed at how sexual that sounded "not like that! Because of the-" "վҽɑհ í Ƙղօա.. " he said also blushing slightly. You can walked him to your room and sat him down on your bed. You placed trash bag over your sheets to keep the clean. He lay down on his back and you cuffed him to your headboard. You stuffed a towel in his mouth to keep him quiet. You sat on his legs so he didn't kick and you grabbed the tweezers and tried to open the wound a little bit more. He flinched at the pain. "I'm sorry... " he nodded. You stuck the tweezers in the wound and tried to locate thy bullet. He was pulling on the handcuffs and breathing heavy. You felt metal hit metal and saw the bullet. You tried to grab it with the tweezers but it slipped out. You went to grab it again. Springtrap was clearly trying to not cry and you felt bad for him. You managed to grab the bullet and pull it out. "I got it!" he sighed in relief and relaxed. You put the bullet on a tissue and put it in the garbage. Uncuffing him, he pressed his nose against your arm. You took off the trash bags and lay down next to him and wrapped the covers around the two of you. He snuggled close to you, asking to be held. You wrapped your arm around him and both of you fell asleep.
