I AM CRINGE AND I AM LOOSE

You sat in the drivers seat of your car, leaning back against it as you were catching your breath. In the seat beside you, the rabbit sat.

Past him, looking through the window, the aftermath of the fire could easily be seen. The attraction going up in flames... hadn’t been surprising.

Now, you weren’t sure at the moment as to how it happened yet, but you did have a couple of guesses.

The faulty wiring—something that everyone had been aware of from the start—was quite a major guess. You always heard at least one person talking about it.

In all honestly, you were surprised that it had taken this long for a fire to finally occur—especially one this bad, considering the state of the building.

Looking away from the remains of the building, you looked back at Springtrap. His head was down, and his eyes were shut. He hadn’t been saying much.

-

As you ran as fast as you could, nearly tripping a couple of times, you had one mission: find Springtrap. He had to be here, right?

You were much more focused on your task of finding the rabbit, but you still recognized that you were the only person at the attraction.

Had nobody else witnessed the fire? It hadn’t happened too long ago—it obviously happened tonight. You were only here because you were planning to visit the rabbit.

The place was originally supposed to open in a couple of days. Now... you had a feeling that that definitely wouldn’t happen.

You kept running. Where was he? Had he managed to leave? Was he somewhere near, and just couldn’t hear you? Maybe-

“Raven?” A familiar voice stopped you in your tracks momentarily. The voice almost sounded a little dazed. He was here.

You looked around further, and...

Up ahead, you could finally see the rabbit... part of him, at least. His head and one of his arms was sticking out—the rest of him seemed to be trapped beneath the rubble.

You began moving again—your legs moving as fast as you could. Within a couple of seconds, you were able to reach the rabbit’s side.

Without wasting any time, the process of moving everything off of him began. You needed to get him out from there.

-

For a moment, you stared down at the floor of your car. It was where you’d chosen to place his other arm... it seemed he’d lost it during the fire. Maybe you could fix that?

Other than the loss of his arm, the old rabbit looked as fine as he had since he’d first been discovered in the boarded up room.

You started your car up again. You were going to take Springtrap home with you.

A hand lifted up from your side, as you were about to grab hold of the wheel, when it was grabbed by one of Springtrap’s.

You turned, and met his eyes.

“Raven,” He spoke, voice surprisingly gentle, “Thank you.”

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you had half of a mind to run from the monster in front of you, but something kept you rooted as he inched closer. Maybe it was the fact that you were sitting in your chair, or that the entrance was behind it, or maybe the mold got to you, but you knew it wasn’t any of that. You’ve seen glimpses of him on your cams, but up front, he was much more terrifying. Especially with those half-lidded eyes and grin.