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The TV clicks to life from the press of a button as you scooch to the side of it, placing your hands on the side of your switch and pulling the controllers off. Standing up and moving back to the couch and plopping down, you start scrolling through your games.
Animal crossing? Nah, a bit too boring. Breath of the wild? Maybe a bit too confusing. Smash bros? Ok, now we're getting somewhere.
Scrolling for a few more seconds leads mortal Kombat to popping up on your screen. Perfect.
Footsteps to your left and a gruff voice catch your attention as you look over, springy comes trotting happily into the room.
Ok more like walking normally (as normal as a giant old animatronic can walk), but the image of him "trotting happily" makes you snicker
"I don't believe I've said anything funny" he says, sitting down next to you, holding a bag of freshly popped popcorn in between you both.
"Nothin springs, just seeing how domestically cute you are warms my stupid little heart" you say as the game starts up to the loading screen
He huffs and opens up the drawer of the coffee table in front of the couch, grabbing the pro controller before leaning back into the couch.
"Stupid sure is right"
"Hey!" You giggle, grabbing a piece of popcorn and flicking it at him, he swats at it playfully
"You heard me love" he says, scrolling around the character selection screen. "So, what do I do? It's like how it was in the 90's yeah?"
Nodding, you quickly pick robocop, pointing at him and turning to Springtrap.
"Look, it's you!"
He stares at you, an eyebrow quirked up in playful confusion before turning back to the screen and sitting in thought for a moment before choosing the joker.
"And this one is you"
"Why am I the joker?"
His eyes squint in mischief as his ever permanent grin seems to get just a bit more cheeky.
"Because you think you're funny but you're actually just a bloody clown"
You gasp loudly in mock offense, bringing a hand up over your heart as you stare at him in disbelief. time to bring out the big guns.
"a CLOWN?! Why my good sir I could never!! Such a posh and delightful joy such as myself could never be as lowly as a court fool!" You mock a British accent, enunciating each word to give it more flare
At this Springtrap turns and stares at you in silence, sitting there as his eyes bore into you, before he brings a hand up to your head and shoves you backwards into the couch.
An "oomph" sound leaves your mouth as you're pushed backwards into the couch, laughing happily as the game starts up as you swat at his hand, grabbing some popcorn to shove in your mouth with your other.
"Whatever old man, I'm so gonna kick your ass!
"Right, you can't even take on the stairs without tripping and falling"
"You haven't played since what, 93 or 4? This'll be a piece of cake!"
"Cake is for winners dear, which I'm afraid you will not be"
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Demolished. There's no other word for what you were. Absolutely destroyed.
You stare at the screen, your mouth agape as you look back from it to Springtrap, your eyes wide with surprise.
"HOW????"
His eyes narrow as his chuckles, bringing a hand up to your head to ruffle your hair like a child about to be taught a very important lesson.
"Well, it's as you say darling, it sucks to suck, huh?"
You huff and cross your arms, a dramatic pout forming.
"That's not fair you have like a PhD in mechanics and stuff of course you'd be good at games, I want a rematch! But maybe in a different game.." you trail off, looking back up at the screen and closing mortal Kombat, beginning to scroll again before clicking on Tetris.
"Ok here! Whoever gets the highest score in Tetris wins! You'll play first and when you lose I'll go next!"
His grin widens as you click on endless mode and hand him the controller.
"Alright love, but don't cry when I beat you in a bloody landslide"
"Oh you are SO on gramps!"
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A laugh leaves you as your arms shoot up in the air, fists closed in victory
"HA! SUCK IT SPRINGTRAP!"
This time he's the one looking back and forth from the TV to you, clearly confused
"But i- you- how did you even win??" He says, clearly exasperated. "I had this game in the pizzaria, I would play it on all my breaks! There's no way you could've beaten me at it!"
You smirk up at him, grabbing some popcorn and popping it in your mouth and shrugging nonchalantly
"Well what can I say, a Tetris hyperfixation will do that to ya" you giggle out, still celebrating your victory over him
"Ok no no NO! I want a rematch!" He says, crossing his arms and glowering down at you playfully
Ok ok one more rematch, you can totally beat him again!
"But! We are playing pacman. There is positively, without a bloody doubt that you cannot beat me at pacman!"
Ok pacman! You're good at pacman! Not as good as you are at tetric but you're still good!
"And whoever loses has to do whatever the other says for 3 hours!"
"Ok springs that is…oddly specific? But I accept your terms!" You grin, opening up pacman and finishing off the popcorn, flicking the last piece at him again. This time he picks it up and tosses it back at you, hitting you directly on the nose as you let out a small yelp.
Pacman time! Pacmans not hard! You've totally got this! Besides 3 whole hours?? You could mess with him so hard! Oooh maybe you should make him play dress up!
Besides, how hard could he be to beat?
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There's no way. There's literally no way. How did this even happen??
"A tie?!" He practically shouts out, staring at the screen in, as he would say, bloody disbelief
"It seems you are correct there springs" you reply, bringing a hand up and patting him on the shoulder in reassurance. "But hey, we could split the reward. An hour and 30 each? That sounds fair"
He turns to look at you for a second, before huffing and looking away.
"Fine. But your punishment is watching a movie with me that isn't animated for once"
"If you make me do that I'm putting you in a bunny suit"
"Well then I guess we're both losers aren't we love?"