I got suspicious. 

"What are you five doing?" I growl, standing in the kitchen.

Sans was the first to answer. "We were planning to take a drive out somewhere."

I narrow my eyes. "This late?"

Then Glitch walks in the kitchen. "I'm coming with you."

"No the hell you aren't." Spring snapped. 

Error came over to Glitch, said something in a low voice to him, then stepped back. Glitch shook his head. "I'll be fine."

"I just don't want you to get hurt." Error answered. "I love you."

Glitch kissed his cheek. "I love you too. I'll be okay."

Sans rubbed the back of his head. "I, uh, if it isn't any trouble, could you, uh, take care of Namid while I'm gone?"

Error nodded. "Hai, I would love to."

Sans hands over the infant, and Error willingly takes her. He looks up from her, tears bubbling at the corner of his eyes. "I'll take care of her, I promise."

A few minutes later, after I and Spring got dressed, all seven of us were piled into Bill's car, which only had six seats. Someone had to sit on someone else's lap. So I had to be on Spring's lap.

"Bro, your face is red." Sans snickered.

"Sans, I will slap you so hard you fly into the Artic." Spring threatened.

"EVERYONE SHUT UP!" Bill screeched as the car slowed. "We're here."

I gazed out through the window. The car had stopped in front of a massive building. 

Written on the front were the words Fazbear's Fright.

"Okay, now we have to think this through logically..." Bill started to rant about the safest way to get in the building the moment he saw the lock on the door.

While Bill kept up his rant, Spring kicked the door down.

"That's one way to do it." Glitch muttered, stepping over the door. The rest of us quickly followed.

"It's disgusting in here." I mutter, staring at the mold growing on the walls.

"Not as disgusting as some of the hentai we've read." Sammy quietly admitted.

"Don't call us out like that." Sans pulled out his phone and turned the flashlight on.

Spring's staring at the ground in front of him. As though he sees something.

Then he takes off running.

"SPRING!" I chase after him, running into walls and tripping over what I hope wasn't a dead body.

I finally catch up to him. He stands in front of a giant robot bipedal bunny chained up by the wrists. 

I realize something. The bunny's ear was torn in the same exact way Spring's was. They were the same height. Spring's hair color was the same as the bunny's fur. They had the exact same eyes, even, though the bunny's eyes were sealed.

Right in the center of its slimy chest was a glowing green emerald, waiting to be taken.

Spring looks back at me and wraps me up in a hug. "Are you okay?" he asks softly.

"Yeah, are you?" I answer.

He pulls back, staring at the emerald. He reached out to take it.

But before he could, the bunny grabbed his wrist.