Guess who's back again! :D Ey, I'm finally writing this again! Yay!

Springtrap was in the hospital with severe allergic reactions. How do I know? I have my ways(By calling Sans and asking about Springy). 

I sat by his bedside, holding his hand. He did not look good at all. His lips were swollen, his pulse weak, accompanied by loud breathing and coughing. He's allergic to salt? He never told me.

"*Cough* G-goldie?" His voice was hoarse.

"How do you feel?" I ask.

"Like death" he groans, rubbing his swollen forehead. "I knew I was allergic. My mom knows I'm allergic. But she keeps salt in the house anyway."

"Why didn't you tell me?" I ask.

"Pretty sure I did."

"No, you didn't."

He makes a pouty face. "Yes I did."

"Shut up" I whisper, leaning in to kiss him. Right as our lips touched, there was an angry yell.

"SPRINGTRAP GAIA AFTON!!!!!"

I nearly fly backwards and out of my seat next to him. His mom stood there, hands on her hips, glaring at Springtrap.

"Why didn't you tell me, Springtrap? I could've..."she progresses to list off the embarrassing things she would have told him had he told her.

"Mom!" he finally explodes. "He and I have been dating for months! The only thing I'd ever try with him is a pillow fight! So you can calm down!"

I blush. He actually thought of trying something with me...?

His mom sighs. "Fine."

"So when am I leaving?"

"The doctor said hopefully tomorrow."

He threw his hands up, "Goddammit!"

"Springtrap Gaia!" His mom snapped.

"Sorry Mom."

His mom leaves in a huff. As soon as she vanishes, I scoot closer and nuzzle against him. 

"I'm sorry about that, Goldie." he whispers. "I shouldn't have done such a dumbass thing like keeping salt when I'm allergic."

"It wasn't your fault, Springy." I answer.  I kiss him again, then leave. He needs time on his own to heal right.