FNAF oneshot: Coma
Alright guys, I know it's been a while since I released anything. Life's just been rather rough for me lately. I no longer live with my parents, so that's that. I'll write whenever I have ideas, but I can't guarantee that that will be often. Anyways, enjoy this latest oneshot from me to you.
Shab sighed happily as the cool night air flew quickly through his car window while he drove down the empty, bare road. It was a beautiful night. Stars were shining brightly up above, making shapes that people had told legends about for centuries. Most people would call him crazy for driving with the window down, but it was one of his few, perfect reprieves from daily life. He loved the feeling of that cool, crisp air running through his fur, brushing over his long ears like nothing else mattered. He rolled up the window as he actually started to get cold. Well, that was enough 'being unique' for tonight. He'd better get to Red's, there was a party to attend. He saw a pair of headlights coming up on the road, and blushed a little bit, glad he'd closed his window so someone hadn't seen him doing something as stupid as driving at night with the window down. Then it began to get strange. The headlights swerved, coming into his lane. Oh god, a drunk. This should be fun. The rabbit slowed down, but the other driver just sped up. Was this guy crazy? He didn't seem drunk. Then, in those last few moments, he got a good look at the other car. There didn't appear to be a driver at first, but then the crash happened, and Shab went flying through the windshield. He caught a glimpse of two tiny paws holding onto the steering wheel for dear life before everything went black.
Freddy entered the hospital room nervously, glancing around at the peach colored walls with a cheesy flower pattern on them. His nose wrinkled every time he sniffed, still getting used to that strange sterile smell that hospitals always seemed to have. He stood there in the doorway for a moment, dressed in a large brown shirt to match his fur as well as some strange orange pants. They were the nicest he had in his wardrobe. He continued to remain there, shifting from foot to foot indecisively. He eventually walked in though, his feet making soft sounds on the white tile speckled with little black dots. He'd never been a loud person. Far from it in fact. He sat down, still silent as midnight, and sighed deeply before looking up at the short black rabbit in the hospital bed. The car crash had left Shab deep in a coma, induced both from the knocks to the head he'd received and the massive amount of blood he'd lost. The poor little guy looked so broken, his form almost completely covered in bandages that would need to be changed soon as the blood was starting to show through. They had him hooked up to an IV which gave him blood and painkillers, but Freddy didn't know if it would be enough, Shab just looked so damaged. The bear continued to stare, tears welling up in his eyes. That was his best friend lying there, and no one knew if he would ever wake up. The poor bear started to sob, quietly at first, but soon he had his face buried in his hands. He was so scared, and he blamed himself for letting the rabbit drive to the party alone that night. After a while he couldn't take it anymore, and he ran out of the room crying.
Spring walked into the room, his face devoid of expression. He'd gotten very good at hiding his emotions over the years. So good, now, that it was second nature for him to just look like he didn't care. Inside though, he was being torn up. He didn't know Shab all too well, no one did. The little black rabbit was rather reclusive, and while he loved to hang out with his friends, he rarely spoke unless spoken too. He sat down in the chair, a cliche bouquet of flowers in his hand. It crinkled a bit as he let his arm relax in his lap. Spring felt so stupid, standing there, feeling sorry for this person he'd never met before. He sighed, and just sat there. What did people do here? Why should he care? Spring scoffed at the injured rabbit in the bed, and tossed the flowers on his body before just leaving.
Shab drifted in and out of sleep, feeling as if he was adrift on the edge of consciousness. He could hear voices, faint, but they were there. It all started with a big crashing sound. He remembered that much. Now the voices grew a bit louder. Shab could hear, but he couldn't open his eyes. He couldn't move. His whole body ached, and it felt as though he was warm up to his shoulders. Where was he, and why was someone crying? It sounded like Freddy. Was- was he dead? Suddenly Freddy was gone. Where was he? Shab tried with all his will to call out to his bear friend, but he just couldn't muster the strength. Next there was another person in the room. Shab couldn't tell who it was, but from the weight of their footsteps they were either rather tall or very overweight. Now there was a weight on his chest, and someone had scoffed. Whoever had done this must not like him very much. What on Earth was going on? He was so confused. But now he felt tired. Perhaps he should just rest a while....
Spring came in the next day and sat down with a huff. He had nothing better to do. This was so stupid though, he shouldn't even be here. And it felt weird. Who knew when this guy would wake up, and how awkward it would be if he woke up while Spring was there. The rabbit sighed, holding his hands in his lap, and he started to speak. "Freddy's very worried about you, you know." he said into the quiet air, disrupting only the beeping and whirring of various machines that Shab had been hooked up to. He didn't know why he was talking, it just felt like the thing to do. "You were in an accident. A kid took his parents car for a spin, and ended up running into you on the highway. He's in the next room over but....." Spring trailed off, letting the relative silence of the hospital fill the room once more. "I'm just gonna... go...." with that he stood up and left again.
Shab had heard it all, though it absolutely destroyed him that he couldn't move, couldn't even twitch a finger. Would he be stuck this way forever? Where was Freddy right now? So many questions buzzed through the rabbit's mind, but the most important one kept coming up over and over again: who was that? Shab had never heard that voice before, at least he thought he hadn't. He struggled to sleep again. Perhaps it would be over before he knew it.
It had been weeks, and Spring had kept coming back every day, over and over again. Neither knew why he did this, he just did. And every day he talked. It was rather therapeutic actually, a way to let all his frustration out. Eventually Shab stopped trying to speak, and settled for listening instead. God, they were a lot alike. Both were what one would call social outcasts, neither had much to do during everyday life. It was kind of freaky.
One day, Spring came in, and sat down as per usual. He was sobbing though, and this worried Shab greatly, though he couldn't do anything but wait for the other rabbit to begin. "F-Freddy tried to hang himself yesterday." Spring was barely able to get the words out before he burst into sobs again. "T-the kid didn't make it either. H-he died l-l-last night." the tall rabbit was absolutely shaking from his sobs. He took Shab's hand, much to the surprise of both. "Please... wake up... please...." though Shab just couldn't, and Spring left in tears.
A short time later though, a familiar bear walked into the room. He sat by Shab's bedside, silent for a long while before he spoke. "Can you hear me? I don't know if you can hear me... I'm sorry..." he fell silent again after that, and Shab drifted into sleep once more. He woke up to find Spring holding his hand again. That was the final straw, Shab wasn't going to just lie here and let his friends go through hell. He pushed with all of his might, and managed to give Spring's hand one feeble squeeze. It felt like being released from prison. He could move his hand at least now. Spring nearly jumped out of his skin as he felt that small squeeze on his hand. He immediately ran for a nurse.
It was a very long time before Shab woke up, but he eventually managed to open his eyes, much to the joy and relief of Spring, who was the only one there (other than the nurse) to witness the event. Then something rather strange happened, Spring leaned in closer, and Shab leaned in the rest of the way, their lips meeting in a tender kiss. It felt weird, but why not just roll with it eh? Not like they had anyone else in their lives.
Welp, that's the end of this oneshot. I know I left you hanging, some would say I'm the greatest tease alive~ Either way, I hope you enjoyed it!