"Ooo yeah, can ya' please stay!" She exclaimed as she glanced up to her brother before going back to Virgil.
Virgil smiled and nodded, "Yeah, I'll stay."
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By the time dinner was over, Virgil had gotten to know his niece and nephew very well. Bella was a very charismatic kid, and seem to find fun in all of the little things in life. Her older brother on the other hand, was much more quiet and reserved, but it was clear he loved his little sister a lot.
Not long after dinner they had figured out that the last person to see the boys' mother was Bella and Jeffrey's mother. Not wanting to bother the kid's father, they decided to ask the kids.
"Kids, you guys wouldn't have happen to have overheard your father talking about your grandmother on you mom's side have you?" Michael asked, entering the living room.
"No, papa doesn't really talk about mama anymore." Bella mumbled not taking her attention away from the TV.
"No he does not, he just misses her."
"Ah huh, bu-but I heard him and mama talking about some dancing robot when I was itty-bitty."
"Thanks kiddo." Henry said as he gave the now looking at him kids, a smile.
Henry and Michael walked back into the kitchen, finding Virgil leaning on the island. "We think mom might be at the sister location."
"And which location is that?"
"Circus Baby's Pizza World." Michael said as he brushed some hair from his face.
"Didn't that burn down?"
"That was the main building, the basement is still intact," Henry gave a small smile as he remembered the incident, "And most of the animatronics were rebuilt with the available parts and stuffed back down there."
"You're kidding."
"No, and you can thank your brother for that."
"Why? Why would you do that?! They killed you?!"
"That was their AI, the souls deserve to not be stranded."
"You're too forgiving Michael."
"I get it from mom."
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Virgil had been on chosen to go into that basement of Circus Baby's, with Michael still having an undoubtedly large amount of trauma from his time working there and Henry most likely not being able to fit into the vents. Plus Virgil had insisted that he'd be comfortable there once.
Michael had powered on the electricity, allowing the elevator to be used for the first time in decades. Upon reaching the bottom, Virgil crawled through a vent that lead to the control room. When he made it to the other side, Vigil pulled his phone from his jeans and switched on his flashlight. He scanned the room with the flashlight to find all the lights and screens broken.
He finally brought his flashlight to the vent on the left that lead to Ballora's room. Virgil moved towards the vent and bent down, flashing his light through the small opening. After he had assured his self that it was safe, he pulled himself through the opening and quickly pushed himself back up once on the opposing side.
He found the room had been lit with candles and he could see that on the stage, stood Ballora. Virgil moved towards her, carefully not to get too close, than he finally spoke, "Mom? Clara?"
That was when Ballora powered on, and two voices sounded, "Hello Virgil. My Dearest, is that you?"
"Yeah mum, it's Virgil. Hey, do you both mind powering down so I can take you off your track and take you to the surface?"
"Go right ahead. That would be delightful dear." That was then followed by what was only known as the sound of Ballora powering down into deep-sleep mode.
A smile showed up on Virgil's face as he pulled Ballora from her tracks and did his best to carry her to the vent.
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Mr. Virgil Afton
Fanfictionbook one of one - a sander sides story •~•~•~• The death of Virgil Afton, the first son of William Afton and Lora Jackson, was the most devastating of all. It destroyed the family, although, the family had be destroyed from the moment his mother lef...