Fnia: Brothers In Arms (read desc.)

Mourning Beach

Trevor and Travis drove down the road, thinking about their night. How was it possible? What would have happened to Trevor if Travis wasn't there? Who were the five other animatronics? Many questions, no answers. But out of all the questions they had, one really stuck out to Travis.

Travis: Hey, Trevor?
Trevor: Hm?
Travis: How the hell did you stay so calm when you found out the robots were alive? I mean, you would have stayed frozen, looking like you were contemplating life. How'd you keep it together?
Trevor: Hmm... I guess it was because one of them tried to stop the other one. I probably saw some good in Fredderina, and believed there were good in Bonnie, too.
Travis: Right... good.
Trevor: Are you still mad about... the chase?
Travis: Of course I fucking am! My twin, the only family member I've got with me after Dad kicked us out of the house, was being chased down by a robot with FUCKING ANGER ISSUES!
Trevor (mumble): If you wanna talk about anger issues...
Travis: What was that?
Trevor: N-nothing. I just think they're all probably nice.
Travis: Yea, now wait until you get too comfortable around them. You get your dick ripped off for sure.
Trevor: I-I'm not the one who'd even DO that, and you know that! You'd be the one to get their dick ripped off.

They both drove in silence, a little aggravated. After a while, they both began to feel bad.

Trevor: Hey, Travis? You wanna hang out at the beach?
Travis: Are you fucking kidding me? The beach is all the way back to the dock, and that's where... work is.
Trevor: Come on, we don't even have to LOOK at the Pizza Palace. Please?

Travis thought for a moment. Quickly, Trevor got an idea.

Trevor: You may find a shark?
Travis:
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Fucking god damn it.

Travis began to look for a place to turn the car around, while Trevor tried to keep himself from giggling in excitement. Trevor had won. After around half an hour, they ended up at the beach. Trevor looked at the Pizza Palace, and could see through the window all of the children having the time of their short lives.

Travis: Damn it. Now if I don't get to pet a shark I'm going to be mad.
Trevor: Let's hope you don't find a dolphin at least.
Travis: FUCK OFF, TREVOR!!! Dolphins can kiss my ass. I don't care WHAT thirty year old moms say on Facebook, dolphins are fucked up demons of the ocean and you can't change my god damn mind about it!

Trevor began to laugh hard. Slowly, Travis began to chuckle, then his chuckling slowly turned to laughing, then he began laughing like Trevor was.

Bonnie played with some of the children at the Pizza Palace, and quickly noticed something out the window. She saw Travis shouting about something, only making out one word: dolphins. She then saw how Trevor began to laugh, and soon Travis laughed just like him. Bonnie began to feel bad, but tried to shake it off.

Fredderina: What's going on, Bonnie? Another drunk fight?
Bonnie: No, but they're just as annoying as a couple of drunks.
Fredderina: Wait, that's Trevor and Travis. Do you think they wanted to go swim at the beach?
Chica: Can we swim at the beach?
Bonnie: Chica, if you got water in you, you'd short circuit instantly. Although the short part you already have.
Chica: Is it bad I'm a... what do people call it... "shortstack"?
Bonnie: Oh no, that's not bad if you're just looking for a pervert to snatch you up.
Fredderina: Now, Bonnie, stop! Can't you see those two are only here to get some money. They'll end up homeless if they didn't work here. Fact is they DO work here, and you better get used to it.
Bonnie (thinking): But what if I can... tempt fate?

Trevor and Travis sat in the sand, watching the sun rise from the ocean.

Trevor: Damn... this view never gets old, huh?
Travis: Not since we were born.

Travis quickly ran to the car, grabbed something from the trunk, and ran back with six beer bottles.

Trevor: Travis, you're the one driving.
Travis: These are actually for you.
Trevor: What... why?
Travis: Because you were able to make friends with one of the robots, and maybe even have Bonnie apologize. I don't know if she meant it, but-
Trevor: Wait... did you just say her actual name?
Travis: I was pissed off at the time. I guess I really DID go too far.
Trevor (mockingly): "is it your time of the month"
Travis: Haha, that was a pretty dickish thing to say, huh?

Trevor looked at the beer bottles.

Trevor: Isn't there no drinking aloud here?
Travis: Dude, our uncle is the chief cop. He DID say that we can drink here if no one else is around and we clean up after ourselves.

Trevor looked at the bottle, and began to chug it.

Travis: Yea! Chug, chug, chug, chug, chug, chug!

Trevor took the bottle out of his mouth, and dug the bottom into the sand. Travis began laughing and cheering. Trevor began to laugh as well.

Trevor: I don't really like the fact I'm drinking at seventeen years old... but... I think we deserve it a little bit. Especially after THAT hell.
Travis: More like MY hell.

They both leaned against each other, continuing to watch the sun rise.