Jeremy pulled a hand through his curly brown hair while having his other hand in his pocket. Gabriel was next to him sipping on something in one of the Fazbear cups with all the characters around it.
"Gabe," Jeremy said. "We should go and look and see if our friends are somewhere here."
Gabriel looked up from his drink. "Huh?"
Jeremy rolled his eyes, but repeated it. "We should go and look to see if our friends are here."
Gabriel nodded. Jeremy smiled and took his friend's hand, practically dragging him across the colorful carpet to thewooden stage, where the purple curtain was shielding the animatronics.
Jeremy and Gabriel scanned the big room for their friends.
Gabriel apparently caught sight of Susie's bright red bow on top of a darker red Foxy plush on a few tables away. He tapped Jeremy and pointed.
"Nice eyes," Jeremy whispered, walking beside him towards the long table with a few party hats littered across it.
"They really put the bow on Foxy?" Gabriel took a sip of the drink still in his hands. "It looks super weird."
"I know." Jeremy looked at the bow on top of the plush's head. "Susie probably put it there, I'm totally betting that."
"How much are you betting?" Gabriel turned to him.
Jeremy sighed. "I'm not really seriously betting anything, it's just—fine. A hundred tickets?"
Gabriel nodded enthusiastically. "If you're wrong, I get the tickets. But If you're right, then you get the tickets."
"That's how betting works."
"Let's shake on this deal!" Gabriel held out a hand, grinning.
"You know something I don't." Jeremy said, but still reached out and shook Gabriel's sweaty hand.
"No, I do not," Gabriel was still grinning at him as he said that. "But if I do know anything, I'll tell you after I win."Jeremy and Gabriel walked over to the arcade games with some coins in their pockets.
"I think I know what you're getting if you win." Jeremy said.
"Yep! Totally gonna get that rad Freddy stuffedh toy."
His friend nodded.
Jeremy chuckled. "I know my best friend so well."
"Yeah, you do know me well!" Gabriel laughed too.
Jeremy and Gabriel ran to one of the arcade games that was thankfully still open and not crowded by little kids. Jeremy pressed a few buttons on it and took out some coins.
"I don't think playing Pac Man will give you tickets,"A little girl's voice sounded behind them.
Gabriel turned around and waved a carmel colored hand at the blonde haired girl. Then he put a finger up to his mouth to tell her to be quiet. He walked over to her.
"Susie, he's trying to focus on his game. Shh."
"Oops. For sure." Susie lifted a hand to her mouth and motioned zipping it shut with her pointer finger.
They watched Jeremy play the game for a few seconds, before Gabriel smiled and tilted his head. "We didn't know where you and Fritz were."
Susie giggled. "Oh, around." She pointed to the table the plush and her bow was on. "Fritz is over there, getting scolded by his mom."
"What? Why's his mom—"
Susie put a finger to his lips to shush him. "Wait. She let him go. Stop talking."
Fritz came walking over nervously. Susie saw he was wearing different pants from when he went into the pizzeria, but she didn't mention anything about them. She just smiled at him.
Gabriel pointed at Jeremy in front of the Pac Man game. "He's rocking that game!"
Jeremy was still staring at the screen, still in the PAC Man world.
Jeremy suddenly banged his fist on the front of the game. "No! I lost!" He shouted, which made some kids turn his way. He flashed a glare back at them.
He turned towards Gabriel. "Well, I tried—" he looked at Susie and Fritz, suddenly relishing they were there. "Susie! Fritz! My homeboy and homegirl!" He stuck out a hand. Susie high-fived it while Fritz jumped up to slap it, and Gabriel put a hand over his eyes.
"Fine. Well, did you do it?" Jeremy demanded, looking at Susie.
"Huh?" She blinked at him, confused.
"Did you put your bow on the fox?" He said.
Susie looked at Fritz, and he blinked at her back. "We—we didn't do anything like that. I just left my bow on the table."
Fritz tilted his head. "I didn't see anyone put a bow on Foxy, either."
Gabriel grinned while Jeremy looked at him angrily. "I knew I shouldn't have made that bet!" He yelled.
"But you did." Gabriel reminded him.
Jeremy shook his head. "Then who put the bow on it?"
Susie shrugged and Fritz waved his hands in the air to try to get their attention.
"Maybe Samantha!" Fritz said, and put his hands down.
"Oh, yeah." Jeremy said. "You have a sister."
Gabriel nudged Jeremy. "Guess you're getting me those tickets." he said.
"Yeah, but shut up." Jeremy groaned, turning away.
Susie grabbed Fritz hands, pulling him toward the stage, where they talked eagerly together, pointing at the animatronics that were now visible on the stage.
Gabriel laughed quietly. "Jeremy—" he turned. Jeremy had gone.
Oh. He's probably winning my tickets. Gabriel thought, grinning happily.
He walked over to Susie and Fritz, where they were still looking at the animatronics.
"Are you a wannabe?" Gabriel popped up behind Fritz, and Fritz jumped.
"What's a wannabe?" He asked, curious.
"A wannabe is someone who wants to be someone else or tries to be someone else." Gabriel said, then touched Fritz ginger hair. Fritz put a hand to his hair and then just put his hand down, his hand slapped against his side. Susie stayed silent.
"Like your orange hair, your red and white shirt, your glasses," Gabriel said, pointing at each thing as he said.
"What about my glasses?"
"Nothing. Forget about it." Gabriel waved a hand.
Susie looked at Fritz. "I think your glasses are cute, Little Foxy!"
"Thanks Susie!" Fritz's voice turned brighter as he looked at her.
Gabriel looked at the table that the plush Foxy was on. It was being held by the bright yellow animatr—mascot Spring Bonnie. The bunny looked at the plush with his unblinking eyes, looked around, and then hugged it. He then put the Foxy stuffed animal down and touched it on the nose with a fluffy finger.
Gabriel tapped Susie and Fritz to show them what he was seeing. He pointed at the mascot.
"Aww!" Susie squealed, and Fritz grinned.
"Let's go say hi!" And on the last word Fritz dashed towards the bunny, swerving around the long tables speedily.
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FanfictionI stopped making this but I did put a lot of effort into it in the summer, so I'm keeping it here. Read it if you wish:] Fritz, a six year old boy loves going to Freddy Fazbear's Pizzeria and playing with his friends there. They all love eating the...