If William Afton/ Dave Miller went to jail - [ 𝙉𝙊𝙏 𝘾𝘼𝙉𝙊𝙉! ]

Chapter 1 - Interview

[ Dave's POV ]

I was sat down on a metal chair. Opposite to me was another metal chair. It was probably for the officer that will be questioning me. Behind me was 2 police officers... they didn't do much except from the occasional shuffles. I place elbows on the table infront of me, fidgeting with my hands.

— A few minutes later —

Slowly to the door opens. Who is it? I look up... officer Clay it was... Clay seems to have backup behind him. Clay looks down at me his expression was serious and stiff. I'm going to have to pretend I don't know him, ain't I? I thought. Officer Clay is someone who has interviewed me before... but not as Dave, no. It was back when my name was "William Afton" meaning the last time I saw him was back in 1985.

[ Clay's POV ]

Slowly I slide the chair backward so I can sit down. The 2 other officers behind me, Officer Dunn and Officer Ades, stood behind me. "So, Dave. I'll be asking you a couple of question's." I lay my evidence folder and notes on the table before taking a seat. This time I'm not letting him go until this is solved. I open my folder and start flicking through the pages. Gently, I take out a old photo of William and Henry.

The photo :

Placing my finger on the photo I slide it over to Dave, who was opposite to me on the table, so he can have a look.

[ Dave's/ William's POV ]

I don't look at the photo. Instead I continue to look downwards. Clay takes a deep breath it was almost a sigh "Take a look" he demands, leaning inwards slighty to take a glimpse of the photo once again.
Before I look I let out a sigh. I look at the photo... My eyes widen slightly... me and Henry?... How did he find this?! Delicately I pick up the photo of past me with Henry to get a better look. I stare deeply at the image. Frowning, I place the photo back down.

"I don't know who those men are." I lie. Crossing my arms I lean backwards in my chair. This son of a bitch. I wish he would just give up I zoned out for a bit until Clay started speaking again.

"Hm. Their names are William Afton and Henry Emily" Clay pauses... "Ring any bells?" I shake my head, trying to act fool. Clay let's out another sigh before asking me anymore questions. "Seen them in any news papers?" Clay asks. Once again I shake my head.

"I'm not into that stuff." I look up at him. A sadistic smile appears slighty across my face. I'm not going to let the truth out... never. "So... is this all that you are going to do? Ask me shitty questions?" After interlocking my hands together I lay my chin on top of them.

Clay tries to be clever, "Is that a problem? I mean.. you shouldn't be hiding anything?" He shrugs. The smile that was once on my face disappeared. I lean forwards.

"There isn't anything. There is no reason why I should be he-" Clay quickly cuts me off "Dave, we have heard of the reports."

I shake my head and chuckle slighty "Lies. I have done no harm." As I say this Clay starts to flick through his folder again. He takes out a picture of me, as Dave and a picture of me as William... Clay places them infront of me.

I chuckle again "You think I'm him?" Raising a eyebrow I place my hands on table. Clay doesn't say anything instead he just looks at the photos.

[ Clay's POV ]

I don't say anything for a while instead I think. He's trying to play fool. We know it's him... we all do. Slowly, I nod... "Maybe."

I look up at Dave before speaking again "Y'know... you 2 have a lot of similarities." Dave doesn't seem impressed with my idea, he stares back at me with a 'pissed off' expression.

"People have witnessed you in the Spring Bonnie suit..." Looking back down at the pictures I continue speaking "William was also witnessed in the same suit when the incident's happened."

Dave speaks once again "I'm not him! Neither I was the cause of the Incident's." My eyes widen. So he knows about the incident's... but has never heard the name "William Afton."

"I mean I'm not trying to say William WAS the cause of the incident's... but may I ask." Once again I look at Dave Miller. "How do you know about the Incident's?" Dave messed up there, didn't he? I thought. I lean forwards waiting for a answer. Dave doesn't say anything... he seems to be thinking.

[ I'll make a part 2 soon! 🙀 ]