FNaF One-Shots (REMAKE!!!!)

|-The Valentine's Tradition-| 💗Late Valentines Special💗

||-February 14th, 1949 -- 3:35 PM-||

          Roselle, William, and Henry sat in the park,  sharing a box of chocolates between the three of them. Ava sat a few feet away, monitoring the children, a camera beside her as she was snapping a few pictures. Rose was picking the small flowers in the grass while William and Henry took the rest of the chocolates, giggling and feeding them to each other, Will's pet bunny curled up in his lap.  Rose looked at her two best friends, before getting up and wandering over to the flower field, finding a white flower, picking it, and running back to show the boys. 

      She ran over with  the flower, "Look!"  She exclaimed, waving the flower in their faces. William took the flower, "Mhm...very pretty..."  He looked over the flower, before tapping Henry on the shoulder and handing him the flower. The blonde stared at the flower for a moment, before adjusting his glasses, "Thanks..." He looked at the flower and then up at his two best friends. Roselle smiled, "It's from the two of us" She giggled. Henry admired the flower, a soft smile on his face as he got up and hugged William, both their faces flushed red.

         Roselle stood off to the side, she was always left out when it came to those two. They were always hugging and laughing and she'd just be there, but she was fine with it,  if they were happy,  she was too. William and Henry turned to Rose, pulling her into the hug, Ava softly smiling as she took a picture. The three children all giggled as they fell on the grass, Will's pet bunny hopping over and sitting on the brunette's stomach,  looking at him. Henry smiled, petting the bunny, "I have an idea! We should come back here every Valentine's Day!" He clapped his hands.  

     Rose and William nodded, before falling back onto the grass, staring up into the clouds as the three children held hands and softly giggled. 

||-February 14th, 1957 -- 2:58 PM-||

        William and Henry sat in the small flower field, Roselle sitting a few feet away, messing with a flower, she stared at her best friends, pulling out her book, "You two are acting like you're the ones getting married in two years-"  She said, flipping the page. William's look darkened, "You think I want to get married to you?" He asked, pulling Henry closer. Roselle rolled her eyes, "I don't want to marry you either- pretty sure if you had the choice you'd marry your boyfriend-" She rolled her eyes. William took a small puff of his cigar, "If you had a choice you'd try and marry my sister, even though she's 6 years older than you-" He said. Henry coughed from the smoke, waving it away from his face. William quickly put out his cigar, "Sorry doll," He patted Henry's head. Roselle fake gagged, "Ew PDA,'" She stuck her tongue out. Henry and William stared up at the clouds, "We've come to this exact spot, every Valentine's Day since we were kids..." The blonde mumbled. 

      Roselle turned, "You think we'll still be sitting here when we're grown-ups?" She asked, fixing her dress. Henry shrugged, "You think if we ever have kids in the future we'll bring them here...?" He asked. William gagged, "I never want children-" He said, lying back on the grass. Roselle shrugged, "You never know what the future holds-" She said. The older boy scoffed, "All I know is that in the future I'm gonna run my own company and be a billionaire." He said, his tone not joking at all. Rose smirked, "Yeah sure, and I'm gonna be free from my psychopath mother-" She smiled. Henry messed with his silver ring that matched William's, "I don't really know what I wanna do after I graduate...-" He shrugged. William hummed, "You could run my company with me, we'll both be successful." He smirked. 

     Henry shrugged, "I dunno Will...that's your dream..." He said. William smiled, wrapping an arm around Henry, pressing a kiss to his cheek, "It can be our dream darling" He turned the blonde's head to face him. Roselle smiled, seeing the perfect opportunity, and grabbed a Casablanca lily, handing the white flower to William, before he eventually handed it to Henry, and pressed a quick kiss to his lips. Henry turned red, trying to cover his face. "That's not part of the flower exchange Will-" Roselle said, narrowing her eyes, William just chuckling, "It is noww" He sang, kissing Henry's cheek again. Roselle sighed and lied down in the grass, Henry and William lying down as well, the three teens staring up into the clouds.