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Fathers Day Special!!

William groaned at his tax papers. He was sitting at his desk in his bedroom that half served as his office. He leaned back in his wheeled office seat, rubbing his eyes, exhausted. He just wanted to go to bed. 

The seat squeaked loudly as he spun it around to face the bed. Taxes could wait, he wanted to collapse. Tomorrow was Father's Day. He would have to call his father,. That shouldn't have been a problem. Except that he hadn't spoken to his dad since Clara had died seven months ago. In 1979. It was 1980 now. William had to forget about it. But he couldn't. His father likely hadn't gotten the news that Clara had died yet. His father would probably ask how the wife and kids were...

And William would probably break down crying at her mention after being completely fine before. It wouldn't be fun breaking the news to him. After all, he did often like Clara more than William and his siblings. But, that was fine. William didn't need his father's validation to feel happy, fulfilled, and loved. Neither did his siblings.

William got up and collapsed on his bed. He had already changed and brushed his teeth. The taxes could wait. Tomorrow would be his time to take care of the paperwork. For then, all he wanted to do was sleep, and sleep he did.

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The next day at Fredbear's William was at his work desk doing the diner's bills. He was wearing a suit and purple tie- his usual attire- and his fluffy chestnut hair was as well kept as he could keep it, which wasn't very neat or tidy. A knock came from the door. "Who is it?"

"It's Henry. I've got a new employee with me, Will."

William momentarily scowled to himself. He was busy, he couldn't possibly take care of a new employee AND file the diners' bills. Before responding he regained his composure and calm demeanor. "You can come in, Hen."

Henry with his shaggy dirty blond hair, which rectangular black rimmed glasses, warm brown eyes, and iconic tweed jacket walk in with a boy. The boy looked to be nineteen, six years older than his oldest who was twelve, with eyes with a brown and warmth that could only be compared to a welcome cup of cocoa on a cold winter day. The boy had dark blond almost brown hair which was pretty long but nothing drastic. William guessed the boy had already been hired since he was already wearing the company uniform. William guessed he was either gonna be a waiter or work in the kitchen since he was wearing an apron too. The boy was holding a tall can of sparkling water.

Henry was only five feet and nine inches (175ish centimeters) tall, which was pretty short to William's just over six feet (180 centimeters). The boy stood just shy of William's standing height. 

"So we need to get the new employee accustomed to our contract, terms of service, company, future plans, company history, other employees, butter, toast, glasses, rules, walls, favorite foods, customer database, Julie's mom's cousin's ex husband's ex girlfriend's dog's grandmother's uncle's monkey's vet's dad's phone fixer's contractor's ex boyfriend's bestfriend's favorite sandwich place's history book..." He went on for four hours straight and kept going all the way to workdays, which was eight hundred different things later. "...workdays, and time schedules." 

William had tuned Henry out an hour or two ago and was finished the bills and his home taxes during the time Henry was talking. By the time Henry finally stopped listing the stuff, the employee was slumped against the wall listening to his walkman and was drinking his thirtieth can of sparkling water. They guy had a serious addiction.