CC POV:
CC searched many stores and bars for trace of the William Afton. No such luck. He almost lost the hope, until he reached a nice hotel. He needs to stay for a few nights and continue to search for man.
The hotel inside is covered with nice peach-like walls that go up to a diamond chandelier. He booked a room No.2 which cost him 120$. Well, at least that. CC take all his things out from a keepsake. Clothes, money and oh gun. CC grabbed the gun like it was his piece of life. He loved the feeling that gun has brought upon him. Like he was a God on the street.
CC carefully laid the gun on the table. He kept unpacking, his hand reached something soft and fluffy. He realized it. It is his Freadbear plush who he lost a while ago. He took it out, gazing at it. The only memory he had of his past. CC nearly broke into tears. That's how the plush is dearly to him.
The nights were peacefully after that. He kept hoping that he would find William Afton. He is certain that the dude knows his family. He hoped, at least.
CC was outside, smoking his cigarette. He is walking toward the store, but accidently stumbled into someone.
" Ow"
" Hey, are you alright?" CC said, his hand up to the person.
The person took the hand. CC realized that the person is a woman. She had long brown hair, green eyes and a green jacket.
" Yeah, thanks. Charlie Emilly, by the way" She smiled.
Something jolted inside of CC's mind.
Flashback:
A four-years old CC kicked a dirty can, angrily. No one can understand him. Practically, only his Freadbear plush. He left the big building and turned to a corner. There, he saw a girl, crying. He knows her as a co-founder's daughter.
" Are you okay?"
The girl was surprised, wiping away the tears.
" The world can be cruel" She sniffed, pointing to a dead cat who apparently got killed by a car.
" I know, right?" CC said, sitting beside her. He took a closer look at her. She has green eyes and brown hair. She wears typical stuff, like any normal kid.
She sniffed one more time, and then answered, " Charlie Emilly" Charlie said, her face now brightened a little.
" CC"
" CC?"
" Yeah, CC" CC said, " It just a nickname. No one knows my real name, only me. But I can tell you" He hoped that Charlie's mood would light up.
CC leaned to her ear and whispered his name. Charlie giggled, looking happy already.
" Hey, do you have friends?"
" No, why?" CC said. Not that he has a problem with friends. The only true friend he had is his plush.
" Um, do you wanna meet mine? I'm forming a group of friends. This town can get pretty boring, so I need friends" she said, looking over him.
" Yeah, that would great!" CC can't hide his happiness. Finally, he would have real friends. Only at that moment did he realize:
" Wait, did you do the acting on purpose?"
" Um, yeah" Charlie grinned.
" Yo, you're evil!" CC exclaimed " And the crying?!"
" No, the crying is real. I was just acting for someone to sympatize me"
