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Fredbear and friends

JULIES POV:
I woke up to see James not beside me.
I heard him on the phone downstairs.

"That is a large sum of money...."
*pause*
"Yes but do you want to really do this?"
*pause*
"Let's sit on it, think about it, we can't rush into something like this-"
*pause*
"Alright I'll see you then,"

"Who was that?"
"Your dad"
"Oh what did he want?"
"A woman offered to buy the diner."
I have James a puzzled look.
"What?"
"Yeah, and he seriously was thinking about taking her up on her offer."
"Oh, wow....I...."
I was surprised, we had worked so hard on that diner, wee we just gonna give it up so easily?
"I told him to not rush into anything and think about it."
James looked at the clock.
"I'm gonna go into work, I'll see you later,"
He came over and kissed me.
"All right see you later-"
I waved goodbye to him as he left.

JAMES POV:
I drove into the diner.
Vincent was there, he had been promoted to a day security guard with me.
Julie's father had managed to hire some more people. Which was good.
I had been training Vincent how to operate the animatronics, and he as getting the Hang of it.
"Morning, James,"
"Morning Vincent-"
I looked at him. His eyes were bloodshot. He looked like he hadn't slept in days.
"Are you okay man?"
He came out of his daydream
"OH, yeah yeah, I'm....fine...just fine"
He popped his knuckles and gave me a small smile.
"Okay..."
"A new guy applied for the night shift"
"Oh really who?"
"Some teenager, maybe 17 years old, don't know his name, he just barely left"
"Well good that shift has been empty for a while now. Ever since you were promoted"
Today the diner was actually kinda busy.
I walked up to run the register.
A father with his two sons walked in.
He walked up to the register.
"Ah excuse me sir I'd-"
"Timmy your such a baby, stop your whining"
"I'm not whining! You keep flicking my ear stop it!"
"Make me"
"You two go look around! Get out of my hair!"
The two boys ran off to look at the prizes and toys.
"Kids, their a handful"
"I bet."
"Uh, I want to reserve this place,"
"Okay, what for?"
"A birthday, my youngest son, he loves this place, it's the only way we can get him out of the house. That kids afraid of everything. And I have no idea why he likes it here, wasn't someone murdered her?"
"Ah well, yes-"
"Ah, well at least your still in business"
"Yeah I guess....."
I tried to change the subject
"When is his birthday?"
"Five days"
"Okay five days, alright, how many tables do you want reserved?"
"Uh, I think enough for 50 people."
"Fifty people!!??"
"Yeah, lots of people are coming"
"Uh okay....fifty people, that will be kinda expensive..."
"Price doesn't matter"
The two boys came running up, the youngest was holding a stuffed animal from the toys.
"Dad, can I get this one, I don't have this one,"
"How many stuffed animals have i bought you from here?"
"Like a million" the older boy said snatching the toy out of his brothers hand.
"Give it back John!"
"Make me!"
"John give it back,"
The boy sighed and handed him back the toy.
"John go wait back in the car with your mom"
He let out a huge groan and ran outside.
"Can I get it please dad?"
"I don't know-"
His son gave him sad eyes.
"Ah fine."
He reaches into his pocket looking for his wallet.
"Must have left it in the car, I'll be right back Timmy, stay here"
The little boy hugged the stuffed toy in his arms. It was a fredbear stuffed animal.
"Fredbear told me we were gonna be good friends,"
I nodded not really listening.
"He told me he will always watch after me"
He looked up at me.
"Always."
He looked back down at his bear again.
"You know, I have a red fox, a yellow chicken, a purple bunny, and a brown bear, but I think this one will be my favorite."
"I bought all of them here."
"That's cool"
"Sometimes I wish all the stuffed animals you had were animatronics."
I never thought about making more animatronics.
"Maybe some day," I said needing down to him.
His father walked back inside.
"Sorry about that,"
"No, no problem"
He handed me money to pay for his sones party and the stuffed animal
"I guess we will see you, I mean all fifty of you in five days..."
The man waved. And started walking out the door.
"Goodbye James,"
Said the little boy.
"Wait how, how do you know my name?"
"Fredbear told me,"
"C'MON TIMMY"
"Coming."
He waved and ran out holding his bear.
"How did he know my name?"