A place of joy? (FNAF fanfic)

Chapter 15

Scott's POV
I woke up in the morning to see Vincent pacing in our bedroom. He seemed quite worried about something. I sat there watching him pace for awhile and then climbed out of bed and walked to him, hugging him. "Hey Vincent. What's bothering you?
"Oh I'm just worried."
"About what." I heard Vincent's breath catch before he started to speak again.
"Oh I'm just worried about Mario... and you. He added on with a hint of hesitation in his voice.
"I'm sure Mario will wake up soon and why are you worried about me?"    
"His birthday is in a couple of days and he still hasn't woken up. The doctors said if doesn't wake up soon, they'll cut his life support. And why am I worried about you? You come home every night physically exhausted and jumpy as hell. I know what's happening there at night and it terrifies me to think that you're in there alone every night." I just stared at Vincent in shock. How did he find out about the animatronics? I never told him unless.
"Did you meet Jeremy?"
"Yes and he told me what happened at night in the pizzeria. Why didn't you just tell me what was happening?" I saw tears starting to fall down his face and hugged him tighter, starting to cry as well.
"You were already so upset about Mario, I didn't want to add you worrying about me on top of that." Vincent started crying into my shoulder.
"I don't want you to get hurt as well."
I pulled back a little and made Vincent look at me. "Hey I'll be fine. I know what I'm doing and where to go if there's trouble. Don't worry about me. I'm sorry I didn't tell you earlier." Vincent and I just stood there hugging each other for a while

(Time skip to a day before Mario's birthday)

Francis POV
I sat at a table in the new pizzeria, my friends were trying to comfort me, but it just wasn't the same without Mario. Besides I didn't like the new mascots, they looked weird. I especially didn't like Toy Foxy. Pirates aren't pink. Apparently a bunch of the other kids didn't like her either because the kids are constantly pulling her apart. Mr. Vincent doesn't like her much either, but that's probably because it's his job to fix her. I sighed looking the stage where Freddy and the Fazbear gang was singing a song. I wish my brother was here but he was still asleep. I stood up and walked towards my friends and attempted to have a good time.

Vincent's POV
I was trying to focus on my job, but it was rather difficult. Tomorrow is Mario's birthday and he still isn't awake. To matters worse, the doctors were pulling life support tomorrow.  I looked towards my son and his friends playing like nothing was wrong. I was mad. Didn't they care about Mario? I sighed and moved over to the Prize Corner since it was always the quietest room in the pizzeria. The puppet popped out of his box and I turned to face him sadly then sat down and started to cry. I was hurting emotionally. How could they just disobey my rules like that. I spent quite some time in Prize Corner and when I left, I felt so much better. I had an idea. I walked back into the pizzeria grinning from ear to ear. I would execute my plan tomorrow after work. Hehehe it would be flawless.