Vincent has always been different from the rest of his family. The rest of his family are normal everyday people, nice and friendly. However, Vincent is nothing like them. He's self-centred, edgy and is not at all friendly. But one thing that sets...
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Hey guys, I truly hope you've all been enjoying so far. Alright so I had done that little doodle page with some characters that have shown up so far, so you can have an idea of how I imagine these characters would look likeXD Anyway, here's the new chapter:) *I don't own Five Nights at Freddy's, all characters from the FNaF games belong to Scott Cawthon, all OC's and artwork belong to me* *Warning* Swearing in this chapter*
Let's just say I can get myself out of situations easily. But what I didn't realize was that later on, being able to get out of things easily would be needed...
Vincent (Purple Guy's) POV
They died, they couldn't do anything to save them. Not even all the surgeries and doctors involved could save them, their fate was sealed. Oh shit, you probably don't know what I'm talking about. I'm talking about the two employees that were in the springlock suits, if you haven't already guessed they did die.
Their families tried to sue us and shit. However, since those two employees signed the papers they did know the dangers they couldn't. My dad and Scott felt horrible about the incident, and in result banned any employees to wear the suits. But let's be honest, after all that about people dying in them I don't think people would want to go in them.
We eventually open up again about a week later, and we still got plenty of customers come even after the incident. Well because the incident had nothing to do with the children's safety. Well let's just say that would change, eventually.
Fast forward to about a week later, a typical day at Fredbear's. Brats screaming and running around and me yelling at employees what to do. Just another typical day.
"What did I just tell you to do! Quit your slacking! There's a table waiting for their pizza and you two are just here standing around like idiots!!" I hollered at the two chiefs in their mid twenties.
All of our employees were either in their twenties or early thirties, and were usually lazy or horrible at their job. So as you can probably tell, I had to yell at them a lot. And I'm not saying that all young people are lazy in the work force, it's just the staff we had were really lazy. And I was the opposite of that, I was hardworking and was a very mean and strict manger. And I was only 20 at the time, making me younger than a lot of the staff. But even though some might've been older than me, oh crap they were terrified of me.
"U-Uh Vincent...I uh mean boss, we were just about to make them right now." One of the chiefs said, fear in his voice.
I towered over them staring angrily at them, fear masked their faces.
"I don't give a fucking shit about that!!" I want those pizza's made right now!!!" I hollered, as the two young chiefs scrambled to get the pizza's ready.
I walked out of the kitchen and laughed to myself slightly. "What idiots." I mumbled to myself as I chuckled once more.
I walked into the main show area, nothing special just a bunch of brats and their parents eating pizza while watching Golden Bonnie and Fredbear's show. I walked over to the more chaotic area of the pizzeria, the arcade area. Kids running around were playing at arcade cabinets, collecting tickets so they could get prizes from the prize corner.
