"Will, they told me again that they won't accept them. I think you should just give up." A man said.
"No. I've poured the rest of my sorry forsaken life into them! They will become a reality. That or I'll build them myself." William replied, bitterly. The other man grimaced and sat down on his desk. The desk was in the middle of the room, alone and desolate. The concrete floor and walls were damp. The room echoed even a whisper. It was not a welcoming place."You can't, William, you know very well that's a real danger. You could get hurt." William rolled his eyes. "What was that, Will, do not not agree? I'm only looking out for your health, just find some other companies to build your death machines for you.".
"First you question me, then you call my technological wonders Death Machines?" William started to walk slowly closer to the other man. "You know fair well that you were more involved on the making of them than I!" He raised his voice higher than the man ever heard. "You knew this was a joint business, Henry! You wanted money, and I'll pay you for this, but not while you question our whole operation! Have some god damned faith in me! We can still make this work!". Henry stepped back, but William grabbed him on the arm and pulled him right up to his face. "My children will come alive. I know how to make them sentient. You call them 'Death machines', I call them oppurtunities. Everlasting servants for me. Infected by the ghosts of the boys and girls who will gladly sacrifice themselves for me, and only me. Call me crazy, but I can make millons from this. I could sell them off like slaves and nobody would bat an eye! It's not illegal! I'm helping these children have a bigger purpose! I can take life, and give life! They can no longer we restricted by their small fledgling bodies! Instead, they can serve ice cream, dance, sing and even clean for their masters!"
"You're crazy. No, not crazy, you're insane. This was ment to be a rentals company for childrens parties! You're fucked up man. You're fucked in the head." exclaimed Henry.
"Don't worry Henry. It will all be over soon.".
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It's me, Father. [FNAF]
FanfictionUncover the mysteries of Micheal and William Afton, and the infamous Baby's Rentals.