#1: Future Father
"What the hell?" Mike scoffed, plopping down ungracefully beside you. His face was set in confusion and a hint of surprise as well, however, observing the situation, who wouldn't.
Subconsciously, you twiddled with the golden wedding band on your ring finger, watching with a smile. There was Vincent Bishop, sitting in the middle of Freddy Fazbear's quite dirty tiled floor, surrounded by toddlers and even older children as he read aloud. Their bright eyes were beaming with delight as his deep voice read along the familiar lines of The Three Little Pigs.
He even had a few of the cuties in his lap along with one on his back, looking over his shoulders at the pictures.
"Hello (F/N) Bishop!!" Your boss bellowed, snapping you out of your trance quickly when your new last name was called aloud.
"I see Vincent is getting along well with the kids, aye" he chuckled, also watching Vincent with proud eyes, however, for him it was a much different reason aside from yours.
"Yeah, he is, isn't he" you replied, looking down at your stomach with a happy smile.
"You're real lucky you know?" You whispered, laying a hand gently on your yet to grow belly.
#2: Photograph
"Why are you taking a picture of a bug?" Vincent asked, eyeing you with a confused look. As of the moment the two of you were sitting on the roof of Freddy's, testing out your new camera. However, Vincent doesn't seem to get how Photography actually works.
After snapping a picture of the ladybug, you grabbed the tiny picture, shaking it for a few seconds before examining the image.
"I don't know, I just look for something pretty and take a picture" you replied, showing him the well executed shot of the bright red bug, the sunset glowing behind it. He eyed it with a bored expression, setting the picture on the cement edge without a word.
Carefully, he picked up the delicate camera, eyeing it warily before pointing it directly at you.
"Wait!" You squealed, trying to hide your face, a flash and snap sound quickly followed. Without a word, he picked out the picture, shaking it out just as you did before, examining it afterwards.
"Why did you do that?" You asked, blinking rapidly to get your vision back once more. He smiles, pocketing the photo, "You said that you take pictures of pretty things, but you couldn't see that the prettiest of all was the one behind the camera".
#3: Ducklings
You always knew at some point in your life you'd end up in jail. However, not for the charges being told to you at the moment, or with the man sitting beside you.
The day started off normal, you driving to the store to get daily items that you needed to...ya know....live. Although, for the past few days it had been raining continuously, all the water sources nearby were flooding to the streets quickly.
Low and behold there were many wild animals wandering the sidewalks and rummaging through trash, thanks to their homes being flooded as well. You never paid any mind to them, that is, until you encountered a family of ducks crossing the road.
The problem was, water was rushing the opposite way of where they were going, the drain mercilessly pumping water into the road. So in an act of bravery, you whipped your car around, shielding half of the ducks from incoming traffic, your car soon being joined by another, a man inside.
Needless to say blocking traffic turns out to be against the law, but hey, at least the ducks got across safely. Now you and said man were in the same holding cell, a lanky security guard waiting at the entrance for your mother to bail you out.
"Well, this is quite the situation" he spoke, rubbing the back of his neck bashfully. You simply laughed, staring at the ground with perked interest, not exactly being a 'social' person.
The silence was starting to become suffocating, not a word being uttered in the silent cell. Before you could say something along the lines of 'How was your day?' A woman with maroon hair trotted up to the bars, her stiletto heels clicking against the cement floor.
"I'm here for my son" she sighed, looking quite frustrated with the predicament she was in. The guard gave a simple nod, pulling out his key ring as he searched for the correct key.
Suddenly, the other male stood up, pulling out a sharpie and uncapping it. With a gentle grasp, he grabbed your hand, writing a series of numbers along your wrist quickly.
"By the way, my name's Vincent" he winked, capping the marker just as the guard opened the barred door. And just like that, he was gone.
Silently, you looked at your wrist, a smile making its way to your lips.
"See you later, Vincent" you whispered.
#4: Charms
"I don't want Chinese tonight" Vincent groaned, flopping down on his couch with a humpf.
You rolled your eyes, when he didn't get his way he could be such a child. Thanks to mother nature, you were now having that time of the month, and you were desperately craving Chinese food.
Silently, you thought of an idea, walking towards the couch with a sly smirk.
"Vincent~" you cooed, sitting down at his feet, wanting the man to turn around. He only groaned in response, like he was the one with jabbing pains in his abdomen.
Finally, he flopped over and sat up, giving you a slight pout. You scooted closer, putting your hands on either side of his body, trapping him there. You put on your sexiest smile as you leaned in close to his face, giving a low hum.
Vincent's face started to become a bright red, his Adams apple bobbing as he gulped loudly. Gently, you raised a hand, lifting his chin up to look you in the eyes. By now he was the same color as the bright red duvet behind his head on the arm of the couch.
Silently, you leaned into his ear, a smirk evident when your face was out of view.
"I think we should get Chinese food" you cooed, sitting back down onto the couch with a giggle.
Slowly, he started to process what just happened.
"Oh for the love of-" he started, grabbing a stray pillow on the ground quickly as he repeatedly hit you with it.
It must have worked though, because that night you got your Chinese food.
This was just a short update! Sorry guys! I'm still working on the Christmas One-shot, I know its late but my break has been hectic
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