A Mother's Love

Chapter 4

Chapter 4: Mama + Papa = Fight

(A/N: I WON'T DO THESE OFTEN IF AT ALL BUT I'VE BEEN BLOWN AWAY BY THE AMOUNT OF ATTENTION THIS GOT IN THE SPAN OF 24 HOURS. THANK YOU TO YOU ALL AND ENJOY)

"Mama? Who is at the door?" The small group of misfits came into the room and all movement and sound just stopped.

"Is he ouR PAPA-" Foxy smacked the back of Chica's head

Bryan and Jon shared a chuckle as they watched the kids interact. It was funny, really, how they all just sat down and decided to talk. Glitchtrap and Shadow Freddy had decided to hang out together away from the others while Chica, Twisted Bonnie, and Twisted Wolf all held a very fast and hyperactive conversation. Lastly, the other three decided to be the ones who govern the small, growing society.

As the children played and messed around, the two adults snuck off to talk privately.

"What are we gonna do?" Jon was the first to raise a question. Bryan shrugged, glancing into the living room to make sure the kids were safe.

"What do you mean?" Jon started to get frustrated.

"I mean about their memories! They don't have their memories, Bryan!" Bryan shook his head and released a small sigh.

"Maybe it's better this way?" Jon was angry. Not angry at Bryan, but angry at the whole situation.

"WHAT DO YOU MEAN IT'S BETTER THIS WAY?! BRYAN, THEY TRIED KILLING YOU SO MANY TIMES BEFORE FOR SOMETHING YOU DON'T HAVE!" Bryan got defensive of his kids.

"JONATHAN JONATHAN! THEY ARE KIDS! DO YOU REALLY EXPECT TO EXPLAIN TO THEM THAT THEY TRIED KILLING THEIR MOTHER WHEN THEY DON'T EVEN KNOW WHAT AN APPLE IS?!" Jon knew he messed up when he heard all sound stop in the other room and when he noticed that Bryan had tears in his eyes.

"B-Bryan-?"

"THEY ARE MY CHILDREN AND I WILL LOVE THEM NO MATTER WHAT! I DON'T CARE IF THEY TRIED KILLING ME OR WE HAVEN'T EVEN BEEN TOGETHER FOR LONGER THAN A FEW HOURS! I. LOVE. THEM." Bryan was crying now.

"B-Bryan. . . I'm so sorry- I-I didn't mean to make you upset or mad I just- I couldn't- I didn't know what came over me. . ." Jon now had slight tears in his eyes as he watched Bryan weep.

Sighing softly, Jon opened up his arms and let the younger hug him as he held them in a gentle yet firm embrace.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Jon kept whispering into Bryan's ear as the latter dug his face into his neck.

"I'm so sorry." He could feel Bryan's tears soak his clothes, but he didn't care. Bryan nodded and smiled.

"It's okay."

The touching moment was cut off by a hoard of tiny animatronics hugging them and crawling into their laps. Apparently, sometime during their make up session, they had slid down against the wall still in the other's arms.

"D-Don't cry mama!"

"Not you, too, papa!"

"I want icecream!" The mood brightened up as everyone chuckled at Bonnie's (Twisted) claim for icecream. Soon, all of the children gave some form of agreement, prompting the two 'parents' to get up with a smile and sniffle.

'I forgive you, Jon.'