Part 16: old crew

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Later after my work, I was more relief to get home. It was just like the usual, everyone was asleep because who would even be awake 6:20 in the morning? That'll probably me if I have no work because I always stay late up night and sleep in during the day. I got to my room, changes to a more comfortable clothes and lay down, sleeping faster that I thought. I have no time to think because I'm already asleep, duh.

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As uncle promised, the Freddy Fazbear pizzeria is closed, much to disappointment to some children. I went to the grave yard to see some people visiting their love ones but some people were just sitting down, cleaning some unknown graves they never even knew but those people I knew. Old friends from high school who choses to clean up messed at the said graveyard to respect them. They have a small shelter and all share it because they're like a family, they don't care if they're poor but with the job they have, they got money and food from others. Not that they choses to live on, but to get the place all clean as possible and have more respect than other people.

I walked up to mom's grave and sit down, smiling. "Hey mom.." I said to no one but to her grave. "If I could have known what would happened, so I should have said my last 'I love you' to you and now it's too late.." I said sadly holding back tears. "I'm not sure what's in your mind yesterday but I really don't know what happened or even knowing why you have to die like this." I added with a sigh. "You're not even old enough to die." I joked and chuckled, feeling myself being foolish. "I should've said my last goodbye that you'll be hearing but then again, it's too late." I forcefully smiled the whole time, trying to show happiness but that seem to fail.

"Hey, hey, hey. Don't be sad dear friend." A male with dirty blond hair walked to me and places a hand to my shoulder. I knew who it was and three more males join me. I looked up and yup, it's them. The one who has a hand on my shoulder was Alfred. The dork guy who gets into trouble, brings burger and soda every time at school but not today, probably not at all now that he's with others and in a graveyard. He's a cheerful young man. Blue eyes and he was wearing the same glasses as my male self wear.

"Yes, you shouldn't be. We are sorry that your mother passed away but please do keep smiling, she's probably happy you are still living with smile with you at any problem." Arthur, one of the guys, said with a small smile. He has messy blond hair with thick eyebrows as if they're caterpillars, it feels tingly to touch it. He has green eyes and trying himself to be as 'gentleman' as possible but thanks to Alfred, he can gets to the edge where he's lecturing him. He also suck at cooking. Very suck that he even burnt milk.

"We'll be always here with you." Another blond, who was oldest of the four men, Francis, said. He has shoulder length hair that's tied back up in a low ponytail. He has stubble chin and blue eyes, flirty too but he'll risk anything, even get himself dirtied by the dirt at the rain, just to dug up a whole for a family who's lost their love ones. He was the one who dug a whole for mom. Such flirty but helpful man.

"And I'm sure your mother would be proud of you're taking care of your brother, even if you're the youngest." The final one who has the same hair colour as Alfred but longer, said with a sweet smile. Mathew. He was the one who walks around every morning, checking at the flowers and changed the, if they get droopy. He even put at least one on an empty stone with the same sweet smile. I've heard someone caught him putting flowers on the graves he didn't even know but they've trust him, he's the one who can lift your souls up.

Okay, enough of the past. "Thanks guys, that really helps me a lot." I said and wiped the building up tears before they could even fall, before standing up. Dang, I'm still short as fuck and they seem get taller more that usual. "Anyways, I have a favour." I told them and they look at each other before nodding. "Sure thing, what is it dudette?" Alfred asked and I point at the left side of the grave of mom. "I want you guys to dug a whole beside mom, make it wider, enough to fit in five children inside laying flat." I said and they seems shock about it. "What? Why's that?" Arthur asked this time and I gesture them to come closer, looks around, before whispering to them. "I have found the five missing children's corpse and now I wanted to give them all proper burial, all together and laying beside each other so their friend ship won't brake at all." I said and they seems more shock about this.

Let's just say, a girl who happens to see the five missing children's corpse and now wanting to get them buried properly just next to her mother with no explanations. Police might ask if they found out but I'll leave a letter and hope they'll understand. They probably will. They all look at each other with worry before nodding. "Okay. Francis, since you're the digger here, you'll be digging while you three, keep a look out, I don't want people seeing us." I told them and Mathew raises a hand. "Yes?" I asked looking at him. "U-um, what about the two girls?" He asked in a quiet voice which I heard. "Let them rest or probably cook something after work." I smiled and looked around. "I'll be going now, Francis start digging, Arthur, Alfred, Mathew, keep look out." They all nodded at my instructions. This is going to be a hard work but in return, the pizzeria will be having real peace at last.

They'll be all soon set free.

(A/n: I dunno what to feel about this, I just put random characters here and ended up this four idiots. Hetalians would know who they were, I'm sure they will. Hehe. Anyways, this book is going to be long ass story, depends on what's on my mind on wanting to have lots of fluff and lemons/smut as well as more plot twist. Oh well~ but hey, the souls still can visit and talk with her, which is you, and have fun. :3

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