the return to freddys: retold

chapter 16

Grön stood nakedly in his living room,
The only sound he could hear being his breathing and faint heartbeat. It was never this quiet, but now that grön was alone, he would have to get used to it.

The silence was broken by a loud scream of anger by grön, he rammed his fist into a wall, tears running down his face as his fist made contact with the wall multiple more times, grön unleashed his anger onto the wall.

Outside, vincent knocked on the door, worried about his freind. He could hear cries of anger from inside, which he assumed was grön. He sighed, as he pulled out his spare key to gröns place, and entered.

Vincent quietly stepped inside, watching as grön crumbled to his knees crying, blood on the wall from gröns impact by his knuckles. Vincent walked up and gently rubbed gröns shoulder, his eyes darting from to ceiling to grön.

"...he took everything from me..." grön said, breathing heavily. Vincent nodded, "i know... i know grön." He knelt down and hugged grön tightly, grön slowly hugged him back, and squeezing vincent close. Vincent was now the only person grön had left, his son, his wife, now gone from his life..

Grön stood up slowly and ran his hands through his hair. Vincent following suite, slowly lighting a cigarette.

"We need to make him pay..." grön said, his eyes focusing on vincent. Vincent nodded, but waved a hand at grön. "How? Fucker has an entire gang, and since you burned down fredbears, he has atleast 10 other locations now, all very popular."

Grön shook his head. "Can we not like, blow up the fucking factory or resturants or something?" Vincent chuckled a bit, and thought for a moment, before grinning. "I do have an idea, but you need to bear with me here..."

Grön put on boxers as vincent spoke, and tilted his head slightly. "Hm?.." Vincent put his hands on gröns shoulders, and widely smiles. "Tragedies can make a places reputation nose dive right? So heres what we do..."