Sup everyone! A new chapter is up! And honestly I am super happy about this one. I know it probably won't be the best one, but I can't help but love it, because we all get to look even deeper at the wonderful Afton family! Yay! I bet you guys will just love each and every one of them because they are just so...so...interesting...uh...yeah, let's go with that...
Um, anyways, I do have one bit of news before you guys read the chapter. But this is for anyone who likes my FNAF/UNDERTALE CROSSOVER! (Hopefully capitalizing that will gain the attention of those who probably skim my notes.) Anyways, I WILL be updating the story very soon. Hopefully within the week. However I can't promise anything fully. You see, this coming Tuesday will be my birthday and well...as you can probably guess I will be busy. I actually won't be busy with my birthday until next weekend since that is when my family will be coming over to take me out to celebrate but...I have a lot of school work to do as well. I literally have three somewhat big art projects plus three pieces of writing for my creative writing class I have to get done with by, surprisingly enough, my birthday! So...yeah, I have a busy schedule this weekend plus a lot of stuff to do the rest of next week, so yeah...The whole point of this rambling is that I can't fully promise the update will be within the week, but gosh darn it, I will try!
Anyways, that's all I have to say. So please enjoy this chapter!
Vincent has never had a stronger urge to stab someone. He has only been sitting at his table in this measly looking diner for a few minutes after Danny left and the humming from his sister as she 'quietly' colored in her picture was driving him insane.
"Sister…if you do not stop that ghastly noise, I will shove those crayons up your nose…" Vincent hissed, slowly glaring at the little girl next to him.
Victoria gasped in fright, grey eyes teary up. Almost instinctively, her lips began to pout as she nervously looked up at her older brother like a poor sick puppy who was just kicked around. "Yo-you wouldn't really do that to me, would you Vincent?"
The birthday boy's composer didn't even shift as his expression just grew darker. "Do you really want to bet, Vicky?" he questioned, a smirk starting to play on his face.
Victoria was about to cry out and call out to gain her mother's attention when suddenly a dark shadow fell over her. She jumped, slowly turning around to see none other than the giant robotic rabbit from the stage now standing behind her. The poor girl didn't even have time to register the sweet smile that was spread over the bunny's face or the cake that was resting in his paws before she let out a high-pitched scream.
"Yikes!" Spring shouted, backing away in shock, almost dropping the cake in the process.
"Spring…what did you do!?" Fredbear demanded.
"Nothin'!" the rabbit instantly responded back, placing the dessert down and desperately turning back to the terrified girl.
Vincent meanwhile, felt a satisfied smile slide onto his face as he watched his crying sister flail around while his mother tried to calm her down. And yet another moment of trauma for dear little Victoria. How delightful…Vincent thought with a sinister chuckle pushing past his lips.
"Victoria! Pull yourself together!" William snapped, glaring sharply down at his daughter. When the girl didn't seem to hear him, William swiftly lifted his hand up only to have it speed downwards, towards his daughter and have his open palm smack harshly against her face, leaving a large stinging red mark across her pale skin. The loud slap was enough to silence the room and have all eyes turn to the family as the furious William continued to glare down at the girl. "Quiet now!"
Victoria instantly shut her mouth, eyes still filled with tears and body shaking in fear. She hesitantly looked up at her mother for any sign that she would calm her angry father, but the woman just looked around the room embarrassed and avoided eye contact with her daughter. Victoria didn't even dare to look at her brother, knowing he would either have a look of disinterest or a wicked smirk.
Spring and Fredbear felt their eyes widen at the physical punishment, not expecting such a reaction from the father. The rabbit instantly felt his eyes narrow sharply as his work time act instantly broke. "Hey! What the fu-!?"
Fredbear instantly slammed a paw on his brother's mouth to silence him while pulling Spring back on stage. "Shut up, shut up, shut up!" Fredbear hissed, trying his best to hold back his very angry brother.
Meanwhile all the families in the room were judgingly staring at the Aftons, the parents all had deep glares directed at William while the children nervously looked at the man in fear. No one dared to approach the family, but all the adults were quick to start talking among themselves about the display, their heated stares not cooling down.
Danny and Luke meanwhile were desperately looking back at the shocked Mr. Fazbear, hoping the man would know what to do. And indeed, he did.
"Alright that's enough! William! Can I speak with you alone!?"
William scoffed, not even looking slightly guilty as he brushed off his sleeves as if they were covered in dirt before turning to face his business partner. "Very well Fazbear…"
The owner huffed before quickly looking at the rest of his customers. "I am so sorry for this everyone! Please enjoy your meals as I deal with this incident. Meanwhile, my dear friends Fredbear and Spring have a lot of wonderful songs for you to listen and enjoy!" He turned a desperate look over at the robots, giving them a sign to get back to work as he turned away with William right behind him.
"He expects me to just ignore what just-"
Spring was interrupted by his brother placing his microphone to his muzzle. "Heya kids! We hope you enjoy this special song my brother and I prepared just for you guys! Hit it Spring!"
"Goldie Locks…"
"I said hit it Spring…" Fredbear gave a stern look at his brother, quietly signaling that they would talk later.
Feeling he wouldn't win, Spring gave a loud sigh before starting to strum his guitar. "Yeah, yeah…"
Vincent meanwhile seem to be just boredly sitting at his table, not showing an ounce of a reaction as to what just happened to his sister. He was just sitting on his chair, dull eyes locked on the paper menu in front of him while listening to his sister's soft whimpers and his mother's worried mumbles.
"Oooh, they are staring at me. I knew coming to this hovel was a bad idea. Oh, I'm sure to hear about this for the next week or so. Oh, how embarrassing!" Vincent's mother muttered, desperately trying to hide her face.
Vincent didn't really pay any mind to her though or to Victoria who had her head kept down to better hide her tears. No, instead Vincent put all his focus in keeping the stoic expression locked on his face. Because on the inside, the birthday boy was ecstatic! Why? Well only Vincent could explain best.
This is the best birthday ever!
"Care to tell me what just happened!?" Mr. Fazbear snapped, glaring darkly at William.
"I don't see why you are making a big deal. I was just trying to quiet down my daughter."
"!" The larger man couldn't hold back his startled gasp as his wild eyes looked up at the taller man in pure shock. "What the hell is that supposed to mean! You slapped your own daughter in her face! Do you always hit your children!?"
"Only when they deserve it. I don't see the issue, honestly. A little physical punishment is not that unknown for when parents raise their children. Haven't you ever spanked your son when he did something wrong."
"Never! I would never hurt Luke! And even if I did, a spank is nothing compared to a damn slap!"
"I didn't even slap her that hard…Honestly you are turning this into something that it is not." William gave an exasperated sigh, rubbing a hand down his face. "I did it to slightly shock her enough to quiet her down. I didn't even come near to leaving a mark on her. A slight sting on her face is nothing."
"Are you serious!? Mr. Fazbear couldn't believe what he was hearing. "William, I just can't understand why-"
"Fred…have you already forgotten what we talked about a week ago? Is your memory really that terrible?
"What the hell are you talking about."
"I told you, we were born in two separate worlds. I come from riches and you…" William gave a very condescending look to the man. "Well…you will be lucky if you ever even see the bright lights of my world."
Mr. Fazbear was completely red with rage. He felt his fist begin to shake. Oh he was never so tempted to hit a person.
"You raise your son to fit in with the pathetic little world you grew up in. I, however, will raise my children so they can survive in my world. They are destined for great things. They will be at the top of the food chain while you and your son will be on your hands and knees crawling for it. A smack here, a rough nudge there. If that is what it takes to properly shape Vincent and Victoria into proper adults, so be it. I will do whatever it takes. Understand now?"
"…" The only response Mr. Fazbear gave was a deadly glare and his clenched hands.
"Good. Now if you excuse me…I have a birthday party…to return to." He spoke the words 'birthday party' as if they were disgusting filth that shouldn't be given a second thought.
Once William had stepped out, Mr. Fazbear harshly slammed a fist into his desk. "Damn that man!"
Luke jumped when he saw William step out of his father's office. "Welp, he's back…"
"Oh goodie…" Danny muttered. "Mr. Psycho Father going back to his weird ass family…"
"Shh, he might hear you…" Luke quickly stated, eyeing the irritated looking man.
William ignored the two though and approached his table, instantly sitting down and pulling up the menu. "Waiter!"
Danny sighed, grabbing a pen and notepad. "Guess that's my que…"
"Good luck, buddy." Luke called to him, as his cousin left. P
Reluctantly, Danny approached the family, nervously eyeing the man and sympathetically looking down at the still crying Victoria. "Ho-how can I help you sir?"
"We will have a veggie pizza and water to drink."
"I-I got it. Would you perhaps also lik-"
"Whatever filth you are trying to sell, it won't work. It's bad enough that my family must eat this dreck tonight, I will not have my children eat any other possibly greased filled meal. Oh, and that cake your robot there was trying to give us, throw it in the trash. My son will not consume all that sugar."
"Grease filled…" Danny suddenly felt a wave of anger as he narrowed his eyes at William. "I'm sorry sir, but I assure you each meal is delicious and even healthy. Each recipe was made by my aunt who put her heart and soul into each one! She made sure only the best would be served here even after she passed away! So I will not let you-"
"You have our order, Daniel…" William hissed, giving a warning look at the teen. "Leave, and take that disgusting cake with you…"
Danny reeled back as if he was slapped in the face. "Why you-"
"Yes sir!" another voice interrupted and Luke was quick to step forward, head bent down. With shaking hands, he grabbed the cake and walked away almost instantly. "Come on Danny…"
"But Luke!"
"Let's just go…"
Danny gave one more disgusted look at William before storming away in a huff.
As the teens left, William gave them the same condescending look he gave Mr. Fazbear. "Hmph, the Fazbear family sure is…passionate…"
"Simply childish…" William's wife muttered, fixing her hair while giving her own disgusted look at the teens. "I swear William, I will never understand why you bothered to work with that man. It's clear he is nowhere near as competent as your other business partners."
William just gave a sigh, glancing over at the animatronics on the stage. "Despite his hideous views on his 'family business', he has access to some great technology that will surely shape our future. Just look at those things on stage. Have you ever seen any type of robotics that moves that fluidly and behaves like them?"
"No?"
The man gave a deadly smirk. "Of course, not. The man Fazbear hired to make those things has great talent. The only down side is, that guy won't leave the Fazbear business…" He sighed. "Believe me I tried…The idiot is to loyal to that idiot. My end goal is that boy…Scott was his name I believe. I have great plans for his creations. Trust me, my dear, things will only get better for us, very soon."
"Oh darling, I cannot wait. You always have the best ideas."
"Yes." William agreed with a ego filled smile. However, as quickly as it formed, it vanished in a stern sneer. "Vincent, are you listening to this. This affects your future as well, boy."
"Yes father…" Vincent muttered, turning his dull eyes on the man.
"When you finally take over our business you must deal with all of this. So, I want you to pay close attention as I take down this damn diner, understand? You need to understand how the real world works. Where the weak is taken down a peg and the strong thrive."
"Of course, sir." Vincent gave a quick nod as he began to shift his eyes around the building. Almost instantly he caught a sight of Daniel who was angrily yanking out the full trash in the corner of the room and then harshly tying up the bag. His inner mind let out a dark chuckle while his emotionless gaze snapped back to his father. "I'll be in the bathroom, sir."
"Whatever, just go…"
Vincent hopped off the chair, quickly scurrying across the room and stopped right behind the furious teen.
Daniel was muttering to himself, harsh curses slipping past his mouth as he finished collecting the trash from the bin and began to storm down a hall and towards a back door. Vincent was quick to follow after him.
"I swear, if it wasn't for Luke I would…" Danny began to pace back and forth across the dirty ally way outside the diner. "That man is just so-! I can't believe he would-! How could someone be just so…AGH!"
Vincent watched in wonder as the teen forcibly shoved his hand in a pocket only to pull out a pack of cigarettes and a lighter. Harshly shoving one in his mouth, the young boy lit it up and took a long puff. Vincent didn't give the cancer stick much thought, as his attention was quickly drawn to the large silver lighter still in the teen's hand.
The boy's eyes finally shifted from their dull emotionless expression to a more larger and innocent looking one. A spark shot out in the grey orbs that was rare to be found, as the birthday boy scanned the lighter as if it were a new toy. There was just something so captivating about the rectangular metal lighter that put the boy in a complete state of real childish awe. It was nothing like the matches his father would use to light up his pipe with. This was something new to the child. Something fascinating. Something that little Vincent wanted!
So, without so much as a bit of hesitation, the child stepped closer to the unsuspecting teen, his eyes still full of the childish wonder, as he lifted his small chubby hands and opened his mouth. "Give me that!"
Danny jumped a mile high, instantly dropping the cigarette and stomping on the discarded item in a matter of seconds. "NOTHING! I was doing nothing!" he quickly shouted out his excuse, looking around in fear that his uncle or even worse, his parents, caught him smoking. However, when his gaze landed on the very birthday boy that messed with his mind not that long ago, he let out a visible sigh. "Oh, it's just you, kid…" He placed a hand to his chest, feeling his heart pounding wildly. After a minute of calming his nerves, Danny opened his eyes again and glared down at the child. "What the heck are you doing out here, kid? Shouldn't you be with your parents." He spoke the last word with so much sarcasm, Vincent could practically see it dripping from the teenager's mouth.
"No, father is impossible to deal with when he's mad. I wanted to walk away from that."
Danny looked down at the boy, his mind instantly thinking back to Victoria. "Well, after seeing how he treats your sister, I don't blame you." Bending down to be eye level with him, Danny gave a very patient smile to Vincent. "Hey? Does your daddy hit you and your sister like that all the time?"
"First: I do not refer to father as 'daddy'." Vincent started, his emotionless expression returning full blast. "Second: Only when he sees fit, such as if we have been acting up. And finally:" Vincent returned his gaze to Danny's hand where the lighter could still be seen. "I want that!"
Danny jumped slightly when the child pointed his finger harshly at his hand. Raising a brow, he looked down only to realize that Vincent was pointing at his lighter. "This? Why would you want this? It's not a toy…" Danny quickly shook his head, and looked back at Vincent. "Wait, no, that's not important right now. Kid, listen-"
"Vincent."
"Vincent, yeah, sorry. Vincent…look," Danny set down the lighter and quickly grasped the boy's shoulder, forcing the boy to look straight at him. "What your dad did was not right. You and your sister should never get hit or slapped like that."
"I really do not see the issue. It's not like father does this on a regular basis. Plus, it only hurts for a moment or do."
It sure looked like it hurt a lot for your sister."
"Victoria is a bit more over-dramatic."
"Vincent, you don't understand! This is abuse! Your father can't do that do you. Listen," Danny gave the boy a gentle smile, "I want to help you. I'm sure my uncle will feel the same way."
"Help me?"
"Yes! Your father is not a good man. Any guy who would hurt a child is scum! You need to see that. You need to understand."
"…" Vincent stared at the teen for a good amount of time before his gaze shifted down at the lighter still on the ground. "Can I have that now?"
"Vincent!" Danny couldn't understand what was going through the kid's mind. Just as he was about to try again, the back door opened and Mr. Fazbear could be seen standing there.
"Daniel! What on earth are you doing!"
"Uncle Fred! I-"
Vincent took the moment to quickly push away from Danny's grip and grab the lighter before bolting past Mr. Fazbear and back into the diner.
"Whoa! Was that…?" Mr. Fazbear turned to look at Vincent who was now approaching his table with his family. He turned back to Danny who looked just as confused. "What were you two doing out here?"
"That kid followed me out here. I tried talking to him to see if that lame father of his hit him and his sister all the time. Get this uncle! That bastard does!"
"Okay, first, language, boy…" Mr. Fazbear quickly said. "Also, I know. William admitted it to me in my office. That man doesn't even see the issue with what he does!"
"Neither does Vincent!"
"Really?" The diner's owner questionably looked at his nephew. "He didn't show any sign of being upset by it?"
"No! He was more concerned about my stupid lighter than-"
"Lighter?"
Danny was about to look down at where he thought he left said item, not realizing it was already stolen by the child, but the sudden question made him freeze up before he could fully turn his head. "Uhh…."
Mr. Fazbear put on a stern glare as he folded his arms in front of his chest. "Why would you need a lighter?"
"Uhhhh..." Nervously, the teen looked up at his uncle. "N-no reason. Th-there are lots of reasons a guy ca-can have a lighter."
"Oh really?" The uncle didn't look convinced as he instantly barked out an order. "Empty your pockets."
Danny slumped down, knowing he was caught as he slowly showed the cigarette pack to his uncle.
Mr. Fazbear's disappointed look only grew harsher as he practically yanked the box away from the teen and threw it away from them. "Well…since punishment seems to be a hot topic today…why don't I demonstrate my own ways as I also call your parents."
"NOOOO! Uncle you can't!"
Before Danny could get away, Mr. Fazbear roughly grabbed the teen by the arm and dragged him inside.
"Uncle! Please have mercy! Mom and dad are going to kill me!"
Meanwhile, back at the table, Vincent sat quietly, hiding his newest birthday gift from Danny in his pocket as he silently ate his freshly baked pizza that Luke had delivered to the family. He couldn't help the mischievous chuckle as he watched Danny being dragged away by his uncle.
As he continued to chew his slice of pizza, he gazed at his father who had a mixture of anger, annoyance, and disgust as he eyed the pizza. The only time that expression would shift was when he glanced back up at the singing animatronics.
Vincent too, looked over at the bear and rabbit. He was almost delighted to see a disappointed and sadden look was featured on their robotic faces. It was truly a sight to behold. It was something that made the birthday boy much happier than the overly cheerful grins the two robots were sporting when his family arrived.
Finally, his gaze shifted over to his sister who still held large tears in her eyes, but the girl did her best to avoid making even the tiniest sounds as she slowly ate her own slice of pizza.
As the family finished up their meal, William barely paid any mind as he shoved a pile of bills in Luke's face as he went to collect the money. As the teen scrambled to pick up the dollars that fluttered to the ground, the Afton family stood up and marched across the room.
The once happy, family friendly atmosphere quickly shifted and darkened as the Afton family paced through the diner. It was almost as if the family was sucking the joy right out of the air. The other families grew quiet as their smiles and laughter died down to monotone hushes and empty gazes. Even as the family slipped past the door, a deep coldness remained in the building. The other families were quick to leave and no other customers returned for the remainder of the day.
As the Fazbear gathered around, Fredbear and Spring joining them, they all shared similar deep and dejected frowns as the events of the day replayed in their minds. From the arguments, to the clear abuse displayed in the middle of the restaurant, the Fazbears could only share a sad sigh as they slowly went to close for the day. All of them to shaken up to speak any possible cheerful words to break the tension in the air.
However, as much as the Fazbear family was being negatively affected by the events taken place, at least there was one happy face.
Dear little Vincent was in his room, spinning around happily and humming a random song that was stuck in his head. His new lighter was in his grip as piles of burnt papers were thrown across the floor. His humming quickly shifted to soft giggles, which in turn, shifted to a loud insane laughter that echoed across his room. He laughed and laughed, each second growing more and more crazed. He laughed until his sides ached, until his mouth began to strain, and until tears formed in his eyes. Vincent Afton laughed and laughed as he burned yet another piece of paper, dropping the sheet to the ground and stomping on the flames before they could get out of hand.
"BEST BIRTHDAY EVER!"
So...the Afton family...I told you they were...interesting...and by that I mean awful! Each of them is terrible, except for dear little Victoria. And believe it or not, there is still more to come with them! You all just scratched the surface. And you don't even know just how bad Vincent can get yet. Ooh, just you wait, more of the wicked Afton family will definitely be coming.
And by the way, anyone else love seeing how the Fazbear family used to act before Luke's death? Yes, that is a bit of a spoiler for anyone who hasn't read my fnaf trilogy. So a big sorry for that, but I did warn you guys this will be taking place within the same world and the main story will be taking place after the events of those three.
But yeah, as you can probably tell The Fazbears sure were different back in the past. Heck, lets just look at our dear future child killer Danny. Calling any guy who would hurt a child scum. That is sure a big thing to say for a guy who will kill six children in his future. And I don't know if any of you remember how Mr. Fazbear behaved during most of my fnaf trilogy, but he was certainly...not the nicest guy. Heck, the death of his own son and his nephew snapping and turning into a killer can definitely change a man, so can you blame the poor guy. I never got to really touch on Mr. Fazbear as much as I wanted to. And I just killed the guy off in my last story of my fnaf trilogy...that wasn't much of a spoiler to those who still haven't read them and want to.
Anyways, this story will definitely focus a lot on Mr. Fazbear. Danny? Maybe. Hopefully most of the people reading this already know how he was before the events of my original fnaf story and how he is at the end. Now Luke? Also may have the same affect as Danny in this story. His back story has been shown and talked about and how he ends up in the end is also shown and talked about. But I will mention in the next chapter you will hear a bit more about Luke, but mostly Mr. Fazbear. By the way, in case anyone was wondering, I rarely call him by his first name since Fred is also how I refer to Toy Freddy. But thankfully the two aren't really together, in fact I doubt I will type them together in this story at all, but I can't promise anything yet.
Well I think I rambled enough. I don't know when I will update this, but like with my crossover story, I will try to update it within the week. With school and my birthday coming up, I can't be 100% sure, but I will definitely try.
So with all that said, until next time! Bye! And don't forget to review!