The happiest day (Final Chapter)

He didn't know what to expect, walking out of that door. Maybe he would have an out of body experience or something? Personally he didn't really know.

All he did know was when he woke up he saw Valarie furiously working on his side. She had a med bag open (He didn't even know she carried one of those…) and appeared to be cleaning up his blood.

"Just hang in there…" he heard her say to herself "Just stay calm Valarie, you've seen worse wounds than this….you can fix him….just apply, stitch, and repeat….."

As he felt his conscious slowly enter back into the world. Half expecting his side to explode in pain, since he seemed to still have his side injury, from seeing Valarie treat his side, but somehow he felt nothing out of his bleeding side.

He didn't know if she was still worried about the whole "oh God is he still dead?" thing but he figured he minus well help her out of this situation.

He coughed to let her know that he was still alive.

Valarie stopped right she was about to grab a scalpel out of her bag.

"Vincent?" She asked.

"Who else could I be?" he groaned.

He then felt Valarie hug him and the sound of her….sobbing? Since when did Valarie cry? And as awkward and as strange as it was to see her doing this, he just wnet along and patted her on the back.

"Jeeze, what is it with women and crying whenever they find out somebody isn't dead? It's getting kind of annoying."

His comment was then met by a smack! from her.

"Hey!"

"Don't make me regret trying to heal you," She snapped like an upset mother. "But on a different note, how about I check those wounds of yours?"

He sighed and rolled up the left side of his shirt to expect his side to bloody and messy like out of a horror videogame or movie. But instead, he found it to look like a hip or side or whatever you call that part of your body instead of the bloody mess that he had before.

Even Valarie was had her eyes gazed at it.

"But it was bleeding moments ago…." she said looking at it "How do I even….words…not…working…"

He stood up and wobbled a little bit before regaining his balance and was helped by Valarie.

"Thanks." He said.

"Look, I don't know what happened with your side and all, but I think we should find the kids and leave."

When he heard the children, his heart sank a little and he sighed.

"What's wrong?" She asked.

"Nothing." He lied

"I know your lying. What happened to them?"

He soon found himself trying to hold back tears, only to fail and him to stutter his reason.

"They….I couldn't live unless they…."

Even though his failing words probably would have made no sense to anybody, even to himself, Valarie seemed to understand.

"I'm so sorry Vincent…" She said being next to him.

"I-It's okay…" He said "At least their someplace better now. Someplace where they'll always be happy…."

He then found himself looking up at the ceiling, half expecting it to part its grey cobwebs to reveal a clear night sky. But it didn't.

"Come on Valarie," he said breaking his gaze and holding her hand "Let's leave this place. The only spirits here are our dreams and the dreams of children before us."

"Dang…that's some deep shit Vincent." She said

They then started leaving the office as he looked around at the shadow that was once Freddy Fazbear's pizzeria for what he thought would be the final time until he saw her raise her arm.

"Vincent, look!" She said

He then looked at what she was pointing at something on the floor of the restaurant, and Vincent's heart felt the same feeling it did when he let go of those balloons.

There were the empty masks of Bonnie, Chica, Freddy, Foxy, Goldie, and the toy animatronics on the floor along with a piece of paper that said My day at Freddy Fazbear's pizzeria! In front of the masks, with the kids all hugging a tall and purple figure.

The paper then flipped over by some gust of wind to a side that said Thank you for everything! And was signed by…well….them in crayon.

He approached the piece of paper and looked at the empty masks. He soon found himself staring at the empty sockets of who were once his children far longer than he hoped and picked up the paper.

But he saw that he wasn't alone, Valarie too was looking at the masks.

"Do you miss them already?" She asked.

He didn't try to hide his sadness how he felt about the whole situation.

"It's okay." he said "I know I wanted them, but maybe it's better this way. Maybe it's better that they're at peace…"

"Like I said before, that's some deep shit Vinny..." Valarie said

He folded the note, put it in his trench coat, and made a mental note to keep this in his gun safe, where he'll hopefully treasure it for the rest of his life.

They began to leave the restaurant, with his thoughts getting in the lost quick tapping of the restaurant that almost sounded like foosteps….

He stopped walking. And when he did, he heard the tapping noises silence a few seconds after him.

He knew those tapping noises weren't his or Valarie's footsteps.

He clutched his knife and turned around to slash at whatever was charging his way only to by a scream and something dashing at his face.

"GAH!" he cried falling to the ground protecting his face from whatever was lunging at him.

He stood still for a few seconds not to hear the sound of whatever was about to maul him but the laughter of….children.

He opened his eyes and found something far stranger than the empty masks on the floor.

He was surrounded by children all wearing masks of friendly creatures with the creature of a bright purple bunny on top of him.

The creatures that he called his children.

He stood in disbelief at what he was looking at, and wondered if he was hallucinating from blood loss.

"Kids?" he asked in disbelief.

"Did you think you could really get rid of us that easily?" Goldie said in a snarky voice.

He must have hit his head really hard on something to be seeing his children who were suppose to be at peace. He closed his eyes and counted to ten in his head only to open them and see that they were there.

"Is…is this real?" he asked

"Of course it is!" Freddy said

"I thought you said you couldn't come back!" he said

"I know what I said." Goldie said "I remember we specifically said, 'we will haunt you as long as you live,'"

"Yeah, so?" he asked.

"And in case you haven't noticed, you're still alive, and we have to live up to what we said."

He stood gazed with his eyes bugged open when he had heard Goldie's statement, and realized just what exactly the bear had done.

He had found a loophole in death.

"You little hacks," He said hugging them, "I really thought I lost you guys forever…"

He looked over the pile of kids that were hugging him and saw that Valarie too was in on the action, hugging the toy animatronics and appeared to talking to them something about being sorry for poisoning them.

"Kids," he said "Please don't do a stunt like that again, my heart really can't handle a rollercoaster of emotions of like that."

"We promise cap'n!" Maggie said

"Hey daddy! Look what else we can do!" Bonnie said.

The purple bunny then took of his face, only to transform from a purple bunny into the little human boy he had seen a few minutes ago in his odd and rather bizarre dream (He still wasn't entirely sure what that place was) a few minutes.

He then saw his children do the same as Bonnie, transforming from their robotic selves into their humanized selves he saw in the dream (He still wasn't sure what that place was).

"You can turn into kids?"

"Yes!" Bonnie said "That way we don't walk out in public without people staring at us or something."

When he saw this, he realized that he could now not only have these kids, but be able to look normal with them…well….until they put their masks back on.

"So….I can raise you as my kids?"

"Of course you can." He said "In fact, we would really like it if you did."

His heart which was probably made of ice or steel, had melted when he heard him say those words.

"You guys…." He said "I love what you did and I'm glad to be your father, but if I'm alive, won't Jeff be alive as well?"

The name of his former boss seemed to send a wave of fear thorough his children until a little blonde kid with glasses looked around and straightened his bowtie.

"I…. don't think so." He said in Goldie's voice "I remember seeing him, and I don't think he thought about what would happen if you came back."

"So will he come back?"

Goldie sighed.

"No, no he won't."

"Then where is he now?" He asked.

"Uh….perhaps it's better that we forget where Jeff is, I'm already getting bad dreams just thinking about what's happening to him…" Goldie said

Vincent was a bit scared about what he said, but at the same time relieved that his boss wouldn't be back to harass him and his newfound family.

"Wait, just one question." The little blonde girl who held Toy Chica's mask asked.

"What?"

"Are we all….related?"

"I…I don't think so." He said

"Good!" She beamed "Because there is something I have really wanted to do."

"Like what lass?" Foxy asked.

She then bent over and gave a kiss, like the kind seen on some sort of cheap romantic comedy movie, on Foxy.

The poor little kit's mouth hung open with his eyepatch flipped up and his eyeballs open wide in shock.

"Woah!" Freddy said "What exactly just happened there?"

"Wait, ye'd be me admirer?!"

He saw her smile, blush a little, and then let out a little laugh.

"Ha ha…" She said "Yeah…funny story there…"

Although Vincent would have liked to see these two in their newly budding relationship, he wanted to do it at his home, and hopefully put these events behind him.

"Come on kids," he said "Let's leave,"

"I'm with you.." Bonnie yawning "And I'm getting tired…."

"I think we're all tired," He said picking up the bunny and putting him over his shoulder. "And we should all probably go to sleep soon."

"Yeah…" Foxy yawned "I'd be getting a little sleepy as well…say, could ye carry me home?"

He picked up the red kit and put him over his shoulder as he then walked out of Freddy Fazbear's pizzeria, with Valarie and his new family (He also emptied out the cash register and vault while he was at it.)

Soon he was getting in the car and helping them buckle their seatbelts in the moonlight (Which Maggie had trouble with) and soon looked at them. They were already goofing off like the children they were meant to be, and for once, Vincent treasured their goofy laughs that once in an lifetime ago annoyed him to death.

He looked over at Valaire who appeared to be pretty happy for once in the few times of her life.

"Ready?" He asked

"Ready."

He was about to drive off into the night, and into his new life, when a large nine-foot fox stopped him dead in his tracks.

"Stop!" Jack said panting and putting his hand on the car hood and stopping it's movement..

He looked at Jack. He looked like some sort of scary Santa Clause as he was holding a bag marked "Stolen Shit" and appeared to be bulging with some objects.

He was a bit concerned at Jack, because the last time he had seen him, he was going to get a 'few' drinks.

"Jack, did you do something illegal?" Vincent asked examining his bag.

"What? *Pant* No! I didn't do anything *Pant* Pant* illegal….just you know…get a few sodas and some drinks."

"I think you're lying." Valarie snapped.

"Why?"

"Well that bag marked 'stolen shit' is one clue, also there's that."

He heard the WEE-WHOOOO of many police sirens and the sound of bright red flashing lights coming up from one end of the highway.

"Jack…" Vincent scolded

"Okay…so maybe I shoplifted a few Macs, a couple T.V's, a properly functioning prototype of the Nintendo nx for the kids, some healty of drinks for all ages, and ten pounds of 18 karat gold while I was at it."

"Why on earth would we need all this stuff? and secondly, where did you even get ten pounds of gold?"

"First off, I wanted to help you get started on some money. And for the gold...uh, let's just say that there's a local drug lord who now wants my head on a plate when he sees his vault empty."

He was pretty upset that Jack had robbed some stores but in a strange way, he couldn't say that since he did just empty out a cash register.

"Jack…Do you want to live with us?"

"What?"

"You know, reside with the children, and with us, just like the good old days?" Valarie asked.

He saw the fox laugh a little.

"I'll pop in every once in a while, but for now, I think I'll stay with Rubin at the restaurant, besides, there's a little balloon kid who I'm kind of getting attached to…"

"Oh shoot we forgot BB!" Goldie said.

"That's okay." Jack said "To be honest, I think he likes it here. Sure he was terrified when he first saw me, but I we've been getting along lately. And I think I'll drop him off at your place the day that Freddy Fazbear's stops serving children."

He liked what Jack had said and then looked at the sack.

"Well…can you put the stuff in the back cops see you?"

"Oh right..." He said putting the stuff in the trunk and returning to the driver's window a few seconds later.

"And Jack," he said

"Yes?"

"I hope you do good wherever you go." He said.

"Hey, don't worry about me," he said "But I just have one thing to ask you two,"

"Yeah?"

"Are we friends again?"

Vincent looked at Valarie, who shrugged and returned his gaze back to Jack.

"Of course we are." He said.

He saw a smile creep upon the fox's face as he turned back into a human.

"Thanks Vincent." He said "And…good luck with the kids. I can tell you from experience there tough little boogers."

"I already know." He said "I'll take good care of them."

"That's good..." He said, as he then turned away and walked away from Vincent until he walked through a door and vanished away from his view.

He felt an odd sense of peace, knowing that he had finally made peace with his betrayed friend and virtually every spirit that had wanted him dead only a few days ago. And even found himself in a sense of peace as he saw the saw a line of cars zooming ahead of him on the highway and then fading a few seconds later.

"You stole the deed didn't you?" Valarie asked

"I couldn't resist." He said as he felt the object he had taken from the cash register: Not a bag of coins or dollars, but rather a piece of paper that read "Deed" and did not have the signature of Borris Fazbear, but rather Vincent Richardson, which declared that he was the owner of Freddy Fazbear's pizzeria.

He figured that the 18 karat gold could be used to transform the resteraunt into the wonderland it had been before he ruined it.

He realized that he was now at peace not only with himself, but with those he now cared about.

So this is what's it like to be alive… He thought He started his car and drove out of the parking lot from Freddy Fazbears pizzeria and onto the highway to his house.

He let out a cheerful laugh. He had it all. Even when he thought it was lost, he had gotten it all. A family, a conscious, a business that he would fix, and as much as it was difficult to admit, a wife. As he drove, he realized his days of being scared, angry and desperate were now finally over (Or, so he hoped…)

He found himself now happier than he had ever been before. It was as if he could burst out of the joy he felt from how it all turned out.

"Control yourself…." The children that were awake sang "take only what you need from it. a family of trees wanting, to be haunted…"and he found himself lost in their strange but rather nice song.

Soon, he pulled into his house with only thought about his new life ahead of him:

Maybe it's time things finally started going my way…

The end.

So…after a long and windy road (Metaphorically speaking of course) we've come to a final and abrupt end.

I honestly had a blast writing this story, although I do have a few regrets like I wish I added more fluff scenes such as the kids going to a school for a little bit or take-your-daughter to work day, which I didn't think about until it was too late… but other than that, I really do love this story.

I thank you, and you, and all of the wonderful readers who took the time out of their very busy (Or not) lives to read this story.

As of the possibility of there being a sequel, just like our existence, it's not impossible, but it's not very likely either. (Mostly I have to finish my other stories and write some more….)

Anyway, you've been a wonderful audience, the best I've ever seen metaphorically and never seen physically, and I thank you for reading.

And as always….I hope you have a wonderful day! (Or at the very least a good night's sleep) goodbye!

P.S. I was also listening to KIDS by MGMT while I was writing this chapter. Just to let you know.