Merry Early Christmas everyone! Or whatever else you celebrate. Maybe if this story gets big enough, I'll do an actual Christmas special next year. For now, you just get a normal chapter. Well, I hope you have an enjoyable time off from school, or work, or whatever it is you do on a daily basis. Ooflord21000 out.

Pizza di Freddy Fazbear

Ennard's P.O.V

Huh, I really thought something would happen.

The walk here was relatively uneventful, which was pretty boring. The branch we'd decided to stay in was one of five Italian branches we had. We didn't really have that many branches in Europe, even though it was where William lived before he met his wife. Now, just because this branch was so isolated from the others, it was still up to Fazbear Entertainment standards. It included the toy package, one Balloon Boy model, and a carousel.

"The Italians got a nice place here, shame it has the toys, those ones are the worst." Mikey said as he looked around the place. "I'll have to agree with Michael on this one, they weren't my finest work. The only good thing about them was the facial recognition technology." William agreed, his eyes conveying his disregard for the toys. They were right, the toys did kinda suck. Who in their right mind decided to make Chica thick. I've seen the fandom, I know what they do with this model.

"Well, we should settle our stuff." I said, throwing my suitcase through the security room's door. "Me and Mikey are gonna take the security room!" I yelled. A rolling sound started up as Elizabeth skated her way to a wall. She rubbed her hand over the wall for a bit, until her hand passed through the illusion of a wall. "Found my room." she said as she walked into the safe room.

"And then there were two." I stated ominously. William looked Jake directly in the eyes, they then both looked towards the manager's office. Before any of us could do anything, William pulled a revolver out of his leg and shot Jake in the knee. He then proceeded to grab his luggage and sprint into the office.

"Well then, I guess you get the janitor's closet Jake." Mikey said with a shrug. "Well, that was an ordeal. Anyone up for a game of connect four?" I asked, pulling a connected four board out of my chest cavity. "Ennard, I cannot handle another board game, please put the game away." Mikey said, a pleading look in his eyes.

With a sigh, I threw the board at the Toy Freddy, breaking its face and knocking it over. "That sounded expensive." William said, sticking his head out of the manager's office. "Relax, these things only go for around… two million? You're the fourth richest 'man' on earth, you'll be fine." I stated. "Yeah, well I only have fifty billion dedicated to the franchise, so… actually, I see your point, carry on." With that, William pulled his head back into the office.

"Well, it's like… two in the morning, I'm going to bed, wanna come?" asked Mikey. "Nah, I have to attend a very important event." I said, pulling up my Handy Unit. "Yeah sure, have fun simping to Vtubers." Mikey said with a smirk. "I'll have you know that I've never given a Vtuber a single penny!" I yelled as I logged into my Twitch account. "Sure you haven't." Mikey said, he then walked into the security room, hitting the door button behind him.

Pizza di Freddy Fazbear

William's P.O.V

I slowly woke up to the sun reflecting off of my eyes. "Who the fuck installed a skylight in a pizza place?" I asked no one in particular. I forced myself off of the chair I had slept in, my arms twisting themselves back into a normal position. I then proceeded to sit back onto the chair and open my Handy Unit. I looked through my many apps, eventually deciding on Reddit. There is nothing better than looking through Reddit without a care in the world.

"Hey stupid, we have a mafia to hunt." came a voice from my door. Oh yeah, I knew I was supposed to do something today. I threw my Handy Unit to the side, the device slamming into the ground, but not breaking. At least I hope not. It shouldn't have, those damn things were resilient. I did build them like Nokia's.

I walked over to my door, kicking it aggressively. I was satisfied by the sound of Michael most likely having his spine folded like origami. "Ow." he simply said. As I made my way to the dining room, I pulled a cigar out of my suit, lighting it with a candle that was burning on the front desk. I sat at a table, propping my legs up onto it. I picked up a newspaper, scanning over it with a neutral expression. All it did was talk about people protesting against the government.

"Hey Willy!" yelled Ennard, his body collapsing out of a vent on the ceiling. "Hello Ennard." I said simply, not taking my eyes off of the paper. "So… where's cranky?" Ennard asked as he settled down into a chair. "Do you seriously think that I want to wake up Elizabeth? She was a pain to wake up before she got her Stand." Michael said as he sat beside Ennard. He wasn't wrong, it was a pain to wake up Elizabeth most of the time.

"So, are we gonna leave her here while we hunt down the mafia?" asked Ennard. "Most likely, she can just stay here and be the look out." I piped in, folding up my paper. "That makes sense, we need someone to keep Bobert safe anyway." Michael agreed. There was a small sound as Jake pulled himself onto a chair beside me. "Hello Jake, would you be interested in joining us on our venture?" I asked. He nodded up and down, signifying his willingness. "Alrighty then! The Retarded Crusaders will take off again!" yelled Ennard, his stupidity shining through.

"Well, I guess we could use that as a name, we need something to call ourselves other than 'the Aftons' and 'The fuckers from Fazbear's'" Michael explained. "I mean, it's not like it would be wrong to call ourselves retarded or crusaders" I said, also agreeing with the name. For once Ennard has come up with a good idea. It feels weird to simply think that. "Wow, I didn't expect you both to agree with that." Ennard said, his eyes betraying his surprise. I ignored him, opting to turn to the door.

"Well, let's get to work."