The two walked down the street, feeling the cool autumn air against their faces. "Surely you've noticed the amount of kids. Most people start families here, hoping their children will carry on a legacy that never existed to begin with." Rachel was saying. Tim had his hands in the pockets of his coat, and was listening to Rachel talk about the residents. He was deeply saddened to hear of the families that came and went. "So. What's your choice? Did you come to say goodbye?" Tim sighed. "Well... I spent most of yesterday thinking. About our past, and about how much Ie thought of you these past few months. I… I won't let you go, ever again." Rachel smiled at him, before hugging him. "Thank you."
"So, what's your plan?" The two friends had ended up at Chickadee's again. "I was thinking this town needs a venue of entertainment directed to children," Rachel said. "Huh, I'm impressed you actually know those big buisness words," Tim joked. "I've done some research. The problem is I just don't know where to start. There are a lot of choices; day care centers, arcades, amusement parks…." "Well, the only thing I really know is about restaurants," Tim said. "Hmm… we could do that." Tim sighed. "I suppose it would be easy to call my cousin, ask him to start a business here…" Rachel frowned. "I… don't exactly think that would work. Big chains don't usually open in a lost-cause city like this," she concluded. "Well what if we did a spin off," Tim said, "Like a sister location, of sorts." Rachel tapped her chin. "Would Freddy even allow that?" "If he doesn't, we could launch independently." "Still, there's a lot to do if we want to start a restaurant. We would need staff, merchandise, and an attraction…" Tim suddenly sat up. "I know where we can get an attraction."
Foxy hummed along as the song Chasing Cars by Snow Patrol came on. He had spent the morning working on Baby and Ballora, now he was fixing a customer's radio. The door was opened suddenly, and Rachel came in. "Hey, Foxy." Foxy waved. "Hey." Rachel went over to the counter. She was excited about something. "Listen, about those prototypes… Do you think you can get them working?" Foxy tilted his head. "Working? Um… It might be possible, but insanely difficult. Why?" Rachel quickly highlighted her plan. "Please, Foxy. You know how much it means to me." Foxy slowly nodded. "Yeah… It's all you've ever talked about. Alright… I'll try and get them working, though it might take a bit." Rachel smiled at him. "Thanks!" Rachel turned and ran out to the waiting car driven by TB. Foxy laid his wrench down, which what he usually did when he was stressed. Glancing at the animatronic, he took a deep breath, knowing that completely fixing them could very well eat his life away. Well, it wasn't like he had much of a life anyway, he thought as he grabbed a pad of paper and made a list of parts he would have to get.
TF sipped his tea as he folded up his newspaper. Tim slid into the seat next to him. Chica had gone off to talk with Ashley, and Rachel had gone to talk to her cousin. "Hey, TF. Do you know if you could get some custom products?" TF tossed his paper onto the counter. "Well of course. What kind of products do you have in mind?" "Well.. Rachel and I were thinking of opening a restaurant for kids, and we'd need some prizes and other things." TF rubbed his chin. "A restaurant, eh? Yes, I could get you your supplies, but there's a lot of other things you have to consider. Where will you get a building? Where will you get the needed staff?" Tim shook his head. "There are a lot of empty buildings around here. I'm sure we could get one for a cheap price… And I hope a lot of people will jump at the chance of a job." Looking out the window, he stood up. "I've got to go make a phone call now." TF nodded. "Well, good luck. This town's counting on you two to succeed. No pressure though."