Author's Note;

Smiles; Dude its Valentines Day why are we updating?

Jester; One cause it is Valentines Day and two cause we need to show more love to our fics. So yeah relax and lets read this review to update. TheFriendlyDemon Smiles send our Friendly friend an epic hug and replica great sword.

Smiles; What kind of finish on the sword?

Jester; Give it a copper blue mix tint. Also Friendly you may ask what makes an epic hug so epic?

Smiles; My epic hugs are so great because we drink a ton a whiskey and I talk to you in Morgan Freeman's voice.

Jester; Right now thanks to all who are still ready and hope you like this chapter.

Third person's View

Today was a grin day for Honey County Appalachia. Today Freddy Fazbear the third was being buried. When word came to Dante of the old man passing it brought him to tears for days. Now sitting behind a gravestone Dante watched from a distance as the old pizzeria owner was laid to rest. In two hours the grave of Mr. Fazbear was covered over allowing Dante to finally walk over. With no one around Dante cried his silent tears until he spoke, "Why Mr. Fazbear why did you have to die? You showed me so many fun things and you took care of Freddia, Bonnie, Chica, and Foxy. We miss you". Tears dropping from his cheeks Dante stood by the grave for an hour before walking off. Now fourteen Dante wasn't like he was when he was younger. He was taller, slightly less shy, and more willing to talk to people. Walking through the streets Dante passed a newspaper stand. The held lines read 'Freddy Fazbear passing brings worry of the unknown reopening of famous pizzeria'. With Mr. Fazbear gone even Dante doubted that the pizza place that brought joy to all would ever have its doors open again.

Walking down further Dante saw the man that he was working for the last few weeks. The man smirked seeing Dante to say, "Well son did you find that car I asked you about"? Dante nodded and told the man where he could find the car. The man took out his radio and gave a call to his driver. For the last year Dante was working for a reposition group that reclaimed cars that people couldn't pay off. The group asked Dante to find the cars because now one would think twice at seeing a homeless teen digging through their trash for bottles or food. The man gave Dante a twenty and waited for his friend to come and pick him up. Dante simply left planning to us the twenty to buy food. After two hours Dante was walking through the woods to his little hidden cabin. Two years the tree house was hit by a bad snowstorm at the end of the winter season and the whole tree came down. Using the material he found and had he created a small cabin with a basement. He used hard clay stone to stop bugs from getting into his little basement.

Heating up a can of beans and opening a can of peaches the boy ate then went to sleep. Yet another day Dante had enough bottles to turn in. Walking to the grocery store Dante wasn't shocked he was the only person turning in bottles for money. With money in hand Dante walked down the street to look around. Over the years many stores can and went. Often leaving empty places the he could explore for things to mess with. One store closed leaving a bunch of old spot stuff just sitting in the backroom. Seeing that some of the stores had workers in them Dante didn't have his hopes high. But as he rounded the next corner he found one store still boarded up. Walking down the alley Dante took out a rusty hammer and pulled one windows board off. Placing it down gently Dante went inside. Seeing the place was gutted of any shelves or table Dante began looking from room to room.

Dante remember this being a small exchange store people often called a pawn store. Find stray change even a gold ring Dante found nothing else that really stood out. Making it to the last room Dante stepped on a slightly loss piece in the floor. Prying open the loss floor Dante found a tin with a plastic top. Opening it Dante found a roll of money and bunch of big shiny coins. The coins were in small plastic wraps that said silver prof. Putting the money and coins into the tin Dante knew that this was all he would find. Leaving the abandoned store went home to count his money. With seven stacks of hundreds, sixty dollars in another stack, and lastly random shiny things that he was told were valuable. Dante knew he would be ok for the year to come so long as he kept working and not get lazy. For one month last year Dante was lazy he ran out of supplies and nearly had nothing for when the rainy season started.

Dante pulled out his sketchbook and once more drawing another image that popped into his mind. When it was finished the image hand a pirate sailing on a ship with a giant sea monster trying to sink it. Smiling at the drawing inspire by one of Foxy's tales. Dante closed the book and went off to sleep. It was mid day and Dante was looking for berries to add to his food mash for dinner tonight. But soon the familiar bang went off in the air. Dante scrambled up a tree using the long stick he found on the dead man to help him reach each branch. Looking around from behind the leaves Dante saw a dog with brown and black fur. It was creating a whimpering sound but its side had red stuff dripping from it. A short time later a man ran over holding a long gun. The man was pissed saying mean words at the poor dog. But what Dante saw next made him angry the man raised his gun aiming it at the dog's head. The dog growled but shook unable to fight back.

Dante slide down a few branches and then dropped onto the man. Lifting up his stick Dante took several swings connecting with the man's head. The man groaned ad toppled to the soft soil. Dante poked the man with his stick only hearing a groan leave his still body. Dante then looked at the poor dog and go closer. The dog didn't growl it just made the same whimper like sound. Picking up the dog Dante went as fast as he could back into town. Finding a small pet store Dante looked at the storeowner from under his hoodie. The woman motioned for Dante. Owner, "What happened"? Dante, "Bad man hurt him tried to kill him for no reason". The woman felt sick and said, "Wait out here and I'll help him". Dante waited for a long time it was way past dark when the woman finally let Dante see the hurt dog. On seeing him the dog began to wag its tail and even licked Dante's hand as he petted it. Woman, "The bullet didn't hurt him too bad but he'll have to stay here until he's better".

Dante, "Can I come visit him". Woman, "As far as it matters to me he's yours. What's your name"? Dante told her his name and petted the dog again saying he would return tomorrow. Leaving the store Dante walked back home wondering how things with his new companion would work. A few months have gone by and Dante now had a new friend walking the streets with him. Dante's new friend was called Duke cause of the clump of hair that made it look as if he had a Mohawk. Dante and Duke walked down the street with bottle clanging in his pack. In time Dante had a good thirty dollars with him. Buy three cans of dog food, five cans of various fruits, and water Dante and Duke went home before the rainy season began. With these last supplies Dante's last task was to finish the last few things he had to do around the cabin. Once home Dante began to use his small rusty hatchet and started to cut large branches into the right sizes. A large huff echoed through the trees and Dante knew just what it was. A few weeks ago he had a run in with the large furry brutes of the forest of Honey Appalachia. The large Black bears often wandered the forest from time to time. Working faster Dante pulled Duke inside and set to eat dinner and go to sleep.

The next day Dante and Duke were looking for piece of metal. Dante found out that some people liked to abandon random pieces of metal in the forests. Looking around the rain drenched floor Dante used his stick to poke and jab into the soil. Finding a large pipe Dante put it into his pack. Duke however began to grown with caught Dante's attention. Dante began to look around the forest was quiet. Dante knew when all he could hear was raindrop was bad. A loud huff caught his attention as a large black bear emerged from behind a bush. The bear charge Dante who dove to the right behind a tree. Duke barks echoed through the tree but he stayed close to Dante. Dante tapped Duke's back and the two began to run as fast as they could. But the bear gave chase. Dante and Duke began to zigzag between trees. As Dante and Duke saw the small stream that ran close to their cabin Dante smiled. Pushing themselves their cabin was closing in. But as they got closer the huffs got closer as well until Dante felt his back leg swept up from under him.

Landing in a sliding roll Dante slammed into one of the stumps by the cabin. Looking up the bear towered over Dante giving a roar but as it raised its pawn Duke retaliated. Biting into the bear's leg the bear growled loudly hitting Duke with its paw. Duke's whines began to tell Dante he was hurt and that was all Dante needed. As the bear turned Dante took several swings at the bears head. The bear in turn lashed out cutting deep into Dante's side. Rolling on the ground in pain Dante looked up as the bear approached Duke his only friend. Leaving him no choice Dante grabbed his last resort tool. Shouting Dante got closer and held his weapon tight. As the kick of the weapon hit Dante's hip and belly the bear was no match for the weapon. With a mid huff the bear dropped with two large holes in its shoulder and side. Popping his shotgun open Dante quickly reloaded the gun and eased himself closer. Tapping it with his foot Dante was sure it was dead. Sighing Dante felt the sting in his side as blood trickled down his thigh along his pants and shoes.

Quickly checking Duke Dante found that he was only bruised unlike himself. Dante and Duke made it back to the cabin for first aid. Three painful hours later Dante had his leg wrapped with special tree sap and a clear medicine that burned every time he put it on a cut. Wheeling his pull cart from alongside the cabin Dante pushed, pulled, and kicked the bear onto the cart as best he could. Then another two hours later he was walking through town with his kill. Getting all the way across town Dante knocked of the door to the hunters store to the shock of the three owners. Inside the three were surprised that Dante took down the bear of his own. After checking his wound in the back one owner went to talk to the others. Owner one, "Should we call the sheriff"? Owner two, "No I've seen that kid around here for years. He's a good kid he's done nothing wrong he just lives on his own. Lets give him some money for the bear and a few things from the store and send him on his way". The third owner looked around the store and put together a rough sack of items. The owners handed the sack to Dante along with two hundred dollars. Thanking the men Dante limped back home with pull cart in toe.

Another week of pain Dante's side still felt the affects of the brown bears claws. The owner told Dante he was lucky just to have bruises and a light claw attack from the bear he fought. The owner said often those bear cut far deeper then what he got. Smiling that it was a nicer wound compared to some Dante wasn't going to let it stop him from fixing up his small cabin. Placing the flat metal pieces on his cabins roof Dante tied and nailed the down with branches. Dante was grateful to the storeowners the sack they gave him had a lot of nice things. One being a fishing line and book on fishing, a sowing kit and fist aid manual, a sleeping bag, and a pair of cargo pants. But tucked inside one of the pockets were several shotgun shells. Happy at the owner's kindness Dante was off to fish for the first time in his life. From what the book said the best place to go was at large rivers where the most fish would be.

With Duke at his side Dante walked for a good three miles until they found the river. Once at the river Dante placed the worm on the end and spun it over his head like a lasso. Until he let it flew off into the water. Using a rock as a chair Dante sat and waited for a tug on his line. In time a tug came and Dante tugged back. Putting all his strength into bringing the fish to him Dante was in awe at how high the fish jumped as he pulled it closer. With it close enough Dante picked up a rock and hit the fishes head like the book said. With the fish dead Dante once more went on to fish. After a while Dante heard voices coming from up stream. Turning in the voices direction Dante saw a group of five two of them where kids like him. Dante however recognized on of the adults. He was one of the hunters he saw years ago camping during the winter. The man saw Dante and smiled. Walking over the man said, "Well I never thought I'd see you again and from the looks of it the fish must be biting". Dante nodded as the man introduce his two nephews, his son in law, and daughter.

Daughter, "Dad he's the boy you said you found in the woods"? Man, "Yes Rebecca would around town is that you killed a brown bear son". Dante lifted his cargo pants to show his still slightly bandaged wounds. The son in law and his boys were surprised because they too heard the story of a homeless boy walking through town with a bear in a pull cart. Knowing that it was Dante was even more of a surprise. Man, "Well rainy season will end soon and then everyone will be running through these mountains for that flower gold". Dante, "Flower gold"? Helping the kids set their lines the man nodded saying, "Ginseng season starts in two months time. But I'm worried about my friends those damn Reed brothers had gotten worse over the years. Just last year they burned a man truck in the woods cause they think all the land in here belongs to them". Dante petted Duke to say, "The bears own the land more then even us". The man nodded saying, "Well if you feel like it here's what you need to know about Ginseng".

On his trip back home Dante was going over the notes he took of the plant called Ginseng. At the cabin Dante wasted no time he cleaned the fish then began to dry them out like the book said. In time they were nice and dry like jerky and he and Duke ate each bite they had for dinner. But with Ginseng season a few months away Dante knew that money was going to be harder then ever. People were paying their bills and some even began to recycle naturally. Leaving Dante to have to work even harder during the year to make even twenty dollars. Remembering the numbers the hunter was saying about Ginseng Dante knew that this season he would have to take a step into hunting the golden plant of Honey county.

Smiles; Hey lets go to Appalachia for a while.

Jester; I'm not risking my life for a root. Any way hope you all liked it and hope to hear more comments soon.