Author's Note;

Jester; What's up dear readers sorry for the really late update. Two main reasons due to us moving to a new place we had to change the Wi-Fi in our new place to a private connection. The other is that our schedules have hindered us from getting back online until yesterday afternoon. Still hope you all don't mind it too much but our updating dates must change. So we'll be updating from now on at least Thursday or Saturday.

Smiles; Well its better then not updating at all.

Jester; That's true now on to the reviews. Random guest thanks for the words of praise here's your update. Devil56 I understand your worry that this story is getting off topic but don't worry this update will help. Sheph3rdOfFire glad to hear from you too. Also yeah we're trying to build up Dante so he becomes a more rounded character. Random guest here's more for you. Smiles if you would.

Smiles; I beat you'd love to sleep for five nights.

Dante's View

It's been good few weeks I've been back and forth running moonshine for Glenn and Mitchel. As I dig through the trash I start to look for bottles to put into my pack. Seeing several police cars over the month I knew that they really didn't want people selling or buying moonshine. With the five small jars in my pack I knew just where to go. Walking a short way down the block I went around back of the convenience store and knocked twice. Soon a woman in her forties opened the doors. Her name was Ms. Peachy she really like moonshine. And after talking to Glenn and Mitchel she knew I was their new delivery guy. Ms. Peachy, "Nice to see you Dante you got my three jars"? "Yes here you go". Handing her the three jars she in turn handed me the money for Glenn and Mitchel. Thanking her I went off to my next drop. Over at the apartments I knocked for Mr. John's. He was a thirty-year-old war survivor who lost his arm fighting for a country overseas.

Smiling at me Mr. John's handed me the money and I handed him the jars. Walking down the side streets I stopped as three high school kids stepped in my path. Teen, "Yo trash digger got any money for me"? Just smiled I fished into my back pocket but instead of money I pulled out a Bowe knife. A gift that Mitchel gave me a few months ago for my fifteen birthday. "So you three got anything for me"? The boys back up as I kept a smile taking a few steps the boys ran off calling me crazy. But I knew I was defending myself from people that wanted our hard earned money. After two hours I was back at the brother's home. Walking in Duke and Boxer greeted me with happy jumps and playful licks. Walking into the kitchen I found Mitchel make soup. Mitchel, "Hey Dante how was your run"? "You know got the money punks tried to mess with me the usual". Mitchel, "Scared them off right"? Nodding with a smile I turned to see Glenn carrying a crate.

Unknown View

Voice one, "I like his style he knows how to have fun". Voice two, "Your right but how do we enter his life he's not ready"? Voice one, "Don't worry I'm sure just as before luck will give him a bad hand. Only this time one of us will be there to help pickup the pieces". Huffing in agreement the voice slipped away to hid once more.

Dante's View

Placing the crates on the side he opened it showing twelve jars on top of another twelve jars. Glenn, "Dante we just got another order while you were out. But this guy wants us to carry the order along the river to a small dock. So we're going to send you and Boxer on a paddleboat. And you two are going to make your way down. Once you get there your going to met a guy called Justin. He's going to hand you a envelop of five thousand dollars. You count it real fast then you paddle back home ok". Nodding Glenn smiled as Mitchel pours us each a bowl of beef and vegetable soup. It was a murky day as I paddled my way down the river. Smiling I patted Boxers head as he sat at my feet. Under my seat hidden by dirt, mud, and leaves was the order. It took me a while to find the cut off but when I did I saw the small dock that Glenn told me I had to find. Tying the side of the boat I sat on the side of the dock. Taking out a fishing line I casted it with bait and waited.

In time I heard several footsteps heading my way turning slightly I saw four men walking down the trail to the dock. One man said, "Hey how are you"? "Oh I just stopped here to fish is there a problem sir"? Man, "Yeah we're waiting for a friend so get I can smell you from all the way over here". "It's not nice to talk about someone less fortunate you know. Maybe I should tell your friend not to stop by and have him fish with me"? Another man said, "Shut up Phil he's the runner. You go the shipment don't you"? "Maybe don't like being called mean names... maybe I should tell my friends not to let you buy their stuff". Man, "Now hold on I apologize for my friends words he doesn't understand not everyone has a good life. So now can we do business"? "Let me see the money and you get your order". Walking over the man opened a paper bag showing me five stacks of money. Reaching in I flipped through the stacks making sure they were all one hundred dollars instead of random bills. Last time that happened Glenn had a bone to pick with the creep.

Nodding I walked back into the boat and pulled the crack form under the leaves. Taking the bag the man then took the crate. Man, "Hope to see you more". Nodding I called Boxer back into the boat and began to paddle back up the river. It was a warm night when we got back to the cabin. Handing off the bag Glenn nodded happy and Mitchel said, "Another job well done Dante. Tomorrow you and me are going to have to work through the night while Glenn goes out of state to handle a new buyer. Also on his way back he has to take care of a few things in town so we won't see him until maybe Thursday". "Well what's the new buyers order"? Glenn, "He wants two hundred jars of shine for next week. But I have to head over to talk to him about the price. While you were gone I pick up all the supplies we need to start running first thing in the morning. And we can't stop until all the mash we have is pure alcohol hope you ready". Smiling I turned to Duke and Boxer who were chewing on big bones.

Unknown View

Voice one, "This will hurt him but it's for his own good right". Voice two, "whose to say he might just go cold inside. But at least he'll have pieces of them". Voice one, "That's the bit of good news we could give him".

Dante's View

With a warm meal in my belly I waved bye to Glenn and Mitchel and went home with Duke. Pulling the metal sliding door of the hospitals stairway to one side I closed it once Duke was past me. Spinning the handle it locked and Duke and me went up. Locking the second and third floors sliding doors Duke and I walked three rooms down the hall. Finding our room I tugged a handle inside on the exposed wall and the pushed in the door. Locking it behind us I smiled as Duke went to his mat and was already drifting off to sleep. Stretching a little I changed my clothes and smelt my armpits. The guy was right you could smell me so I took my washbowl and a bar of soap and gave myself a nice wash off. Slipping into my sweat pants and a tank top I was wrapped up on my sleeping bag bed. It was basically a sleeping bag I opened up and stuffed with the insides of a few pillows. Pulling the blanket over my body I was wrapped up tight and pulled the blanket over my head.

It was earlier around the break of dawn Duke and Boxer was yawning both were still sleeping. Smiling I began to add in the mix to the steering drum and Mitchel was taking care of the still. He was making sure the still was sealed up and wouldn't leak. In time Mitchel lite the bottom of the barrel and we began to pour the mash in. Sealing up the top it was now a waiting game. Looking up at the drifting clouds I said, "You know Mitchel Ginseng season starts the next month. I hope you a Glenn don't mind me going off every now and again to find some". Mitchel, "It's alright Dante we know how much you like to saw money. That dream of yours to reopen the restaurant is nice". "Yeah Mr. Fazbear was such a nice guy one of few people I ever met like you and Mitchel. One of the few that didn't talk down to me or called me names. Heck you two even put up with me smelling back even when I can hardly tell myself". Mitchel, "Hey Glenn and me gone at least a week plus without taking a bath so it's ok. Now look here we go some shine flowing".

Looking at the third barrels end nozzle with a twig sticking out of it began to trickle with moonshine. Taking some shine into a jar he shook it for a few seconds to say, "You see all those bubbles Dante that means that you got a real good batch of shine right there. Also don't forget to give it a little taste. You have to make sure it burns a little when it hits your tongue. But when it goes down your throat it makes you have a cool sensation as you breath". Feeling what Mitchel was talking about I shook my head saying, "That was a spoonful and it still hurt when I drink it". Mitchel, "Don't worry it'll grow on you just give it time. So now lets get packing". Nodding I started to pack the jars of shine into the crates. In time we had our first crateful of shine and still had another five batches of shine to make. So that was the process mixing, adding, waiting, and packing. That was the cycle and it went on for hours well into the night. Lighting a lantern Mitchel and I continued our shining for another few hours.

Mitchel, "And done seven crates of shine and five jars to ourselves for later. Good job Dante lets carry these to the house and then wait for Glenn". Nodding we started to carry the shine to the house and placed them to one side of the room. Soon an engine was making its way down the road but as I looked out the window I was it was a police car. "Mitchel police". Grabbing a tarp he threw it over the stack of crate and walked out onto his porch. As the car came to a stop two officers walked over to us as I petted Boxer. Mitchel, "Morning officer what can I do for you"? Officer, "Mitchel I have some bad news".

Third person's View

For a whole month Glenn was in the hospital injured from a drunken fool running a red light. The man was arrest and sued by Mitchel. The man couldn't believe his actions but Dante knew better then to listen to his words. Dante found that people acted like animals when they had control or not. It was in people's nature to hurt or try to hurt one another. But now Dante was looking at Glenn from the chair worried he might lose another friend. Mitchel walked into the room he had to check a few things as he told Dante. Seeing the bags under the young mans eyes Mitchel said, "Dante head on back home and get some sleep you need you rest. Glenn wouldn't like to hear that you skipped out on Ginseng season". Nodding Dante tapped Glenn's hand and walked out of the hospital.

As Dante walked a whisper lingered around him. Whisper, "It hurts to lost the people and things you care for right"? Dante, "Who said that"? Looking around the empty dirt road Dante wondered if someone followed him. Whisper, "Well you can't see me yet its understandable. But in time we will talk face to face in a matter of specking. But relax I'm a friend not the one you should worry about. And in time you place in all their lives will come full circle. But for now go home you'll need to be awake for what's to come". As the whisper drifted Dante was on edge unsure either to go home or race back to the hospital.

Dante was home the wind outside told him that Ginseng season was going to end soon and the winter would be on them. Smiling as the sunlight peaked in through the covered window Dante grabbed his stick and walked out into the woods. With Duke in toe Dante paddled down stream to his secret stash of Ginseng. People knew better to try and get on Glenn and Mitchel's land. After what happened to the Reed brothers not many wanted to get sued or end up with shotgun pellets in the bellies. Dante pulled over alongside a rock face and tied the boat to a large rock. Petting Duke Dante climbed up to his hidden cave. A few weeks ago Mitchel told Dante of all the caves the honey combed all the mountains. When he found this one he got a great idea. Taking buckets of dirt from all over the place and making a few holes allowing rainwater to travel into the cave. Dante had his own hiding spots for his secret supply of Ginseng. He had three more stashes along the rocky river face. A bush that Dante planted covered each stash spot. Looking at his stash Dante felt the soil was nice an evenly wet. Dante, "Glad to know you all are getting nice an old". Planting two more berries he picked from yesterday Dante went to check the rest of his stash.

With his stashes ok Dante now headed in deeper to pick more Ginseng. After a good few years of wandering with Dante Duke grew to now have a nose of Ginseng. Which was a big help to Dante so with the season winding down the two need a good amount to end off the year. Running alongside Duke it didn't take long for the two to find more Ginsengs. Pulling up the roots with his stick Dante then replanted the berries and moved on to the next one. After picking five roots in the area they were off running to the next patch of Seng. In time Dante pulled up another seven patches of various numbers of Ginseng. With his bag nearly full Dante needed another two or three patches to fill his bag. Running with Duke in front it wasn't long before they found another two patches. But there was so much Seng that Dante had to use his packs side pockets. After four hours of running for Ginseng Dante's season was at an end and it was a good end. With his pack full he paddled back to Mr. Spiders shop.

Smiling Dante walked into the Ginseng store and nodded at Mr. Spider. Mr. Spider, "Dante heard about Glenn he doing ok"? Dante, "Don't know but I hope he gets well I mean he's one of the few that..." Trailing of Dante unloaded his Ginseng on a scale for Mr. Spider to tell him how much money he earned. Mr. Spider, "Seven pounds that's about five hundred dollars and a few odd bills". Dante, "That'll be find it should get us even closer to my dream". Mr. Spider handed Dante the money and once he was done counting Dante walked off. Employee, "Damn I just can't believe the Glenn Moore died". Dante stopped in his tracks and turned to the employees as they continued their conversation. Tapping Duke Dante and him went into a mad dash back into town to see if it was true. Dante, 'Please no I don't want to lose anyone else please'. After hours of running the two got to the hospital and found Mitchel leaving the lobby.

Whisper, "Hold back your tears and listen. We must meet after he talks walk alone and sit by the stump in the back". Dante, 'Who are you and why are you doing this to me'? Whisper, "I've done nothing Dante its lady luck casting her dice for your life. And she keeps giving you snake eyes". As the whispered ended Dante raised his head looking right at the bearded elderly man. Mitchel saw the dirt covering Dante's legs and the sporadic panting coming from Dante and Duke. Both toe Mitchel looked as if the ran a marathon then ran home just to say the won. Mitchel saw the stains of tears and red eyes that his young friend had. Walking over Mitchel held something in his hand. It was Glenn's leather snakeskin hat. Placing it on Dante's head to say, "He didn't suffer and he told me to tell you that 'your a good kid Dante and you'll make a great man one day'".

Walking off with Mitchel to his truck Dante held Duke on his lap. After a short drive the two was back at the brother cabin. Dante didn't like it when he lost someone he cared about. But in this world things like the lose of those you cared of often shaped your life. Sleeping on the couch Dante saw the light for Mitchel's room go out meaning that he was a sleep. Slipping out the window closet to him Dante found the stump at the open field. After twenty minutes of staring at the clear night sky a laugh caused him to turn his head. But it was more like a chuckle still slowly a large figure rose from the shadows. To Dante it was as if the shadows themselves were giving a chance to live. Dante was started but he didn't run instead he pulled his knife. Shadow, "Good to know that the first question is out of the way. But for now I'd like to introduce myself I'm Shadow Freddy".

Dante, "You look like one of the old animatronics from Fazbear's..." Shadow Freddy, "Yes the Dinner was where me and my friend was born. But you passed it when you were younger allowing us to follow you. You were more interesting compared to other that passed us. My time for now is short but you will meet my friend soon. And sorry we can't talk on a daily bases... not yet at least. A few more moments and you will understand how the story ends". With that Shadow Freddy slipped back down into Dante's shadow leaving him with more questions then answers. But one thing was for sure Dante's dream to reopen the pizzeria was more then just a simple goal.

Today was the day Mitchel brought Glenn home but he was nothing but ash. Mitchel, "Don't ever get buried its easy to get cremated that and it saves money for the family. Don't worry Dante he's in a better place and he's watching over us". Dante nodded tucked his long red hair into Glenn's hand and smiled as best he could. Mitchel smiled through his beard and walked into the next room. He came back with a small portable radio and a hand crank generator. Mitchel, "Glenn and I thought it would be a good idea for you to have power and seeing as you know a thing or two about wiring we though this would help. The radio is so that Duke doesn't get bored".

Smiling at one another the two share a hug and Dante help the gifts. Dante, "I'll make my dream come true Mitchel and I'm happy knowing Glenn is going to watch me get there". Nodding at his young friend Mitchel went to get Dinner ready and Dante clicked on the radio.

Smiles; Well that was trippy.

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Smiles; Peace off and WE'LL HUG YOU ALL LATER!