Chapter 4 Welcome to The Family

Jennifer was getting impatient, her foot tapping on the tile floor, and her fingers rapping on the table, "Where is he? Fritz said he was coming right back but is he here yet? No, no he is not, he's probably running around in Central Park or pursuing around famous restaurants. I told him that we needed him back but he isn't here!" One of her blue eyes was twitching.

Craig came in with a cup of lavender and camameal tea in his hand, he held out his arm, "Honey don't worry, I'm sure he's on his way back."

She swatted the cup and sauser out of the mans hands, sending the tea spilling and the cup and saucer shattering when it all hit the floor. She snapped, "I don't want your tea, I want our manager back here right this minute!"

Craig Fitzgerald shrank back from his wife and headed back into the kitchen."Ok note to self, wait til the wife calms down before you try offer her the tea again." He reminded himself before going back and cleaning up the mess.

Fritz came in the door,"Jennifer I'm back!" He announced. A grin was then present to his face. Jennifer stormed out to see him, her eye brows knitted as she clenched her teeth together.

"Fritz Smith, where the hell have you been?! We've already got everything put away! It's called perishable food for a reason mister!" Her blue eyes then caught sight of the basket in his arm, the little baby (who, thankfully hadn't been woken up by all the yelling) silently asleep inside. "And what's in the basket?" The manager continued to grin.

"Well, Jennifer, you know how you've constantly been telling your husband and me that you've wanted a kid all your own?"

The woman nodded. "Yes I've said that numerous times, why did you ask that?" She raised an eyebrow for she was now getting suspicious with the man.

"Well, look in the basket and you just might get your wish."

She did as she was told and when her eyes met the young baby girl all her anger melted away. "Awww, Fritz where on Earth did you find her?"

"Well her mother was about to be killed by a psychopathic criminal with a knife but I shot him right in the back. As a token of what I did for her she told me to take her baby and give her a good home, I told her I knew of two lovely people who would love to have a baby like her. So she handed the little girl to me and now, here we are. I decided to let you and Craig name her."

Jennifer's sky blue eyes were filled with happiness. "Craig get out here, we're parent's now!" She squealed.

The man was at his wifes side in a snap, "Shut up seriously, am I hearing you right? Did our dream actually come true?" Her husband came in after practicaly dropping his coffee after hearing the wife's squeal and was put off by the baby girl."Oh my goodness, Jennifer where did this bundle of joy come from?" He asked.

"Fritz found her, he said that her mother was almost killed by a criminal and he rescued her."

"Oh that's wonderful news, I think this will make our life much better." Craig remarked as he looked upon the little girl who smiled back up at her new parents. Both Jennifer and her husband knew that this was going to change their lives forever.

Scott was releived when he stepped inside the diner dressed in his light blue uniform with black slacks and hat. The man breathed in a sigh of releif. Everytime Scott set foot in this establishment, it made him feel content. He'd come here numerous times with his parents back when he was a kid, and now he was a security guard here. It felt so much like a dream only it was oh so real. Being here was so much better then facing his friend who held one hell of a grudge against him. Of course on the inside, a river of remorse was coursing throughout his veins, and he knew that he would have to apologize sometime.

His mind started to wander and a memory came flooding back. "Oh Fritz you hate me just because I abandoned you before a pounding, but if you think back really hard to when we were in the same middle school you'll probably remember that the last time when we were dealing with a bully is when we first met..."

Back when Scott and Fritz had both attended West Point middle school (which is where they first met), the kids were rough and snobby, well all except for those two bright young 7th graders.

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A bright boy with curly ginger hair was jumping as high as he could go and flailing his arms around in the air at the same time as he tried to get his five dollars back. "Benny give it back I'm begging you please give me my lunch money!" The little boy shouted.

The bully was at least three feet taller than Frances was. He had his hand high above his head, his arm was stretched all the way out. The little boy jumped as high as he could to retrieve the bill but it was to no avail, it was out of his reach. His green gemstone eyes were soon flooded with tears.

"Ha, you're nothing but a wimp with absolutly no upper or lower body strength whatsoever! Ha, ha, ha, ha!" Benny shoved the little boy to the ground before walking twords him. Frances inched his way over into a corner, trembling.

Scott who was on his way to Launguage Arts caught sight of the helpless 7th grader. He saw the anxiety wrapping itself around the other boys eyes. He was a frightened kitten up in a tree with a dog down below him waiting for him to come down. Scott stepped in between the boy and the bully. "Benny leave him alone, can't you see he's frightened and helpless?" "The 8th grader marched over to him, Scott looked him dead in the eye.

"Oh yeah pal? And just what do you plan on doing about it?" Benny asked curling his hand into a fist.

"Well maybe I'll do...this!" Scott stepped on his toe, pulled his arm back and then punched him right in the stomach. The bully fell over and clutched his stomach as he screamed in pain. Scott walked over to Frances and held his hand out. "Come on, it's alright you're safe now." He reassured him. The other boy grabbed his hand and stood up, before he wrapped his arms around him and gave him a tight hug. Tears of joy sliding down his face.

"Thank you." He wept. Scott patted his head, running his finger though curly ginger locks. "The name's Frances Smith."

"Scott Cawthon, you ok Frances?"

"I'm fine, thank you for taking care of Benny for me and socking him right in the gut. You're a lot braver then me." He rubbed the back of his neck sheepishly. The other boy giggled.

"Well I beleive with my help we could be feared by Benny and every other bully in this school." Scott slipped his hand into Frances's and escorted him to his class. He knew that neither of them would never be able to forget that day. The day when they first met each other. But when they got to high school that all changed and took a turn for the worst when they met the senior bully.

"Ahhh! Get away from me Dennis. I'm warning you, I know someone who will take you down in a heartbeat!" Frances struggled to get himself free but it was no use. The bully grabbed him by his scarf, and spun him around a full 360° before slamming him face first into his own locker. A bruise forming on his face after the slam.

"Dennis! Put. Him. Down!" An angry voice made him turn around. Scott's eyes widen when he saw his friend after he had turned around: black and blue bruise followed by a bloody nose and broken glasses.

"Scott help me!" Frances cried. "Take him down just like what you did to Benny!"

"Ok, I'm coming!" He took about two steps tword the bully but then he remembered he had a meeting with his counselor. "Oh shoot I just remembered I have to go somewhere, and if I'm late I'll be in big trouble. Sorry dude I gotta go! But I'll be back." With that Cawthon took off.

"Wait!"

Dennis turned back to his victim, "now where were we?" He smirked.

"Um letting me go?" Frances hoped as he started to tremble, the color leaving his face. The bully scratched his chin.

"Hm let me think...NO!"

"Please? I mean it's almost lunch time." The senior looked at the clock and to his surprise the lower class student was right. 11:55. He then dropped him to the ground. The younger boy tried to scrabble away but Dennis grabbed him by the ankles and dragged the helpless Sophmore tword the boys bathroom.

"Well Frances let's just see what kind of appetite you'll have after your swirly! Ha, ha, ha, ha!" He chuckled. Smith was then dunked head first into the toilet, after the first round, his eyes were spinning, the second round, he swallowed a gallon of water, the third time around, he didn't even bother trying to struggle. Ice formed in his heart, darkening his personality.

A smirk planted itself on his face, "Just you wait Scott Cawthon, I will have my revenge on you for flaking out on me, I...will have my...vengeance!" Frances vowed.

Tears ran down Scott's face as he sat across from Mrs. Martin, he could only imagine what a rough time his friend was having since he wasn't there defending him, "I'm sorry." He whispered.

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At this point, tears were running down Scott's face after reminiscing about when he first met him and when they faced Benny and Dennis. It just seemed so distant now. He needed about five minutes, so he stepped outside, placed his head in his hands, and sank down onto his knees. He continued to sob. "Oh Fritz I'm sorry, I am so so sorry for what I did. If I had a time machine and could go back to 1968 and undo what I did, I would. Just so I wouldn't be in this mess with you, and you'd probably feel a whole lot better and not hate me. If only I was Dennis's victim and not you. And because of this feud we have, it's preventing me from telling you that...I love you." The guilt was nawing and eating him from the inside out, the painful memory was haunting him.

Vincent rolled the animatronics into the eatery one by one on his dolly. "Ok Hector where do you want these and how many do you want out here?" He called. Mr. FredBear looked around his diner, he wanted to put the animatronics somewhere where they could be seen. Soon he thought of the perfect place.

"Ok Vincent put two right here on this little show stage, and since it's so small, we have a back room so you can put the rest of the gang in there." Hector instructed. Vincent nodded and did as he was told, he picked out two of the robots: a gold bear with a dark purple top hat and bow tie holding a microphone named FredBear, and also a golden bunny named Spring Bonnie up on the wooden platform . After getting them in the their proper place, the mechanic stepped back and let Hector take a look at his work. Vincent stood their shaking like a nervous nester, he whipped around and stood up straight like a soilder, hands at his sides when Mr. FredBear turned around to judge him on his work.

"Well..." Was all he managed to say.

"Well I am quite impressed with your work Vincent Schmidt, these are amazing, I'm sure your son will love it. I think this year you got his birthday right." He turned and went into the back room and came back with a light purple uniform, hat, yellow security badge and black slacks along with a white envelope. Hector handed them to Vincent.

"What's this?" He asked.

Mr. FredBear chuckled. "Why it's your work uniform, you can't be a part of my diner without the uniform right?"

"So you're giving me the job?" His client nodded yes. "Sweet! And what's in the envelope?" The mechanic asked with curiosity.

"Open it and find out."

Vincent tucked his new set of clothes under his arm and opened the envelope. What he found inside made his eyes go wide and his jaw drop. It was three thousand dollars all in cash. He felt his heart skip a beat, and he thought he would faint right there on the spot. "What is this really all for me?"

Hector nodded, "yes sir this is for letting me use your creations to reel in more customers. I can't tell you how greatful I am for you for letting me do this. I'm even going to call up the company and make merchandise off of these robots: masks, plushies, everything. Plus this is also for the tune up you gave my bug. That car's worth a good amount of money. I think it's somewhere close to that three thousand dollars that you've got in your hand right now." He hinted at how much he had given Vincent.

"Why thank you."

"You're an amazing mechanic and robotic specialist. You truely have a gift." Mr. FredBear winked.

The mechanic felt a hand move up to his face as he hid a blush. "Oh stop it Hector you're embarrasing me, I'm not that great." He rubbed the back of his neck.

"Are you kidding me you're truely amazing Mr. Schmidt, now why don't you go home, rest up and I'll see you tomorrow, and I'll see you and your son together in two weeks?" Vincent nodded.

"Right, I'll see you tomorrow. And also the two animatronics we put up on the stage also function as both animatronics and wearable suits." He then waved goodbye to him, hopped in his purple car and drove home to see his wife and two sons. "A new job, and it's with my newest client that I just met an hour ago." Vince smiled as he thought of his new job.

A/N

Oh a flashback of Scott and Fritz of how they met, and how Frances became so cold hearted, how intresting. And it seems the Fitzgerald's are in awe by the baby girl, how will they manage in raising her? And on top of all that, Vincent getting a second job as a security guard, and what happened with his robots. I also think that the chapter title fits perfectly. Ok so this wraps up another chapter, so as always R&R and keep smiling!

I think that this is probably my best chapter ever! ;) ;) *nudge nudge*