( author's note:

I don't need any more characters (OCs) in this book. very sorry, but please don't ask.

Also, Gold is not going to be dating Springtrap. Stop asking.

And please don't say "FoxyxBonnie kids in next chapter" or tell me what to write next.

Its my story, and I'm going to write it how I want, with the characters that I want, with the pairings that I want. If you want it different, go write your own story, please. )

{ Edd; June 2039 }

"Heck to the yes! Last day of school! Why aren't you as excited as I am?" Edd asked, nudging his younger, shorter sister. He was over a foot taller than she was, but he never teased her because he didn't see the point. He had a skip in his step as he traveled next to the small girl.

"I am," Sylvia assured him, kicking a rock on the sidewalk.

"You don't seem like it," Edd pointed out. "You won't even run home with me."

Sylvia shook her head. "I'm just really tired, that's all," she told him, throwing a small smile in his direction.

Edd sighed but smiled back regardless. "Alright. You'd tell me if something was wrong, yeah?" he asked.

The dark blue-haired girl nodded, her smile widening slightly. "Of couse, Edd."

Eventually the two siblings made it home. As soon as they opened the door, their dad came barreling into the room, screaming at the top of his voice.

"Eddy! Silvie! Guess wha-" he slid and banged into the wall with a loud thump, crumpling to the floor. Edd laughed, but Sylvia dropped her books to help her father stand up.

Their dad, Finn, had just turned forty-five, but he still acted like a crazy teenager. He ran around the house, annoyed their mom, randomly talked in a pirate accent, you name it. Their mom and all of his friends called him "Foxy," a childhood nickname.

"Dad, are you alright?" Sylvia asked, helping the dazed ginger stand. He nodded and then gave his head a quick shake to clear it. His long giner hair fell into his eyes, but he didn't seem to notice or care.

"Yeah, I'm good," he assured them with a toothy smile.

"What was that?" a small voice said. Their mother, Bonnie, walked in, holding a book snugly in her hands. Her pastel blue hair was cut pixie-style, and the usual makeup covered her old faded scar. Every time Edd or Sylvia asked what the scar was from, she snapped at them and told them to mind their own business.

Bonnie always teased Foxy for having longer hair than her, but he would just laugh and go back to watching his anime from years and years ago that he's still obsessed with.

"Ah, Edd pushed me into the wall," Foxy lied with a snicker.

Edd punched him playfully in the arm. "Stop lying, dad," he laughed.

Bonnie rolled her eyes, a faint smile on her face. She then returned to the living room, cracking open her book and continuing to consume the words.

Foxy turned towards his children, still smiling. "Lad, lass, I got somethin' to show ye," he told them, taking on the pirate accent that he loved to use on random occasions.

"What is it?" Sylvia asked, her voice quiet but full of excitement.

"I got a new game for the PS8!" Foxy said, bouncing like a small kid.

"Really? That was worth running into the kitchen and bashing your head on the wall?" Edd asked, crossing his arms.

Foxy's jaw dropped. "Uh, duh! This game is so swag, Edd, you have to play it with me!"

"Swag?" Edd snorted. "Dad, nobody says that. What is this, 2015?"

The ginger rolled his eyes. "Anyway, come on. Just play it with me," he begged, batting his eyelashes like a little kid asking his mother for ice cream.

Edd looked to his left for support from his sister, but she had dissapeared. Which meant, he would have to play with the ginger man-child. He let out a groan and nodded. He did love to play the PS8. "Okay dad, I'll play."

Foxy whooped and ran into the living room, Edd following on his heels.

When they got into the living room, Bonnie shushed them sharply. She was on the phone with someone. Edd always thought it was odd when his parents called someone, because nobody actually calls each other anymore.

"Really? So soon?" Bonnie was saying. Her eyebrows were knitted and she was frowning slightly. "This is really short notice."

"I know, I'm bad at planning. You know that." The voice on the other line said. It was masculine but joking.

"No kidding," Bonnie replied, to which the person on the other end laughed. "But, alright. I'll tell Foxy and the kids. Bye, Gold."

"Gold?" Edd asked, perking up as Bonnie hit the end button and looked up at the boys. "As in, Uncle Gold from New York?"

Bonnie nodded, giving him a small smile. "He said since it's summer, we should all go over there. All of us, Freddy and Chica, and their kids."

"Silv and I still haven't met their kids..." Edd mused as he scratched his small beard.

Sylvia, who Edd hadn't noticed was sitting on the couch opposite the room, spoke up. "When are we going?" She asked.

"Well, today's Friday," Bonnie said, looking up into the air at an imaginary calendar. "We're leaving Tuesday... so in four days."

Foxy let out another loud whoop, jumping up in the air. "Gold throws the best parties ever!" he laughed, excitement radiating from him in waves.

"I'm going to go pack," Edd said, starting towards his room.

"So am I," Sylvia said in a small voice, heading down the same hall towards her own room.

Edd swung open the door and flipped the lightswitch, illuminating the small space with soft orange light. His bed was a mess; the sheets strewn about and an empty bowl containing a spoon sitting next to a game controller.

The tall brunette made his way across the space to his closet, where he grabbed the large black suitcase and flung it onto the bed. He proceeded to pack it with clothes, but stopped there since he still needed his toothbrush for the next couple of days.

"Edd! Silvie!" Foxy called in a sing-song voice. "Come play the PS8 with me!"

Edd rolled his eyes. Sometimes he felt like he was the adult, and Foxy was the child. But, he loved his dad regardless, and sometimes got a kick out of his childish behavior.

"Coming," he responded with an involuntary smile, grabbing the empty blue bowl from his bed to put in the sink on his way out.