(Blood, child death T.T)
You hear an aggressive knock on the front door. You feel rustling on the bed.
"Who the hell could that be this early in the morning?"
William groans and walks over to his purple robe.He puts it on, he also slips on his bunny slippers. You try to get up.
"It's okay sweetheart I'll see who's at the door."
He walks over to you and kisses your forehead.
He makes his way to the door and opens it to see Elizabeth out of bed.
"Daddy someone's at the door." She rubs her eyes.
"Yes I know, I'll go see who it is, you get back to bed. Or no pancakes in the morning!"
Elizabeth's eyes go wide and rushes back to her room.
William walks down the stairs and approaches the front door. He opens it.
"Hello Mr. Afton."
"Lincoln? What the hell do you want?"
Lincoln's smile creeps wider.
"I couldn't sleep so how about we get started on planning your son's party?"
"No."
"Please?"
You walk down the stairs dressed in William's shirt and boxers.
Lincoln gives you a smile as you stand beside William.
"Hey Linc, what brings you here?"
"I could ask the same but I won't. I was hoping we can plan the kid's party."
"Oh isn't that sweet, it is in a week isn't it William?" You ask.
"Yup." He says, still scowling at Lincoln.
Lincoln pushes past the two of you and makes his way to the dinner table.
"What theme were we thinking? Pirates? Astronauts?" He asks, taking a seat.
You and William both sit at the table as well.
"You know what would be a fantastic idea Mr. Huxley?" William asks.
"What?"
"You getting the hell out of my house and wait to do this at work."
"Or." Lincoln pauses. "You taking some initiative and plan your boy's party."
"You little shi-"
"Hey hey now!" You interupt his sentence. "I'll make us some coffee and we can plan it now."
You get up and start the coffee pot.
"Don't worry Mr. Afton, this will be a great birthday party." Lincoln says, messing with a peice of his blue hair.
"And what experience do you have in birthday parties?" William asks.
"Plenty, I used to plan my dad's birthday every year when I was little. His best friend would come by and give him the same lousy gift." He chuckles. "What kind of prude would give a mug as a birthday gift?"
William scowls at him.
"Maybe he didn't have the money to get him a good gift."
"Maybe, he also could have made him something that actually meant something." Lincoln keeps a snarky grin on his face.
"Here's your coffee, Will." You say, handing him his cup. You sit down and take a sip out of your own.
He grips the handle.
"Maybe he didn't have the fucking resources to make him something."
Lincoln leans and puts his face in his hands.
"Why are you getting so defensive?"
William snaps out of it.
"No reason- what theme are you thinking of?"
Lincoln leans back.
"Well I don't know, what's the kid interested in?"
"Um.. he uh. He likes-"
"He really likes dogs" You interupt.
"What?" William looks to you.
"It's a hunch but I think he would like it, maybe we can use it as a theme."
"Well I don't really know the kid, William what do you think? Has there been any hint that he likes dogs?" Lincoln asks.
"Sometimes when we go out he'd point at random dogs, saying he wants to take them home, I guess we can work with that."
"Alright, what's his favorite color?"
"Grey."
"Purple."
You and William look at each other.
"Where the hell do you get grey from?"
"I don't know maybe cause he wears it? How did you get purple?"
"What do you mean how? Everyone likes purple!"
"We'll settle on grey." Lincoln suggests.
"Why?"
"Well y/n does have a better reasoning than 'everyone likes purple.'" He puts up air quotations.
"Very well." William crosses his arms.
A moment of silence.
"Should there be streamers? Music?" Lincoln asks.
"He doesn't like loud music and he confuses streamers for snakes."
"Ah."
Another moment of silence, you take a sip of coffee.
"Does he like cake?" You ask. "We can make one for him."
"It would have to be sugar free, he gets enough candy from Michael."
Another moment of silence.
"Does he have any friends we can invite?" You ask.
"He doesn't have any." William says, taking a sip of coffee.
"Presents?"
"We can get him some but the bag would have to be grey, or else he won't touch them."
"I can bring my dog." Lincoln suggests.
"Absolutely not." William quickly says.
"Why not?"
"I don't want that mutt in my diner."
"Doesn't Henry get a say in it too?"
"C'mon Will, I'm sure this won't be so bad, Evan loves dogs, this'll be good."
You say, wrapping your arm around his and resting your head on his shoulder.
You look up at him, his face looks a little red.
"I said no, that is that." William states.
"You're no fun, you know that Mr. Afton?" Lincoln smiles.
"And you're annoying as shit, Mr. Huxley."
1 week later.
It's now Evan's birthday, everyone is getting everything ready before Evan and Michael arrive.
William brings out the sugar free cake and sets it on the table.
You've all settled on frilly streamers and a big sign that reads "HAPPY BIRTHDAY EVAN!"
You and William hear the front doors opening.
You see Michael covering Evan's eyes, then three other boys behind them.
"You guys ready?" Michael whispers.
William calls Henry and Elizabeth over. You guys line up in front of the sign, hiding the cake and presents.
Michael uncovers Evan's eyes.
"Happy birthday evan!" You all shout.
Evan was startled at first but then he smiled.
He runs up to you all and gives each one of you a hug.
"Thank you guys." He smiles to himself as he gives the last hug.
The front doors fly open.
"We've got another surprise here!"
Lincoln opens the door for Skipper, he waddles in and sits down.
Evan turns around, his eyes lights up as he squeals.
"Doggy!" He runs toward the pitbull, he wraps his arms around Skipper's neck.
He gently pets his head and scratches his neck. He then scratches under his collar.
Skipper leans to the right and thumps his leg on the ground.
Evan giggle and turns his head to his dad.
"Looks daddy I found his sweet spot!"
Evan stops smiling when he sees his dad's face. William walks over to Lincoln.
"I told you no to bringing the mutt!" He whispers.
"I called Henry and he said it was okay."
Lincoln smiles.
William looks back to Henry. Henry smiles and nods his head.
"Whatever."
Skipper walks up to William and jumps on him, making him stumble down on his ass.
Skipper licks all over his face.
"Ugh! What do you want you mutt!"
Evan walks over to them.
"He likes you!" Evan says, pulling Skipper's collar a little so he'd get off.
"Yeah cause attempting to lick my flesh off is a way to say 'let's be friends'."
Lincoln and Evan both giggle.
Lincoln goes on one knee.
"How old are you turning little dude?" He asks.
"Seven."
"Cool! Let's take a look at the cake shall we?"
Evan nods his head, they make their way to it.
"Oh wow, fancy."
It was a three layer cake with frilly sugar free icing decor.
You stand by William.
"You bought that? Must have been expensive."
"No, I made it."
You look up at him.
"What? Can't a man have a hobby?"
You giggle to yourself.
"Now this won't do." Lincoln says. "I'll be back."
He runs out of the Diner.
William walks to Evan.
"Want a slice?"
He nods his head.
William cuts him a slice and puts it on a small plate and hands him a fork.
Evan takes the plate and takes a bite.
He doesn't chew.
"How does it taste?"
Evan sets the plate down and runs to the nearest trash can and spits it out.
He walks back.
"Sorry daddy, but I don't like it."
William takes a deep breath and exhales.
"That's okay, we'll just have to-"
"Cake delivery for the birthday boy!"
Lincoln quickly runs I'm with a cake on a tray.
He sets it by the cake William made.
Lincoln quickly cuts up the cake and and puts the slices on the rest of the plates.
He hands out the cake to everyone. Then places a candle on top of Evan's cake.
He takes out a lighter and lights it.
He then walks to an empty booth.
"Hey kid, how about you sit in the middle."
Evan does so, you sit on his right, William sits on his left. Everyone else sat at the ends or stood up.
Skipper sits by lincoln's leg.
Lincoln slides Evan's cake to him.
Everyone sings the classic birthday song.
Evan's smile grew wider.
"Make a wish, son." William says.
Evan closes his eyes, then blows out his candle.
Everyone claps.
Evan hugs you.
"Thank you mommy."
He then hugs William.
"Thank you daddy."
You didn't realize it, but you were truly a part of the family.
Everyone ate their cake, Evan turns to his dad.
"Can I see the bear and bunny play a song?"
"Of course, I'll set them up real quick."
William takes a napkin and wipes his face. He gets out of the booth and jogs behind the curtain.
Michael and his friends walk to another booth.
They were whispering something but you couldn't make out what they were planning.
Music comes on.
Evan gets up and runs to the stage, you follow him.
"They're so cool." Evan looks up at them with such admiration.
"I need to go to the bathroom, will you be okay here by yourself?" You ask.
Evan nods his head.
You make your way down the hall.
"Okay you guys let's do this!"
You could hear Michael say.
You turn around to see Michael picking up Evan.
And bringing him to fredbears mouth.
Fredbear's mouth was opening and closing.
His body moving from left to right.
You run over to stop Michael.
"Michael no!" You shout, still running.
"Huh?"
The sound of bone crushing.
Blood.
Red floor.
Screaming.
Running.
911 calling.
You go on your knees and pick up Evan in your arms.
"Evan?"
You shake him a little.
"Evan? Can you hear me?"
He was still crying, shaking.
"M-mom-mommy."
"I'm here baby, I'm here."
You hold him.
Until he couldn't hold you.