| - Being a grown up SUCKS. You have a horrible job in a grocery store which pays you practically nothing, barely enough for you to live, but it's doable. One day you meet a kind and exhausted brit with his chaotic eldest kid, at the store and thought you might of seen him before? Oh that's right! He was the owner of the biggest franchise in Utah, William Afton and his cute son, Michael. Your daydreaming was cut short when that one Grandma that you swear hates you, maybe even persecutes you, baps you on the head with the newspaper she wanted to buy. - | | - Description/Disclaimers - | - William is a NORMAL middle aged man which means -NO MAN BEHIND THE SLAUGHTER- - Kids DONT DIE - William looks like William in the cover [Credits to Starbs] - all art in this fanfic DOESN'T belong to me WARNINGS: cussing, fluff, a bit of angst, drama
14 parts