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Dave and Old Sport Adopt a Kid: Chapter 10

Happy post-holidays, everyone! Here's another chapter of these two gays and their daughter to celebrate the new year! Full chapter under the cut as always :)

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Chapter 10

Jack had finished placing the last dirty dish in the sink for dealing with later.

“We should probably head out soon,” he declared to the drawing aubergines at the cleared table.

“Ugh, fine,” Dave sighed, putting his pencil down in dismay. Pruny didn’t take the hint as she continued doodling unbothered.

“So, what’s our grand plan for today, then?”

“Huh? I dunno, show up?”

“I meant your ‘Aubergine’s handy dandy three-step plan’ or whatever you called it?”

“Oh that!” he finally recalled. “...Yeah I don’t remember.”

“What do you mean you ‘don’t remember’?”

“I dunno, with Pruny showin’ up and all, things kinda got sidetracked. We can probably save the plan for next time, eh?”

“What, so we just show up and… do our job then?”

“...I guess?”

“Well that’s unexpectedly anticlimactic…” Jack quietly admitted to himself. Though he couldn’t decide if he was relieved or disappointed. Honestly, it was probably both. Still, this was quite out of character for the Dave he’d come to know up to this point.

“C’mon, Prune, time to go.” Dave lightly nudged her arm, finally getting her attention as she quickly gathered that the time for drawing was sadly over.

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The colorful cast exited the car, stepping foot onto the Fazbender’s parking lot as they headed for another accursed day shift at Freddy’s.

“Well hey! Look Pruny!” Dave exclaimed, suddenly kneeling down to her level and pointing.

“There’s the dumpster where we first met! Now ain’t that just nostalgic! …Gosh, it feels like so long ago with how much’s happened, but it hasn’t even been a whole day yet!”

*sigh*

Pruny didn’t quite read much of what Dave had rambled about, so she hoped they weren’t expecting any sort of special reaction about the dumpster Dave had just pointed to for… some reason? Jack seemed to ignore the matter altogether, so it was probably not important.

Weird as this Fazbender's place was, though, she was content to be back. She often hung around this building but never had the nerve to actually go inside and see it for herself until they’d (forcefully) taken her in. It didn’t live up to her every dream, but it was still exciting to her nonetheless. She’d never really been inside any fun place for kids like most kids had been, so it was nice to finally have her turn.

Jack and Dave pushed open the heavy doors into the pocket dimension of hell at which they worked. To where its phone-headed arbiter “happened” to be waiting for them.

“Yo, Scott. How’s ev—”

“I may just be stressed to the point of paranoia,” Scott harshly interrupted, “but I really don’t find it a good sign that you’re arriving with Dave now considering his… reputation.”

“Love ya too, Phoney—”

“—Yeah, well, that’s only because someone left his kid behind with me—”

“And you brought her BACK here!? Why would you do that!?”

“It’s… bring-your-child-to-work day again…?” Dave weakly attempted.

“Yeah no, uhm… there’s a whole… situation.” Jack resisted the urge to rub his temples while recalling all of last night’s and this morning’s headaches.

“C’mon, Phoney, just admit it! This place is a glorified daycare and you know it!”

“—Okay, whatever! I don’t care!” he finally snapped out of sheer resigned stress. “I have much more concerning problems than your ‘parenting style’ to worry about right now! If you don’t somehow already know, four children have gone missing yesterday, and so far things are looking to shape up into yet another Freddy’s threatening scandal that I have to deal with!”

“Oh, well, that’s not so bad! It coulda been five kiddins!”

“No, no, it’s very bad actually! And if I don’t… no no, I’m not gonna think about that right now…”

Scott wandered away, hands practically attached to where his temples would be.

...but then heel-turned back around to add:

“Now go make yourselves useful for once, before I make this your problem too! Go on, get! Saferoom! Now! And don’t you even dare mention a word of this to anyone!”

He then promptly marched off toward a group of children who were all encouraging each other to climb on top of the animatronics on stage.

“Sheesh Louise, he sure woke up on the wrong side of the bed.”

“No kidding. I suppose that’s what happens to a guy who has to single-handedly save a sinking ship from a child murder scandal. Must suck to be him right now,” Jack shallowly sympathized as if they didn’t have a direct hand in Phoney’s current situation.

“Alright kid, you’re free to do whatever the hell you want while— …Prune?”

But she was already long gone from sight.

“Oh. Well, she really takes after me, huh?” said Dave rather proudly.

“...Sure.”

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The three men had been talking for a while with no sign of wrapping up anytime soon, so Pruny took it upon herself to wander around like kids are supposed to do here… right? Those guys worked here, so they’d be too busy to watch her all day anyway.

As she continued wading through the large, crowded dining space to the other side, she recalled that there was that gigantic present box next to the Prize Corner that had her curious from yesterday. Of course, that creepy guy was still there smiling blankly behind the counter, but she figured that she could easily sneak from the other side without him noticing pretty easily for closer inspection.

Approaching the box, Pruny hugged up against it to get a sense for how big it truly was. And in doing so, she felt some sort of plucking vibrations reverberating through it, kinda similar to clock ticking, but definitely different; this thing apparently seems to play some sort of music or sound, she gathered. That only piqued her curiosity even further.

So she naturally opened up its giant lid.

And then it slowly, grandly emerged from the box, rising to its feet as it began to tower over her.

And it then looked down at her with its rather haunting clownish mask face.

She naturally stepped back, partially out of natural fear but also to behold it better at a distance, but her fascinated stare at it remained unbroken.

The puppet’s head tilted.

And then the question crossed her mind, whether this thing also had a robotic voice or not, because to her frustration, it seemed like all the robots here had some sort of voice, even the strange Phone Guy, but obviously no moving lips to read. Although, she could sometimes detect the faintest sound of muffled voices from them, yet she heard nothing of the sort from this ominous… thing.

She didn’t know if she preferred its eerie silence or not.

And then it stepped out of the box. And then it extended a creepy hand out to her.

She carefully considered her options. Was this safe? What did it want with her?

…

She decided to take its hand.

(Chapter 11)->

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