Strung Along P.3

	A usual boring day. Puppet wasn't so huffy after the incident though. The two were rather content with what little there was, though #05 dusted off his old master system after a while. The two would talk occasionally while he played some games from his library. However there was a knock on the door this day.

"Do you normally get visitors?" Puppet asked.
"Not unless they're my landlord."

#05 opened the door, a familiar face stood at the entrance.
"Oh! You're-"
"Hey, gotten harassed by the cops yet?"
"Nah not yet, how're you doing Fritz?"
"Pretty good, what's with that puppet?"
"...Excuse me?" #05 looked bewildered.
"It's right there floating."
"Uh...UH...." #05 started sweating profusely.
Meanwhile Fritz held the expression of a man who gave no fucks, which switched to shock upon him being dragged into #05's home.
"H-hey ease up I'm getting too old to get manhandled!" Fritz panicked.
"Promise me you'll tell nobody."
"Okay okay!" Fritz held his hands up, rather exasperated by the circumstances.

"...Hi" The puppet said with more than a little venom.
"Are you still upset I messed with those toy robots? I'm pretty sure those weren't yours."
"Yes."
#05 wasn't having any of it though.
"Explain, PLEASE!" #05 kept himself from bellowing.
"What he didn't tell you? I kinda messed with the toy robots to mess with Jeremy back in the day." Fritz nonchalantly said.
"It's not a pleasant topic" Puppet piled on the bitterness in his tone.
"Not from you it isn't, but that's not the point is it?" Fritz asked humorously.
"Fuck you, I'm going elsewhere for a bit!" Puppet announced vigorously, flying through the ceiling into parts unknown.

#05 struggled to contain himself with the sudden turn of events.
Fritz shrugged.
"So uh, got a bit? Should probably sit down before I start" Fritz said.
"Uuuhh yeah please" #05 barely made it to his couch, while Fritz made his way to the other end.

"Well, I used to do all sorts of silly things like reprogram the robots to try and furiously dry-hump my coworker, confuse him, leave a weight on that puppet's box, and-"
"Why?" #05 asked rather distressed.
"It was pretty fun at the time...So now I got a question for you, why's that ghost following you?"
"I thought you said you needed a bit?"
"Yeah to hear YOUR story!" Fritz spoke with cheer, a bit of his younger side coming through his aged voice.
"You remember the fire? Apparently I burned that thing's house down and now he wants some dead guy dead again or something."
"...Wait that's it?"
"Yep."
"That's a lot less exciting than I thought it would be" Fritz said with obvious disappointment.
"Well it's a problem, first a kid saw him and now a grown-ass man like you can see him."

A large bang, and a bit of screaming from upstairs later, the puppet floated back down.
"That's because he's still a fucking kid" Puppet spat out.
"What did you do?" #05 asked.
Footsteps could be heard banging on the stairs all the way down, along with the screaming.
"N-nothing."
"That doesn't sound like nothing."
"I may have made their refrigerator explode."
"AWESOME!" Fritz shouted.
"No not awesome! Those were perfectly okay neighbors, those are hard to find!" #05 scolded the Puppet.

The puppet on the other hand didn't much care.
"So where's that partner-in-crime Jeremy?" The puppet direct their attention to Fritz, despite their better judgement.
"What do you mean 'partner-in-crime'?" Fritz asked, genuinely curious.
"Exactly what I mean, he made off with my precious toy robot Chica. Don't tell me you weren't in on that."
Fritz held a blank look for a few moments, before bursting into tears of laughter.
"I...*sniff* aaaahahaha...he REALLY took off with her?! THE ABSOLUTE MADMAN!" Fritz couldn't contain his uproar.

The old man had to take a moment to collect himself. Puppet and #05 looked to each other briefly.
"Okay, phew, okay. Thanks for that, I'll be sure to get him good with that!" Fritz kept giggling to himself.
"So uh Fritz," #05 held his hand up for a moment "can you help us out? Pretty sure puppet here doesn't wanna stay longer than he has to."
"Yeah sure, you still don't have a car do ya?" Fritz asked.
"Nope, no job either."
"Really? I thought it didn't take that long."
"That's what I thought too" Puppet chimed in.
"Well anyway," Fritz continued "if you guys need a ride anywhere ask. Ghost exorcising sounds like a fun thing to help with before I get too old." Fritz made his way to the door "I got something I need to do, thanks for letting me stop by!" The aged man waved off the young man and the ghost.
"See you later Fritz" #05 waved the eccentric man off.
Puppet hesitantly did so as well.

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	A car's brakes screeched outside of a home. Fritz got out of the car with a sly smirk on his face. He made his way to the door, and knocked. Jeremy answered.
"Hey Fritz what brings y-"
"I HEARD BIRD IS THE WORD" Fritz shouted, waggling his eyebrows rapidly.
"...Fuck."