Dylin's PoV

Sure enough, we closed the location and built onto it, opening our second location a couple years after closing. Almost immediately after opening, we were surprised with an influx of customers.

We hired a night guard, Jeremy Fitzgerald. He worked nightshift for a while before Scott and I caught onto how cute him and Mike would be together. We promoted him to dayshift, noticing how quickly him and Mike formed a bond.

Hiring another for nightshift, Fritz Smith, led to the older form of Freddy being a lot more... energetic, almost. Like when Jake was in charge of the model, but in a more mature way.

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I lay on the couch, Scott laying on top of me, breaths matched with mine. I felt him nuzzle into my neck, and I turned my head to kiss his hair.

"Y'know, babe, I think Jeremy is the Bite kid." He tilted his head to look at me, nodding faintly.

"Yeah. And... wasn't Mike that kid who kept climbing on ol' Fox?" I blinked, thinking back before nodding.

"I think so, yeah." He chuckled, nuzzling back into my neck. I smiled, holding him tight. "I love you, Butterscotch."

"I love you too, Dyl." We were quiet momentarily, just the sound of the TV breaking the silence.

We were at peace.

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And with that, Violet Blood draws to a close!