Bethany Schmidt (Concordia)
2024 Pacific Coast Invitational (Long Beach)

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Bethany Schmidt (Concordia)
2024 Pacific Coast Invitational (Long Beach)
Being a single father is hard.
Mike knew that very well.
After months of fighting for his life to earn a decent paycheck, it all came to be all spent on one little bundle of joy.
Michael Schmidt Junior, or just Junior for short, was finally born, and all Mike knew to do was cry. Holding the only thing besides his fiance that kept him going, to keep on fighting, to keep on living to be someone he never knew he’ll be, a father.
Bethany was just as happy as Mike to raise their child together, their plans made to spend just as much time to keep everything afloat. Mike with his security job and Bethany staying at home to care for their son in the meantime. She had worked at retail before taking maternity leave but both she and Mike knew that she would go back someday.
It was only so long before the issue would come up, that their son wouldn't be taken care of by anyone, and the babysitter wasn't available.
Bethany was exhausted enough, she needed at least one night of good sleep without their son screaming. So Mike took up the opportunity (like an idiot) to take care of their son while he worked overnight as a security guard. It took a lot of convincing on both sides, maybe more so on Mike, to build up the confidence to make this happen.
So this was happening, right at the night, Mike sat down on his seat with his son perched near him in his seat.
He was already asleep, drool seeping through his mouth and Mike cleaned it up with a small napkin. He smiled, although nervously, as he looked over at the cameras, to see that Bonnie had already moved as well as Chica.
Knowing the usual routine, Mike kept his stance calm and prepared for anything to happen. Gathering his flashlight to use to prevent another blackout, the guard went on with his night, eyes trained on the cameras and then over to his son.
Any moment something could go wrong, anything could happen, and Mike couldn’t risk making a mistake. Making one single mistake could result in an entire mess, a fuzzy baby, and animatronic animals after his ass.
Maybe everything will go right, it was the second night after all.
Nothing really bad happens on the second night.
SHOW ME MIKES BABY AND HIS FIANCÉE or else
Or what?!
You gonna make me cry, huh?!
Then you arE ABSOLUTELY RIGHT I LOVE THESE TWO SO MUCH-
I often feel like a diety and believer. I'm constantly trying to show people who I am and prove myself, and I'm ignored or met with laughter and polite brush-offs. I sincerely love and hate myself. I make promises to myself that I can't keep. Maybe I'm a deist god. I think that's why I feel this song so deeply.
edit: speaking of The Buttress, though, she is SO UNDERRATED. Her first album was BEHIND EVERY GREAT MAN??? And then she made ENDOFUNCTOR??? Behind Every Great Man is literally her version of Pretty Hate Machine. Like, Bethany built that in a CAVE... with a BUNCH OF SCRAPS!!