MikeSchmidt: *walks by Vincents closet*
MikeSchmidt: *hears children laughing* Da fuq?
MikeSchmidt: *opens closet doors to a huge fucking room filled with children*
MikeSchmidt: What the... VINCENT!!!!
[Vincent is online]
Vincent: Yesss?
MikeSchmidt: That's creepy.... *Points into closet full of children* Well, explain!
Vincent: I.... Have no idea how those got there....
MikeSchmidt: ITS YOUR CLOSET!!!
Vincent: Someone else must've put them in there...
Child: Hi Mr. Vincent!
MikeSchmidt: *Glares at Vincent*
Vincent: *chuckles and ruffles hair* Why hello there child, want some toast later? *grins*
MikeSchmidt: *sees knife hanging on Vincents belt* OH HELL NO, buddy, I'm going to ask you to take your friends and call your mom or dad and go home.
Child: But... I want some toast!!
Vincent: Yeah, Mike, let the child have some toast.
MikeSchmidt: Fine, but I'll have to watch.
Child: YAAYYYY, LETS GO, MR. VINCENT!! *drags Vincent by the sleeve to the kitchen*
Vincent: *glances back and grins*
MikeSchmidt: Ugh... *follows and watches them make toast*
Vincent: There you go (you little brat), here's your toast.
Child: Thank you Mr. Vincent!
Vincent: No problem, now go on (before I stab you).
Child: Okay! *runs back to the closet*
MikeSchmidt: OKAY, VINCENT, GET RID OF THEM, NOW
Vincent: But I didn't put them th-
MikeSchmidt: I DONT CARE, GET RID OF THEM
[MikeSchmidt is offline]
Vincent: .... *takes children home*
Vincent: .... I just wanted to have some fun....

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FNaF Chatroom
FanfictionYaay, first a Creepypasta chatroom, now a FNaF chatroom! (Btw this takes place in FNaF 2) So enjoy!