Freddy:
You guys sounded awful today...
Bonnie:
Says you...
Chica:
Bonnie... shut up.
Foxy:
LMAO, just don't tell him.
Freddy:
NO! I want to hear what he has to say...
Mike:
Bonnie... NO!
Foxy:
I will kill you if you tell him...
Mike:
On second thought, Bonnie, tell him. That means I'm safe.
Freddy:
If Bonnie won't say anything... I'll continue my constructive criticisms. Bonnie's guitar is not tuned properly or he just sucks. Chica... just shut up when I'm singing... and Foxy... well, you're out of order anyways so... disappointing.
Bonnie:
YOUR MICROPHONE HAS BEEN REPLACED WITH A TOY ONE FROM THE DOLLAR STORE! YOU SOUNDED FUCKING AWFUL!
Chica:
BONNIE!
Foxy:
... I'm disappointing? The only disappointment is you and your $1 microphone...
Mike:
LMAO, how did he not notice the shitty microphone?
Freddy:
IT WAS YOU!
Mike:
Fuck...
Bonnie:
The actual microphone is... well... broken. We thought you wouldn't notice and we were right.
Chica:
AND YOU RUINED IT!
Foxy:
What do you expect? It's Bonnie.
Bonnie:
Who's Bonnie?
Mike:
...
Freddy:
... are you fucking serious?
Golden Freddy:
SHUT UP!
Mike:
Who the hell is that?
Golden Freddy:
It's me!
Mike:
OH! THAT'S SO FUCKING HELPFUL!
Chica:
... I still don't understand how Bonnie doesn't know Bonnie...
Bonnie:
... you meant me? I thought there was another Bonnie.
Foxy:
... are we sure I should be the one out of order? I think he needs some work done.
Freddy:
ENOUGH DISTRACTIONS! WHO BROKE THE MICROPHONE AND WHO GAVE ME THE BAD REPLACEMENT!
Mike:
Bonnie broke it and well... I bought the replacement and had a truce with the others for about a second so I could give it to them to give to you...
Golden Freddy:
You look ridiculous performing with it...
Bonnie:
... I DID NOT BREAK IT!
Chica:
Yes you did... you tried to throw it into the office to hit Mike, but he closed the door and the microphone hit it...
Bonnie:
So... doesn't that mean the door or Mike broke it?
Freddy:
YOU ARE A DUMBASS!
Golden Freddy:
Says the one who performed with a pink and purple plastic $1 microphone. FOR A FUCKING WEEK!
Freddy:
I'VE HAD IT FOR A WEEK?
Mike:
... So guys... I'm quitting after tonight...
Freddy:
YOU ARE SO DEAD! ALL OF YOU!
Foxy:
I did nothing.
Freddy:
THAT'S THE POINT! YOU COULD'VE SAID SOMETHING!
Chica:
LMAO, no.
Golden Freddy:
Just calm down... why not do some singing... LMFAO, it'll really make you feel good.
Chica:
We'll even clap for you...
Foxy:
... no we won't. That microphone is worse than singing into a cup.
(Freddy has left the chat)
Mike:
Well... I've only got 37% left and it's only 2:30... I'm fucked.
Bonnie:
I can throw the fake microphone at Freddy.
Chica:
... no. just no.
Golden Freddy:
It was nice knowing you Mike... you too, Bonnie.
Bonnie:
Wait... huh?
Mike:
LMAO, Bonnie should really go hide...
Chica:
... too late.
Mike:
Yeah... he definitely needs to be repaired...
Foxy:
It's his fault for breaking the microphone... AND THEN MENTIONING THE FAKE ONE!
Chica:
I wonder how long it would've actually taken Freddy to notice.
Golden Freddy:
Who knows...
Mike:
... my power is draining... wonderful.
Golden Freddy:
... once again, it was nice knowing you.
Mike:
... sure it was...
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