Gregory:
I'M HUNGRY!
Monty:
This place has food literally everywhere... Deal with it yourself.
Gregory:
THE KITCHEN IS SHUT DOWN!
Glamrock Chica:
LMAO, that totally wasn't my fault.
Gregory:
WHAT DID YOU DO?
Glamrock Chica:
I SAID IT WASN'T MY FAULT!
Vanessa:
YOU CAUGHT THE FUCKING KITCHEN ON FIRE! IT WAS YOUR FAULT!
Roxy:
How did you fucking manage to do that?
Glamrock Chica:
I don't even know...
Glamrock Freddy:
Gregory... go to El Chips...
Gregory:
Fine...
Sun:
There's candy in the daycare!
Monty:
Oh, because it's a good idea to get a kid hyped up on candy and shit...
Roxy:
Yeah... remember what happened last time? He took one of the go-carts and fucking wrecked the arcade with it.
Vanessa:
I thought we all agreed to never fucking speak of that again. I don't want to think about the long ass clean up process.
Gregory:
It couldn't have been that bad.
Glamrock Chica:
This is coming from the kid who destroyed all of us in one night and basically wrecked the building...
Monty:
Don't remind me...
Gregory:
STOP BRINGING IT UP!
Glamrock Freddy:
It's a... sensitive topic.
Glamrock Chica:
I was just trying to make a point... it's not like I wasn't a part of that...
Roxy:
Changing the subject... kid, did you finally find food?
Gregory:
Yes...
Vanessa:
Does anyone want to come help clean the kitchen? Chica, you don't have a choice... you fucked it up so you're helping.
Glamrock Chica:
YOU SAID I WAS BANNED FROM THE KITCHEN!
Vanessa:
I FUCKING CHANGED MY MIND! Come help fix your fuck up!
Monty:
It's not my problem...
Roxy:
I'll come help I guess... I kind of just want to see how bad it looks.
Glamrock Freddy:
I'm on my way.
Gregory:
I'm eating!
Sun:
GLITTER GLUE!
Vanessa:
Please tell me it's on paper this time... last time you screamed that in a text, it was all over the walls.
Sun:
um...
Roxy:
HOLY SHIT!
Glamrock Chica:
HOW DID YOU GET TO THE KITCHEN BEFORE ME?
Roxy:
Because... I'm fucking faster than you.
Gregory:
I thought you were just going to say you are the best or something.
Glamrock Freddy:
Excuse my language but... WHAT THE FLIPPING FAZBEAR?
Glamrock Chica:
IT'S NOT THAT BAD!
Vanessa:
YES IT FUCKING IS!
Monty:
Is everyone just ignoring Freddy's poor swearing attempt? Flipping Fazbear... LMAO
Gregory:
I'm pretty sure it's supposed to be... WHAT THE FUCKING FUCK?
Glamrock Freddy:
GREGORY!
Sun:
One more bad word and you're banned from the daycare!
Gregory:
Wow... like that hasn't happened before.
Monty:
THE FUCKING SARCASM!
Roxy:
So, after this kitchen is cleaned... Chica is banned forever, right?
Glamrock Chica:
I THOUGHT YOU WERE ON MY SIDE!
Vanessa:
I'm considering it...
Glamrock Freddy:
But... she's the best cook here.
Vanessa:
That's the issue...
Glamrock Chica:
IT WAS A FUCKING ACCIDENT! DAMN!
Roxy:
Wow, you're really getting worked up over this...
Gregory:
Well, you are being kind of harsh...
Monty:
Like you have any room to talk...
Gregory:
I WILL DESTROY YOUR ASS AGAIN!
Sun:
YOU ARE BANNED FROM THE DAYCARE!
Gregory:
FUCK YOU!
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FanfictionHELLO MY FAZBALLS! Ok, so I've been wanting to write this story but I am pretty sure no one is gonna give a shit about it but... here it is. As stated by the title, this is a FNAF group chat fanfic. That should be self explanatory. Let's get some...
