Golden Freddy:
I'm usually not one to start a conversation but... BONNIE! WILL YOU SHUT THE FUCK UP!
Foxy:
Honestly! Stop playing Hey Ya! on the fucking guitar.
Chica:
I'd like to add on to this... FREDDY! STOP SINGING IT IN A FUCKING COUNTRY ACCENT!
Mike:
I'M TRYING TO SLEEP HERE!
Foxy:
Wait... you're sleeping on the job?
Chica:
He does it all the time.
Golden Freddy:
Well... he tries to but Bonnie always goes and screams in his ear.
Bonnie:
SHAKE IT LIKE A POLAROID PICTURE!
Freddy:
HEY YAAAAA! HEY YAAAA!
Chica:
NOW HE'S SINGING OPERA! STOP!
Golden Freddy:
Bonnie is playing it wrong because he's trying to do the tango... I'm just confused.
Mike:
Why is the music getting closer to the office?
Foxy:
Heads up Mike... You have a dumbass duo headed your way...
Mike:
Hell no... I'll just go chill in the bathroom.
Bonnie:
BATHROOM PARTY!
Freddy:
Why shit in peace when you can listen to our beautiful music?
Mike:
STOP FOLLOWING ME! SHIT!
Foxy:
Should we help him?
Chica:
Probably...
Golden Freddy:
Dragging him away quickly by his feet doesn't sound too helpful.
Foxy:
We're hiding him.
Mike:
STOP SLAMMING ME INTO TABLES!
Bonnie:
SONG CHANGE!
Freddy:
THEY'RE COMING TO TAKE ME AWAY HA HAA!
Chica:
FUCKING SHUT UP!
Bonnie:
😭 why?
Foxy:
YOU'RE ANNOYING!
Golden Freddy:
Also... your music taste is shit.
Mike:
Anyways, now that they've shut up... do you guys want to hear the story of me getting this job?
Freddy:
Fine... but if it sucks, we're gonna start playing music again.
Mike:
OK, so I called the pizzeria and I asked if I could come in for an interview... they just asked me straight up why they should hire me and I said... because you should... THEY ACTUALLY FUCKING HIRED ME IMMEDIATELY!
Bonnie:
... it was that simple?
Foxy:
Why haven't they fired you?
Mike:
Because I'm the only person who's willing to stay.
Chica:
Shocking... I remember when you were going to quit after one week.
Mike:
Yeah... then you guys stopped trying to kill me.
Freddy:
No... I believe it was because of the microphone incident.
Mike:
LMAO, I forgot about that.
Golden Freddy:
I didn't. I still have that shitty toy...
Freddy:
I WILL NOT USE IT AGAIN!
Bonnie:
We switch it out every now and then... I don't understand how you never notice it.
Freddy:
BECAUSE I'M SO FOCUSED ON MY SHITTY BANDMATES! YOU SUCK!
Chica:
Well fuck you too then.
Bonnie:
I'M FUCKING AMAZING!
Foxy:
Freddy... don't feel bad. Sometimes, we replace Bonnie's guitar with an inflatable one... he doesn't notice that either.
Bonnie:
YOU WHAT?
Mike:
I tried to fuck with Carl once but Chica noticed immediately.
Chica:
... Carl? LMAO
Golden Freddy:
I didn't know the cupcake had a name.
Foxy:
I'm pretty sure it's just Mr. Cupcake.
Mike:
FUCK OFF! IT'S CARL!
Bonnie:
Have I been using the inflatable guitar all night?
Freddy:
... I don't think so.
Chica:
Definitely not...
Bonnie:
Good... now, back to playing amazing music!
Golden Freddy:
... he grabbed the inflatable guitar...
Foxy:
Freddy has the shitty microphone again.
Mike:
... worst performance ever.
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