(Heh, chapter 69)
Everything is grey as we open up to Detective Lolbit's office.
Î̵̛̘̗̿̃͑̾͒̆̔̕ ̴̡̝̱̭̫̜̟͙̗̹̻͍̣͊͛͋͜c̵̨̨̢̜͎̺̠̺̫̣͔̈́̌̀̀̒̂̑̍͌̅͐̊͘͜ą̸̲͑͐̅͋͐͒̆̂̇͘̕̚͜͝n̷̙͇̖̖̟̱̣̉̀͜'̸̨͈͔͇͈͕͖́̽̋̈́̈́̿͆͗͝ţ̸̡̤̳̺͚̼̟̆̎͘͠ ̵̫͚͚̳͖̰͚̬̍̎̿̆͝ͅg̶̥͎̠͕͙͆̈́̄̈́̂͑̍̔̾̃̃͘͘͘̚ͅẻ̶͓͎̱̝̞̻̠̃̾́̽̐t̴̡̡̪͍̥̤͖̰̤̞̩̯̚͜͜ͅ ̶̛̫̭̺̯̆̈͗͐͑͌̑͘̚͜͠͝t̴̢͈͎̰̱̥͑̿̿̍͆́ȟ̶͇̘͍̳͖͆̄͋̉̊͌̓͝r̷͇̝̬̈́̑̇͑̔͆̀͘ȏ̵̧͕͎̞͈͔̱͊͘͝͝ữ̴̫̘̿͋̽͑̋͋̒̎̉̌͌͊́g̶̨̭̰̤̬̘͙̺̖͔̖̯̾̓̉̈́̀͒͌̍̊̐͝͝h̷̨̧̧͖̱͚̰̻̞̜͔͖̜̿̔̅̂̒͠ͅ!̶̡͉̖̳̭̹͍͚̗̀̈́̑̊̉̈́͛̒͂̚͝
Looking out the window to the rainy sky, Lolbit is wearing a brown trench coat and a brown hat while also smoking a pipe . His ears poke out from the top of the hat.
W̷̢̛̘̪̝̙̺͚̹̱̜̺͐͑͒͋̑̄̂͑̔̂ͅē̴̝̞̬̤̳̹̻͙͑̈́̐͌̈́ ̸̙̣̳̪͉̘̦̳͉͈̻̭͓͚̅̉̐̌́̄̋̂̅͋͐͘̕͝h̸̢̡̢̭̙͉͔͎̟̥̮̻̯̀̊̄̔͐́͘͠͠ͅã̶̢̧̙̠͔̞̣͎͈̝͖͇̒̋̾̋̒ͅv̸̢̠̙͉̲͎̤̗͉̟̼̟͌̽̄͊̈̐̎́̓͛̚͜ͅę̶͉̗̪͈̝̹͑̇̈́ ̷͙̲̱͕͇̽̈́̓̌̄͂̉̂͛̚͜͠ṱ̵̢̡̲̭̯̹̘̞̬̝̓͊̆̚o̵͔͋̊̽̄̂͌́̿̂ ̵̻̞̮̭̤̤̠̆̍̈́̇͗̐̃͆̿͐̕̚ḧ̷͎̺̲͚̼͉͑̌̐͑̔̉͂̇̔̀̋̚͝ű̵͖̥̫̯̺͆̈́̊͂̓́̆̐͐͋̽́̚̕͜ͅŕ̴͔̗̲̦̜͆͝ŗ̵͚̩̲̦̏͋͌̅y̷̰̻̠͔͓͊͆̾͛͐̾́͋̕̕,̴͔̓̈ ̶̡̧̹̪̱͗͑̓͊̆̉͑́́̈́̔̕͠h̴̘͈̻̥̳̥̼͓̝̫̲͆͘ͅȇ̴̞̝͍̮̋̔̿̒͋̒̓͐́̇͗̕͝'̶̠͊͌̄̈́́̏̓̅͗̓́̅̌͝͝l̷̨̧͍̺̠̺̤̱͓͓̥̒͐́̅̈̇̿ľ̴̨͚͇͇̼̬̩͆̃̀͛̀̄̃̊̀̾͠͠ͅ ̵̢̧̺͖̹̹͈̯̞̮̣̌̿̓̎̌́̚̚͘͠ͅe̶̺͎͇̰͖͎͖̥̒̊̒͜͝v̵̧̱̀̅͂́͒͂̾é̶̢̡͉͖̙̯̥̮̹̱̜̗̎̂͆͆̈́̈̋̾͜ņ̶̨̗͉̰̙̤̝̗̏t̷̟̲̩͇͎̟͒͐̽̅̂̇́̇͐̋̍̍͘͘̚ư̴̢̙̥͉̳̥̈́͐̐̇͗͋̏̓̆a̷̧̛̛̜̠̭̬̖͕͇͍̒́̈́̊̌̊̌͗̕l̸̦͉͊̔͑͝͝l̷̛̙̣͚͖͍̋̀̎̆́͐̂́̓͜y̵̢̛͓̓̃͂̓̈́̏̊̾͠ ̶̨̢̛̳͖̝̜̊͆̽̊̈́̄̎̊̿͝͝f̴̡̢͇͍̓͑̑̈͠ì̷͔̺̻͉͖̳̈́͌̾̓̐͘̚n̴̡̛͓̦͇̓͛̄͝d̵̛͎̐̏̉̊̊̓ ̶̺̣̗̤͉͔̀̆̄ȕ̸͓̦̩̼͕̺͔͔̳͍͖̪̙͎̬̈́͂͌̽̄̀͂̒̑͂̍̓̋s̵̡̢̙͇̘̳͍͇̖̣̿͗̾̿̃̇̆̓͜͠!̷̮̮̲͂̈̓̅͐͛̿̽͐̂̚͠͝
"It was a day like any other day, it was raining." Lolbit narrates out loud. "It's been raining for the past two weeks. I hope there's no flood."
The screen goes static a few times.
A knock is heard from Lolbit's door.
"A knock is heard from my door."
The door opens and Roxy, wearing a G̸͇̮̭͇̊̄̈́̚ọ̴́͒̏͆ĺ̴̰͙̈́͑͝d̴͚̮̦́͒͘ dress, walk ins holding a folder.
"My s-̵̢͉̳̀-̴̮̘̺͙͌-̴̝̞̌̒̀̔-̴͖̙̗̤͛̉̓͐," Everything goes static for a few seconds. "One of the reasons why-"
Roxy walks over to Lolbit's desk -̸̼̘̘͉̦͔͕̻̱̱̮͆̒̽̇͝-̶̥̤͉̟͉͇̍͝-̶̨̛̮̗̱͎͖̩̜̲̺̲͔̲̎͂̚ͅ-̵̡͈͉̔̂̀̐͜͝͝͠
]Í̴̡̫͈̞̆͛̑̿̏̊̒́̈́̈́̉̅̈́͘͠'̴̛͉̭͎̤v̵̻͉̜̽̅̑̄̈́̃̊̏̕͝ȅ̷̢̡̛̘͍̱͇͓͓̞̳̰͎̔̅̆̈̑̓̑̃̚͜͝ ̸̨͙̻̮̝̤͖̪̤̈́̊̆̊͑̈̌̚̕͘g̴̢͎̦͖͇̰̔͘õ̷̢̢̩̭͙̻̻͚̟̘̗̜̭̥̃̈́͛̒̉͂̎͠ͅt̷̡͍̹̭͎̱̹̤͚͉̜̟͎̹̳̆̍̀̓͛ ̵̡̯̻̣̊̿̽̑͗̔̓̒͊̿̉̕͝͠͝ä̸̡̡̧͓͙͖̩͖̝̫̠́̈́̑̅̽̾͗̍̾̓̈͗͗͑̕̕ͅn̶̡̢͔̙͈͚̪̳͖͎̖̝͌͛ ̶̧̙͈̙̝̗͈͓͕͐̈́̌̈́̓̌̓͌̀̌͠i̶̥͇͎̙̖̜̭̼͌̋̈́d̵̡͈̪͓͇̹̳̺͎͔̱̓̒͆̏̿̔̈͂̔͒͋̊̆͊̐̕ę̷̂̀̾̀̉̚͘͝a̷̙̱͕̠͕̽͗̓͑!̶̢̲̪̳̗̘̀̈́̿͒̋̄͛̐ ̵̠͖̪̏̂̈́.̴̥̱̯͉̖͖̠͇͕͚̔̅̄̾̿̑̈́̔͝.̶̮͊̋͒.̵̺̲͕̟̻͈͚͗ ̶̨̨͖͚̥͎̲͓͖̪͙̗̼̫̓͜I̸̻͓̰̥̹̮̮͐̽̅̈́̃̔̉̕ͅ ̵͈͔͍̥̞̮͉̦͍̆͌͋̏̍̓͒̓̐̊̍̋͗̓͘ş̸̹̩̰̻͖̼̭̺͑͗̓̀̏͛͛à̵̢͇͖͔͕̩͎͚͇͇̠̘̂̃i̸̧̛̛̺͔̟̹̠̳̬͛͂̃͑͆̊̋̈͊͐̌̆͘͝d̵̨̨̮̯̥͇̫͍̖̭̻̗͍͓̥̰̓̒̎̀̓͊͗͘̚͠͠ ̷̬̦̉͐͑́͛̈̀̅̽̚I̴̪͓͎̖̘̦̣͈̖̖͈̰̠̺̥̍̈́̃͛͋̋̐̂̒̅̄̚͘̚͝'̵̟̰͉͉́̊͊̐͊̉͝v̵̼̙̰̞͍̤̟͛͂̊͊̿͒͆͑̌̈́̑̔͘̕ͅͅè̷̡͍̥̻̤̘̩̮͚̇̿͋̋̾̊̔͆̾̽̚͝ͅ ̸̱̼̖͖̗̠͙̜̯̝̥̻̥̪͈̉͛͊̽̃̓͗̎̄̓̇͒̕g̷̢̢̳̭̲͙̳͉̩̮͈̘̦̓̓̑͊̄̔̅́̑̈͝ͅo̶̬̰̙̘̹̯̖̐̊̇̇̓̏̚͝ͅt̸̢̢̨̘̭̦̞͖̖̩̺̫̳̺͓͔͛̽͌͐͊͒͊̏͗̀́̊̌͂̐͝ ̸̨̡̩͔̦̖̫̞̙̺͕̜͙̩͛͑̅͂͆͗̋͛̌͑́̕͝͠ͅa̵̢̨̛̩̺̩̘͇̯̙̰͊͒̀͐̾̂̍̐̈́͋́͝ņ̴̨̖̻͖͈̜̼̤̰͇̠̣̔͒̔͛̐̉̐͌́͆̓̚̕ͅ ̴̳͇͇̠̤̞̩̙̈̅̀̂͐́̏͘ȋ̴̢͈͇̯̞͇̟̻͔̦̳̮̭͎͖͛̅̓̀̽̎͋̀͗͊̚͜d̵̡͓̳̘̈́̿͛̄͌̍͛́͌͘ě̵͕̝̇̓̋̌̋̈́̅̕͠a̴̡̨̧̛̩̫͚̼͖̜̤̮̬̔̐̏̽́̉͊̚͠ͅ!̵̨̧̗̟̠͕̜͍̻̥̠͕̰̏͛̍̄̈͊̿̍̅́̄̂͆̑̀͝
W̵̢̛̘͙̤̯̅̽͊̂̂̌͗̆͘̕̚͝͝͝͝e̴̯̤̻̖̤̖͖̖̮͔̊̈́ ̷̖̲̤̺̃̒͋̓̀̈͗̄͘h̸̛̺͓͓̝̞͒̏͒̎̉̆̓͆̉̔̿̚͘͠͠e̴̡̢̘̹̫̖̥̻̮͈̼̎̀̑̒͒̀̆̐̅̀̊̓̏́́͌ͅa̶̬̲͉̩̺̜͕̹̣͆̀͋̽̂͋͆͊̕͜ŗ̴͇̬̈̽d̸̛͎͈̯̫͓͑̑̽̋̉͊̆̾̍̑͋͝ ̸̨̧̱͉͉̪͍̹̙̦̼͍̫͊̓̈́͒̔̂̀̒ỳ̷̢̨̖̹̭̪̹͍͕̣͇́̓̔̂̽͂͜ͅǫ̸̣͔̰̗̟̙̫̲͇̯̺͚̾́͜u̸̦̇̂̍̃̇͋̇͒̉̄̕͘͝͝ ̶͍̟͕̓͊̽̾̀t̴̰̜̙̪̤̭͉̱͉̦̠͎̦̜̘̫͋̒̔̌h̸̟̜͖̘͙͇͋͌̃̀̌̈́̒͗̃̉͛͛̄̓͝e̸̻̘͓͑̓̈́͛́̓́̍͑͋͂͌͐͠͠ ̷̛̞͍̅̀̓́̂̑͒f̸̡̧̦͉̯̫̺̩̙͉̦̦͛̈́̈́̾͂̕͜͝i̴͚̪̍̽̑̀͛͒̇̅̓̄̆͘r̷̡͙̝̠͎̗̤̹̖̻̣͊̇̓̈́͂̈́̉̀̌̇̕͜͜ͅͅs̸̥͉͐̈́͛̈́́̀́̏͗̆̓̓̌̕͝ẗ̴̩̥͕́̎̈ ̵̨̪͍͚͇̼͔̭̲̣̃̃ţ̷̗͓̱͇̱̼̝̪̦͖͖͎̤̇̕ḯ̸̦̙̱͛͊́͂͐͐̅̀͘͝͠͠m̴̹͍̀͐͗̄̏̒̾̉́͌͂̋͜͝ȩ̵̗͍̺̫͂̈́̅͂̅̅̽̎́̾̂̀͐̎͛̂ ̸̤͔̦͈̋̊͋̈́̽į̸̭͎̳̣̪̙͎̦̤̰̜̽̈́̔̓͒͌͒͌̊̒͌̉̀͊̂͝ͅd̵͎̟̩̞̦̹̈́̓̈́͋͛͌̄̈́̚̚͘͘i̶̍͆͝͝͠ͅò̷̧͖͎͓͕͓̖̞̠͍̩͍͖̏͂̈́̍̒͝t̷̙̀.̷͍̣̼̖͇̭̆̈́͗̂̎̈́̽́̈́͒͑͌̓̉̓
Į̷̪̜͇̓͛̈́̋̒́̇͛́͌̇͝ͅ'̷̨̧̡͕̥̘̝̥̫̭͙̬͎̒̐̀̉̊́͐̓͗̀̑̆ͅm̶̜̥̭̝̰̠̯̹̖̩̮̣̟̼̯̏ ̶̬̀n̵̢̡̰̝̤̗̙̳͂͊̃̌͆͑͜͝ơ̶̞̺̬̜̹̣͖̞̪̬̱͕̼̹̓̒̅͑̀͆̃̈͜͠t̵̍̊ͅ ̴͙̟̠̲̬̠̹̯̖̖̼̣͖͛̀͂͋͘͜͝a̷̮̠̙̻̬̼͕̱͈̘̮͈̤̲͇͖͗͂͌́͆n̴̝͙̟͕̱̂̑́͑̾̍̓̿͗̾͘͘͠ ̷̡̢̨̠̘̦̠͔̳͇̭̺̄̾͌̇̋̍ͅï̸̡̬̻̲͔̳͈͚̠̗̲̮͈͌̄͌ͅd̵̹͓̺̩̪̮̓̈̃̾̑̈̐̆͆̐̽͘̚i̶̡̧̻͎̟̘̰̟̦̋́͂̃̈̈̽͆̉̒̇̎͘͝͝͝ơ̶͎̻͋̓̀̽̋̈́͊͂̆́͂̕t̷̟͉͌̍̍̂͐!̴̨̤̮̫̹͚͍̹̲̞̗̓͋͂͐̉͂̏̄̎̕͝ͅ ̸͙̹͇͓͂͊̎̓̾̑̚I̸̡̡͔͙̹̽͑̏̀͑'̷͓̺̈́̍̈́̅͛̓̏͒̅̽̈́͐̍͠͠m̶͕̜̤͔͌̒́̔̒͐͆̎̚͘ ̷̧͍͕̲͍͈͉͎̘͓̹̪̝̜̮̪̊͐̋͂̿͘͘ţ̴̢̨̻͖̪̼͓͌h̸̬̣̼̤̹́͛̾̇̔͊̍͋̓̓͜͝͠ě̶͕͍̤͎́̇͠ ̵̛͉̰͍̗͗͗͜͝ò̶̢̨̧̲̣̟̪̖̤̩̙̺̻̈́̏͐̀̑̑̀͌̍̿̚͘̕͜͜r̵̜̩͚̺̩̝̟̽̇̓̎̈́̌̄̓͒́̑̍͐͜͠į̶̪̣̜͖̗͍͖͒͑̈́͑̀̿̓͠g̸̨̛͇͙̤̥̱̰͕̖͇͓̯̱͚̾̾͒̄̐̀̓̇́͜͜ȉ̶̦͎̰̻̼͇̳͍͐̒̂̄̐͛̽̆̊̿̔͆͘͜͝ń̵̨͉̣̞̞̫͔̘̬̱̳͎̿̃̌̅̎͊̃ͅą̸̛̦̱̝̙̍̽͒͋̆̂͂̌̊̋̏̌͐͘l̴̢̛̬̼̺̭͙͖̾̀̅̚͘̕!̸̡͔̫̠̫̟̘̺̒̉͛́̑̈́͋̈́̇̀̑̾̏
Lolbit clears his throat. "Miss Roxy had set a folder on my desk. I walk over to the desk and grab the folder and open it."
Lolbit looks-̸̨̨̛̟̳̠͚͍̭̭͕̺̰̖̝̆̾̎̏́͂̅̓́͗͝͝-̶̭͋̋-̸̛̩͔̼̳̟̖̜̦̠͔̩̙̰͛́̌̏̆͊̂̃͗̎͊̌̍̀̍-̷̨͙̦͖͖̱̘̞͎̠̞̼̤͓̾͛̈́̅͋̀͠-̶̛̹̠̇͒̍̈́̈̈́͂̄̂̎͛͠-̷̛̛̭͓̽͛̇̈́͒-̶̡̢̘̦͇̗͖͔̗̠͇̣̤̺̞͕́̒͑͑̋̑͝-̸̛̜͔̋̈́̈̈́̃͛͛̀̑͑̅-̷̛̙͚͆̄̽̏̾͑͊̾͊͂̈́͌͌̌͜
The everything goes static.
Suddenly a metal white and orange hand bursts through the screen.
"Grab my hand!"
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Cliff hanger! What's gonna happen next!
02-16-2023
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LOL of a Good Time (FNAF)
FanfictionLolbit, an old animatronic from the sister location brought to the PizzaPlex. They play games with the children and sometimes performs on stage. But what happens when Freddy and Lolbit glitch one night. I didn't know what to write for the descriptio...
