"Freddy! You let him get away!"
"Jeez, Freddy, how could you?"
"Well at least I got the microphone!" Freddy said happily. Everyone moans.
"What?" Freddy asks.
"That was only to distract you!" Foxy told him.
"Yeah guess that makes sense," Freddy said thoughtfully.
"Great, so now what?" Harry mused. He seemed pretty disappointed after his plan failed to succeed.
Suddenly, a wild Golden Freddy appeared in front of the group! He laughing his head off.
"Now what? Now you die!" he yelled as he punched wildly at them.
Freddy grabbed the microphone for the PA system. "Attention everyone! Golden Freddy is on a rampage! Please scream at the top of your lungs and run around in circles like headless chickens! But with a head!" Everyone did just that, even though Chica and Toy Chica didn't like being coped.
Harry, however, had ran into the Parts and Services room, looking for something to save everyone from Golden Freddy. Unfortunately, he was looking on the side of the room with absolutely nothing there. So, he looked on the other side of the room. And what he found there was familiar. It was the clapperboard (the thing in the media) that Colin used to blow up his own head!
"This is another job for the King of FNAF!" he yelled as he jumped out of the room and ran to the ground with the clapperboard.
"You called?" a wild Markiplier said as he appeared next to Harry. Everyone just death-stared him.
"Alright, alright, I'm going!" he said as he walked away, singing, "I got skills! They're Markiplying!" (Grease reference).
"Now where was I...?" Harry asked himself. "Oh yeah!" He aimed the clapperboard towards the rampaging Golden Freddy, waited.... and clapped it down, Golden Freddy's head bursting into confetti.
"Hey! Who turned out the lights?" Golden Freddy's voice asked out of the headless suit, that looked like a headless chicken, but this time without a head. He stumbled blindly around like a drunken man, not being able to teleport because he couldn't see where he was going.
"Get him! Swarm! Swarm!" Harry said as everyone jumped on him, picking him up and throwing him into a giant batter of pizza dough, thoroughly trapping him.
"But this chapter is called Golden Freddy Strikes Back!" Golden Freddy whined.
"Yeah, it should probably be renamed Harry Strikes Back," Foxy agreed. "Take him to the oven Harry!"
"Harry! Harry! Harry!" everyone chanted, including Manny and Mike still stuck down in the pit, as Harry dragged the pizza-dough-covered Golden Freddy into the oven.
Robin came up to Golden Freddy and got his fly swatter out, whacking Golden Freddy and saying "Pesky bee!" before closing the oven door. Harry turned the heat to high and in only a few minutes they came out with the perfect Golden Freddy pizza.
(We don't care if that's unrealistic! This is a FNAF/DHMIS fan-fiction, what did you expect?)
"Well, it's great Harry is the hero and we got Golden Freddy and all... but what about Colin?!" Tony asked.
"Oooooooooooh... kinda forgot about him..."
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DHMIS/FNAF: When Gangs Don't Get Along
FanfictionDon't Hug Me I'm Scared and Five Nights At Freddy's finally cross paths! On a field trip with Tony the Talking Clock, the DHMIS gang find Freddy Fazbear's Pizza and go in to see how time helps make pizza. There they find the animatronics, but will t...
