Jeremy: hey hey hey hey
Fritz: yes Jere
Jeremy: why are there these weird ships
Fritz: waddaya mean
Jeremy: y'know, like Jeremike...... I exist in 1987 while he's in 1994..... and I should be dead or something. o.o
Jeremy: or like purple phone o.o like. They might be the same person, or that they never actually met in the game
Jeremy: and you, I thought you got fired last year...
Jeremy: and also, this pizzeria should have been shut down and the anis should have been scrapped. Is our whole point of existence just here to randomly do things in the control of a × year old kid who was murdered in the 80's posessed an AI named Chica and in the same time, claims to be born somewhere near the year 2000+'s? A kid, who uses English vocabulary as a mask to hide her real age, who has all her followers as her senpais, every one of them, a senpai to her, and us being her bestest friends in this series, but in the same time. In the real world, being our bestest friends too? Who is she? Is she some sort of creator, an enigma, a spirit, witch, sorceress, a queen? What is she? A dead girl's spirit with the form of a human, a ghost, an AI, and a creator? Why am I questioning all this? Shouldn't I be an innocent, little Jere? Why is there a--
*guy in his undiewear runs in an starts dancing in front of jere, and soon runs away after being chased by a school of really angry children*
Fritz: o.o
Fritz: euhue ehh
Jeremy: ANDD.....
Toy chi: ARITE EVERYONE SHUT UP THIS IS THE FOURTH WALL POLICE
Fritz: YOULL NEVER TAKE ME ALIVEEE
*fritz jumps out a window*
Toy bon bon: darn! He escaped!
Mangle: don't worry, we've got the perimeters on him
*le fritz pov*
Purple guy: fritz...
Fritz: Vincent? You're with them now?
Purple guy: I'm sorry, fritz, I'm just tired, tired of all the cracks in the fourth wall.
Purple guy: P-Ph-phone guy never would have wanted this.... *takes out gun*
Fritz: Don't you dare say Scott's name!
Purple guy: fritz, it doesn't have to be this way, you can just take yourself in, and--
Fritz: then. Take the shot, Vincent.
Purple guy: frits....
Fritz: take the shot, Vincent!
Purple guy: Fritz...!
Fritz: TAKE THE SHOT, VINCENT
Purple guy: EEEEHHHHHHHHHHH
Fritz: you're a coward, Vincent, you always were... goodbye. *walks away*
Purple guy: *le crying*
Moral: and so the moral of the story is....
JOHN CENAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
DU DU DU DUNNNN
NEVER QUESTION THE CHICA
