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Fazbear Family Reacts: Your typical FNaF Fanfic (WARNING: Excessive cussing)

(WARNING: Excessive cussing, even by my standards)
"What's he torturing us with this time?" Said Golden Freddy (1st Generation) "See? He's already using the damn "Said ---" Cliche!" He added.
"OH FOR FUC-" "Error found- You are breaking the 4th wall too much, too early. I'm looking at you, Golden Fred." "You know I hate being called Fred!" "Exactly." "Fine. Asshole."

"All previous comments and remarks aside, today we are going to attempt something new for this account. You guys are going to react to your standard FNaF fanfiction."
"Oh god... Please... NOT AGAIN! PLEASE GOD NO!! I'D RATHER WATCH BLOODY SESAME STREET BEFORE I READ ANOTHER ONE OF THOSE!! Please... Not another one..."
Marionette said, fully aware of the horrors of the FNaF fanbase.
"I'll never look at any of you the same way again..." He added. "Especially not Foxy..." Marionette added, this time under his strange equivalent of breath. "Whatever the hell they did to us, It wasn't pretty, judging by Marionette's reaction to that. Let's get this over with so I have a better reason to fuck em' up than "It messed with Marionette"." Mike said. "Good point, Mike." Replied Withered Chica. "So, without further delay, I will have you all react to this audio recording of "My love is Toxic". Here we go!"
About 10 minutes later

"WHAT IS HEARD CAN NEVER BE UNHEARD..." Said a now heavily sobbing Jeremy. "Turn it off! Turn it off! Please just turn it off!" Yelled Original Bonnie. "God damn, Something needs to be done about this." Said Mike in a determined, almost scary voice. "Agreed. I suggest we take our forces and flank left, while sending a distraction force to go head on, allowing for the flanking forces to take out the enemies that are busy with the distraction very easily. There will be aerial and naval support. The rest of the invasion will be discussed later." Said Mangle.
"That's a bit random" Replied Mike.
"But nonetheless, I think we might need to put your plan to use." He added. "I can never look at you the same way again, Freddy... Never again..." Foxy said to Freddy. "Somebody turn that damn thing off!" Springtrap yelled from across the room. "No problem." Mike said, pulling a Sawed-Off 12 Gauge Double Barrel Shotgun out of its holster, which was attached to his belt. He took out 2 shells, and loaded the gun.
"Everybody hold your ears!" He said.
He turned the safety off, and rested his finger on the trigger. He aimed at the laptop playing the audio recording, and "HOLD ON JUST A SECOND! We don't have to kill the laptop, Mike! Jeez." Said Original Chica. "You're sure about that?" Mike replied. "Yes. Just take the disc out, then destroy it." Chica replied. "Fine." was Mike's simple reply, as he took out the disc and threw it on the ground. Mike aimed his shotgun and fired, obliterating the disc. All that was left were a few pieces of shrapnel.
"That's part of our problem solved."
Mike said, once again in his determined, almost scary voice.
"Holy shit... Foxy, I'm so sorry!" Freddy said to Foxy. "It's okay. It wasn't your fault that that... Thing... Happened." Foxy replied. "I have a few questions about the logic behind all of this..." Jeremy said, fully recovered from his mental breakdown earlier. "Like what?" Foxy asked. "Well, first of all, How do bloody animatronics have a mating season?" Jeremy asked. "Because people are fucked up. That's why." Replied Withered Freddy.
"So I guess it would be the same answer if I asked... What Freddy and Foxy were doing... In pirate's cove...
Right?" Jeremy asked. "You're Goddamn right that question has the same answer." Mike said, his voice clearly angered. "My next question is, How the FUCK would you guys bleed?" Jeremy asked, quite confused.
"There's some weird shit out there, okay?" Foxy answered. "My final question is... Where the hell did Freddy get a cane with a hidden blade at the tip? And why the fuck does he hate Foxy? BONNIE IS NOT A GODDAMN GIRL!" Jeremy yelled, more pissed off than anything else.
"LISTEN UP!" Freddy yelled, getting everyone's attention. "We are cold blooded killers, With motors in place of hearts. We have earned ourselves a reputation. We gave our creator nightmares! And then this fucker comes along and turns from nightmarish paranormal murderous robots, to cock-sucking gay p0rn stars!
OUR REVENGE BEGINS HERE! WE WILL RESTORE OUR HONOR! WHO'S WITH ME?!!?" Freddy yelled, and in return he got a room full of applause.
"GOOD! NOW LET'S GO KICK SOME PERVERTED ASS!" Freddy yelled, as he suddenly became the commander of an army. "Fuck yeah!" Yelled Mike, now Freddy's second- In-command.
They marched through the building, out of the door, and began their journey to find the author of that sickening book. The DOOM Theme began playing, just making them even more dangerous.