Casual Rap Doesn't Suck

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"Dude, what the hell. You're spitting on my face-" Yenndo said as he wiped his face with his own hand.

One of the Bidybab's was raping, causing all his spit to slam on Yenndo's face.

Yenndo was forced to 'babysit' him sense Baby was going to be busy helping Freddy with some things. Ballora couldn't because she was fealing a little sick, which is weird because robots don't get sick, right? Funtime Foxy was hanging out with Rockstar Foxy, Funtime Freddy was fighting with Springtrap, and Ennard, well, he just didn't care.

This left Yenndo and Lolbit to take care of the Bidybab's. Yes, Lolbit was incharge too. She was taking care of the other Bidybab. They both agreed they'd take care of one each.

It was fun to babysit the Minireenas, sure, because they weren't trouble. But the Bidybab's were basically modern clones of Balloon Boy. That means, they were a hand full.

"What? You didn't like it?" Bidybab asked.

"NO! It sucked!" Yenndo replied.

"Why did it suck? It was casual rap. Casual rap doesn't suck."

"You suck."

"Wow, how mature." Bidybab said crossing his arms and rolling his eyes.

"Oh, now I'm the immature one?" Yenndo said angrily.

"Uh-oh. Mr. Poopy-Pants is pissed!"

"Mr. Poopy-Pants? Seriously?"

"Hey, it's not my fault that Scott got lazy on you." Bidybab chuckled, causing Yenndo to spas.

"EXCUSE ME?" Yenndo yelled.

"Chill."

"CHILL? CHILL?"

"Uh, yeah. Chill."

"YOU'RE A DICK HEAD!"

"That's nice, bro. Imma go see what my twin- or whatever- is doing. See ya." Bidybab said as he walked away.

"That little twit." Yenndo mumbled.

Ballora danced gracefully on her stage. Yes, the whole 'I'm sick' thing was a lie. She just didn't wanna take care of the Bidybab's.

The Bidybab that was with Yenndo came up to her, pointing a finger at the air.

"Oh, hello, Bid-" Ballora spoke, getting cut off.

"No. I am no longer Bidybab. I just realized, why do I have to have the same name as the other dude? My name is Karl now. Karl with a K, not a C. It's more Yolo Swag." Bidybab- Karl spoke.

"Ah," Ballora said, confused, "I see." she added.

"Yeah, so, I'm Karl now. See ya." He walked off.

"Bye?"

Karl spent his entire day letting everyone know his name was no longer Bidybab, that it was Karl.

He earned a few weird gestures and laughs, as well as some 'that's nice' or 'cool I guess' comments.

Karl was proud with his name choice. He walked proudly around the pizzeria, earning stares from everyone. He walked to Helpy's office.

Helpy had no idea about 'Karl'.

He's gonna be pissed.

"Yo, Helper!" Karl said waving his hand in the air.

"Oh, hey, Bidy. I'm not really in the mood right now, please, can you come in later?" Helpy said tiredly. It looked like he had been working all day.

"FYI, my name isn't Bidybab anymore. It's now Karl." He said simply.

"..Karl?"

"Yep."

"Oh."

"That means you have to change my name on the posters, websites, fan-arts, porn videos, etc. Let em' know Karl is in town." He said proudly.

"What porn videos?-" Helpy asked.

"Calm down. The pizzeria isn't going to close down just because I made a porn video with Funtime Chica." Karl chuckled.

"FUNTIME CHICA?-"

"More like Cumtime Chica, if you know what I mean. WiNk WiNk~" Karl joked.

"Y-you bastard! Why did you make that video?" Helpy said, scared.

"I'm kidding! There's no video. I'm not kidding about the rest though- please change my name."

"Oh, okay, I just need you to bring me your birth certificate and I can make you a Karl." Helpy said seriously.

"Uh, I don't.. have my birth certificate. You see, I didn't really bring it with me when William killed me.." Karl said sarcastically.

"That was a joke. I can make jokes too, yunno." Helpy said.

"Oh, haha-"

"Also, no. I'm not changing your name."

"Fuck off, I'll change it myself!" Karl said as he began turning purple, most likely like Thanos.

"Oh shit." Helpy mumbled. "Fine, fine! I'll change it."

"Cool, thanks!" Karl said back to normal.

"Yeah, sure. But before that, I know to do something first." Helpy replied.

"Oh. What is it?" Karl asked.

Helpy stood on his table, grabbing a wand from his drawer and pointing it at the ceiling.

"Uh, Helpy? What are you doing?-" Karl began, but got interrupted by Helpy pointing the wand at him.

"SKADADDLE SKADOODLE YOUR DICK IS NOW A NOODLE!" Helpy screamed as he turned Karl's dick into a noodle with the wand.

"HOLY FU-" Karl's screams were heard all around the pizzeria.

"Full house." Ennard said, putting some cards on the table. He was playing some card game with Funtime Freddy and Bon-Bon.

"Aw, m-man. I thought I was going to-"

"HOLY FUCK!" Funtime Freddy was caught on the screams of Bidybab.

"Uh-oh!" Bon-Bon said.

"Fuck. Not this again." Ennard said rolling his eyes. "Do you guys wanna go get some KFC?"

Suddenly, Ennard was slapped by the dick of a flying Bidybab. Apparently, Helpy threw him out of his office.

"-And STAY OUT." Helpy shouted, shutting his door closed.

"No homo." Bidybab said, getting up.

"Full homo." Ft. Freddy mumbled.

"Okay man, why is your dick a noodle? No, better yet, WHY DO YOU HAVE A DICK IN THE FIRST PLACE?" Ennard shouted, also getting up.

"Long story short, my name isn't Karl anymore." Bidybab replied.

"Your dick is short t-too." Ft. Freddy randomly said.

"HEY IT'S JUST A NOODLE IF IT WAS REAL IT WOULD BE HUGE!" Bidybab yelled, tears in his eyes. Today has been a crazy day for him.

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Characters used:
-Yenndo
-Bidybab
-Ballora
-Helpy
-Ennard
-Funtime Freddy
-Bon-Bon

(A/n: yeah, another chapter without a plot. Sorry guys, hope it was still funny tho.)

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