Bloopers

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"Great to see you, you jerk!" Chris said. Micheal hugged Chris back. They hugged for a while and then Micheal looked at me. I held out my arms.

"I'm still mad at you for killing me..." He states. I scoffed.

"Well your mom gay." I said, causing my mother to give me a confused look. Chris laughed slightly.

"E-Elizabeth.... we have the same mother..." Micheal managed to squeak out. I froze, realizing my mistake.

"I—Um—SCREW YOU!" I screamed, causing us to have to redo that scene.





"MICHEAL!!!!" I screamed.

He turned to me, Foxy mask on and roared. I stomped over to him and attempted to take the mask back.
"Micheal! Daddy gave that to—" as my hand finally got a grip on the mask, I accidentally pulled it a little to hard, causing it to rip in half.

Everyone paused for a moment before I started to laugh at my stupidity. Micheal just sighed, a smile making its way onto his face.

"God dammit Elizabeth..." he let out.

We had to wait until a new foxy mask was shipped in to redo the scene.





"You really have a passion for this stuff huh?" Charlie asked me.

I blushed in embarrassment.
"Yeah well, I'm better at making animatronics than I am with anything else, so..." I ended up hearing a kid in the background. One of Micheal's friends...

"Just kiss already!" He said. Charlie and I both blushed like crazy, while everyone else on set turned to look at him, some of which were laughing.

Out of the corner of my eye I could see my father sharpening one of his knives...

Guess he was excited for that one scene...

We had to redo it.








Me and Charlie were just sitting at one of the tables at the diner, when she asked a question.

"Lizzy?" Charlie had asked.

"Yeah?" I replied.

. . .

"Line..." Charlie muttered. I chuckled slightly. "Seriously I forgot my line" Charlie stated, laughing like crazy.

Redo

"Ẅ̸̡̧̠̻̝͓̹͔́ë̴̢̢̛̖̳̳̰̬̮̿̉́̓ͅ ̸̗͈̞̹̪̰̺̍͊̅ķ̷̫̪̯̝͉͈̲̈́̈̆̂́̊̈́̕ņ̸̰͎̳̺̬̟̟̖̞͊̃ǒ̵̡̂̈͑́́̈́͐͜w̷̤̙͉̟͒͜ ̶̘̣͗̏̔̾̒͒̐̕͝w̴̺̰̺̥̘̖͗̆̋͌̔̓͒͝ḩ̴͈̪̮̼̟͙̽̑ơ̴͍̹̣̮̭͈͌͒̂͘ ̴̛̩̰̞̹̲̫͇̘̏̉̓́̾̅͋̕ȍ̷̝̩͎̹̳̮͇͚͗̀̏́u̵̧̻͔͈̮̬͋̍́̆̋̀ř̶̥̙͍̘͓̮̟͉͋̈͜͝͠͝͠ ̸̨̣̭̬̜̞̳̣̟̓̐̇ͅf̶̩̍̌͘r̸̥̰͇͎̜̫̓̅͗͒̈̍͆̑͝ï̸̧̨̳̗̬̖̾̀͘͠ȇ̷̪͇̮ń̶̪̭̠̲̓͑͑̇̔̍͊̔̑͜d̸̻͈͔̟͔̖́̀̽͗̑͘͜͝ş̴̡̛̹̲̖͖̾̂̃̏ ̶̧̢̡̺̗̩͓͍̄̕a̴̤̮̩͗̏́͗̄͛̂͌͋ṟ̴̼͖͚̲̼͍̚ė̶̢͎͎̝̘̙͘" a voice said.

I stopped in my tracks.... I was just outside Chris' door....I could make it...but I was frozen in place. I slowly turn around.

"
Ý̵̠͎͆̈́̄o̸̝̺̰̜͔̜͗͗͜ũ̴̢̝͍͖̤̝̈́͜,̷̧̺̘̦͚̥̮̲͇̓͆̚ ̶̥̝͚̦͚̳̹̓̀̑̃̅̓̔È̴͎̞̣̫̒̊̓̔͠l̴͇̍͌͌́͠i̶̢̻̙̟̽͋̀͠z̷̗̭͎̲̝͖̱͔̐͗̃͛̇̇͝a̴̯̋b̵̗̰̲̓̀̄̅͆e̵̲̐̂̈̆͝t̶̡̼̦̔̅h̵̤͊͑̇,̷̨̢̝̣̗̰̣̟́̓̆̈́͛͒ͅ ̸̘̮͗̎̃̈̄̇̿̿a̶͋̋̾̈͝ͅr̶̛̲͙̻̲͚̃̓́̄̀̅̈́̚͝ȩ̵͇͙͓̜͖̼͍̑̃͑̂̑̓͜͠ ̵̯͍͎̗́̈́̌̊̇̾̑̌̋n̵̡̡̝̯̪̗͈̆̓͆̌̕ơ̷̜̺̖̊͂̓͌̑̌̅̀͆͜t̷͍̠̺͉̔̔̎ ̶͉͎̻̯͇̜̬͆̐͛͝ͅơ̶̥̙̬͙̲̆̏n̴̟̹̩̝̣͉͚̆͛͌̊̎͝ẽ̴̡͔͊̆͠ ̸̧̡̪͎͕̥̘͎̺̰͂̔͠o̴̤͍͎̓̄͊̎̀͒f̶̬̳͐̈̈́͛̀̅͆̓̚—" Fredbear bursted into a coughing fit. "Oh god my throat! Ow that hurts!" He chuckled. I started laughing, thinking about how funny it was that a demon bear who was supposed to be killing me is having throat issues.

Redo



"On three"

No...

"One"

I stepped on "Freddy's" toe and sprinted towards my brother,

"Two"

"MICHEAL STOP!!!" Chris yelled.

"Three!"

"Chris!!!" I screamed.

. . .

Chris started chuckling.

"It's stuck!" He giggled.

Micheal started laughing.

"Wait what—" he started. "Oh my god it is! It's stuck!"
Fredbear's mouth had locked in possession, the rest of his body moving but his head staying in place. 

Daddy suddenly ran on set, as if everything had been going as planned.

However when he saw what was happening, he resisted the urge to laugh.

"Micheal what the hell are you doing?" He asked, faint laughter in his tone.

Micheal turned towards him.
"Dad it's stuck! It won't bite down!" He stated, causing my father to scoff.

"What do you mean it won't bite down?!? God dammit Henry I taught you how to make killer animatronics and this is the result you give me?" He said turning towards Henry, who was fake crying.

"I'm sorry William I tried! I really tried to kill your son!" Henry stated.

Chris had decided to speak up.

"You're a disgrace Mr. Emily! You couldn't kill me!"

"I'm sorrrryyy!"

And scene.

(Sorry it's short it's all I could come up with)

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