A/N: I realized while writing this that I've connected all of the FNAF4 chapters together with the messy closet... NONE OF THESE WERE SUPPOSED TO CONNECT! LMAO
Nightmare Foxy:
That plush keeps staring at me and I don't fucking like it.
Nightmare Freddy:
You mean Fredbear? That thing is weird.
Nightmare Fredbear:
... I agree.
Nightmare Chica:
He's here, he's there, he's everywhere! Who you gonna call? PSYCHIC FRIEND FREDBEAR!
Nightmare Bonnie:
WHAT THE HELL IS THAT?
Nightmare Freddy:
I'm just fucking concerned...
Nightmare Fredbear:
Singing weird songs about the plush isn't going to help.
Nightmare Foxy:
Just let the Freddles eat it.
Nightmare Bonnie:
Freddle just sounds like a dumb name for a dog.
Nightmare Chica:
LMAO. Come here Freddle! Good boy!
Freddle 2:
YAY!
Freddle 3:
YAY!
Freddle 1:
YAY!
Plushtrap:
You summoned them...
Nightmare Foxy:
Another creepy plush...
Nightmare Freddy:
I don't like either one of them...
Plushtrap:
I can read your messages dumb bitch.
Nightmare Freddy:
Fucking suffer...
Plushtrap:
FIGHT ME ASS HOLE!
Nightmare Foxy:
What are you gonna do? Bite his ankles?
Nightmare Bonnie:
Are we even trying to scare this little shit anymore.
Nightmare Fredbear:
... sometimes.
Nightmare Foxy:
I'm still focused on the closet... I'm almost done cleaning it!
Nightmare Chica:
Nice... I've stopped going through their fridge... the food fucking sucks.
Nightmare Freddy:
WHERE ARE THE FREDDLES?
Nightmare Bonnie:
Maybe they took over the job of eating everything in the fridge.
Nightmare Foxy:
Well... we're fucked... whatever they eat seems to fuck them up in one way or another.
Nightmare Bonnie:
Dairy makes them fucking angry for some reason.
Nightmare Fredbear:
Any kind of sugar, whether it be natural or processed, makes them hyper as hell.
Nightmare Chica:
I would say something about vegetables but... they seem to avoid those like the plague.
Plushtrap:
Meat makes them very happy... like, obnoxiously happy.
Nightmare Freddy:
And a mixture of all of that just creates chaos!
Nightmare Foxy:
... this little shit is dancing to some weird ass song... it's called They're Coming to Take me Away, Ha-Haaa!
Nightmare Chica:
THAT SONG IS FUCKING AMAZING!
Nightmare Bonnie:
I WANNA DANCE TOO!
Nightmare Freddy:
This isn't how to scare a child.
Nightmare Fredbear:
Well... it's still entertaining.
Nightmare Foxy:
Oh God... WHY ARE YOU GUYS LINE DANCING! THIS ISN'T FUCKING TEXAS!
Plushtrap:
I can do the Sprinkler... that's about it.
Nightmare Bonnie:
You are not joining us then...
Nightmare Chica:
THIS KID IS FUCKING BREAK DANCING!
Nightmare Foxy:
HE'S GOOD AT IT TOO! HELL YEAH!
Nightmare Freddy:
I am now tempted to join...
Nightmare Fredbear:
... please don't... you look like you're trapped in cement when you dance. You're so fucking stiff.
Nightmare Freddy:
THE FREDDLES ARE DOING A CONGO LINE INTO THE BEDROOM! FUCK!
Nightmare Foxy:
And this is our version of a peace treaty I guess...
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FanfictionHELLO MY FAZBALLS! Ok, so I've been wanting to write this story but I am pretty sure no one is gonna give a shit about it but... here it is. As stated by the title, this is a FNAF group chat fanfic. That should be self explanatory. Let's get some...
