Monty:
You can hide... BUT YOU CAN'T HIDE!
Gregory:
This isn't making it any creepier... also, that's stupid.
Glamrock Freddy:
I still don't like this idea.
Vanny:
Shut up Freddy and hide your kid.
Monty:
When did you change your name?
Gregory:
CAN YOU GUYS SHUT UP AND TRY TO KILL ME!
Roxy:
I'd run if I were you kid...
Gregory:
SHIT! WHERE DID YOU COME FROM!
Glamrock Freddy:
I thought you weren't going to try to kill him.
Vanny:
We're not. LMAO
Glamrock Freddy:
THEN WHY DO YOU HAVE A KNIFE?
Gregory:
Where's Chica:
Monty:
Right behind you...
Gregory:
FUCK! STOP DOING THAT!
Glamrock Chica:
Monty... you fucking ruined it.
Monty:
Well... he asked.
Roxy:
Either way, you made him run straight into me so... good job.
Gregory:
FREDDY! I'M SURROUNDED! WHERE THE HELL ARE YOU?
Glamrock Freddy:
Stuck in parts and service...
Gregory:
So... hiding it is... or maybe I have a better idea.
Roxy:
PUT THAT FUCKING THING DOWN!
Glamrock Chica:
WHAT THE FUCK! You shot me in the eyes!
Gregory:
RUNNING AGAIN!
Glamrock Freddy:
I'm seriously stuck in parts and service... the door won't open.
Vanny:
You're welcome...
Gregory:
STOP CHASING ME AROUND EL CHIPS! THAT'S A HUGE KNIFE!
Roxy:
Oh... you're in El Chips? Thanks for that info.
Monty:
I'm gonna get him first.
Glamrock Chica:
LOST BOY OVER HERE!
Vanny:
Are you having fun yet?
Gregory:
NO BITCH!
Glamrock Freddy:
LANGUAGE GREGORY!
Gregory:
Freddy... this is a life or death situation... THAT SHOULD BE THE LEAST OF YOUR CONCERNS!
Glamrock Freddy:
WE AGREED ON NO DEATH!
Roxy:
Well, he escaped.
Glamrock Chica:
He's headed to Parts and Service.
Vanny:
Good luck getting in...
Gregory::
HOW THE HELL AM I SUPPOSED TO GET INTO A ROOM THAT'S LEVEL 8 SECURItY! IT WASN'T THAT HIGH BEFORE!
Glamrock Freddy:
Change that... that's not fair.
Monty:
Life's not fair... TRAITOR!
Vanny:
Level 8? LMAO, oops.
Gregory:
WAS IT NOT SUPPOSED TO BE LEVEL 8?
Glamrock Freddy:
Apparently not.
Glamrock Chica:
Is anyone else hungry?
Gregory:
... this is the worst reenactment... you guys suck at trying to kill me...
Monty:
WE ARE DOING GREAT!
Glamrock Freddy:
Can you fix the security thing? I'm tired of being stuck in here...
Roxy:
I'm pretty sure I'm not the problem.
Vanny:
Well, considering that I stood behind him for a solid five minutes and he didn't notice... I'd say this is going well... don't ask where I'm taking him...
Glamrock Freddy:
HE BETTER STILL BE ALIVE!
Monty:
Yeah... don't you think you're going too far?
Vanny:
No... he's getting a reenactment of what would've happened if he hadn't escaped me...
Glamrock Freddy:
WHY ISN'T HE RESPONDING?
Roxy:
His hands are tied... LMAO, this is terrifying to watch.
Glamrock Freddy:
HELP HIM!
Glamrock Chica:
That's your job... we're not supposed to interfere.
Glamrock Freddy:
ARE YOU HACKED?
Vanny:
Disassemble Freddy...
Glamrock Freddy:
Why do I hear you all coming for me?
Monty:
Disassembling Freddy...
Glamrock Freddy:
THIS HAS TO BE A JOKE! GREGORY!
Gregory:
What?
Glamrock Freddy:
Where are you?
Gregory:
Hold on... I'm in the middle of being sacrificed to a dead old man who killed children in the 80s.
Vanny:
Don't say it like that... LMAO
Gregory:
Am I wrong though?
Glamrock Chica:
Holy shit! I've never seen him run that fast...
Roxy:
He broke the door... we barely opened it...
Monty:
THAT'S MY JOB FAZBEAR!
Gregory:
I can hear him getting closer...
Vanny:
I think that's my cue to get the fuck out of here... it's been fun. BYE!
Gregory:
WAIT! THE SACRIFICE ISN'T COMPLETE YET!
Glamrock Freddy:
OH THANK GOD YOU'RE NOT DEAD!
Roxy:
I mean, we did agree on no death.
Glamrock Freddy:
SHE DRAGGED HIM AWAY, TIED HIM UP AND HAD A HUGE KNIFE! THAT SOUNDS LIKE A DEADLY SITUATION TO ME!
Vanny:
It was an accurate reenactment...
Glamrock Freddy:
Just out of curiosity... where are you at the moment?
Vanny:
That's not something you should be concerned about...
Gregory:
She's hiding in that closet over there...
Monty:
Damn... throw her under the buss like that...
Glamrock Freddy:
THERE'S NO ONE HERE!
Glamrock Chica:
LMAO, your kid just lied to you... how does that make you feel Fazdad?
Roxy:
I know where she is...
Glamrock Freddy:
Where is she?
Vanny:
Don't even think about telling him.
Roxy:
LMAO, I won't. That spot is genius. Monty has literally walked by you four times and he hasn't noticed you.
Glamrock Chica:
He doesn't notice anything...
Monty:
SHUT UP!
Roxy:
LMAO, why is he running around like that?
Gregory:
I just noticed the spot... it definitely is genius.
Glamrock Chica:
I'm still fucking hungry. Anyone want food?
Gregory:
Yes.
Vanny:
Don't set the kitchen on fire again.
Glamrock Chica:
I THOUGHT WE ALL AGREED TO NEVER MENTION THAT AGAIN!
Glamrock Freddy:
HOW AM I NOT SEEING THIS HIDING SPOT!
Monty:
Yeah... even I see it. I'm looking at it right now.
Vanny:
You're not even in the same room as me... LMAO
Roxy:
You're not even on the same floor.
Monty:
Oh... then, I think I found Bonnie.
Vanny:
You probably did.
Glamrock Freddy:
BONNIE?
Glamrock Chica:
WHERE IS HE?
Gregory:
COME BACK! YOU'RE IN THE MIDDLE OF MAKING FOOD!
Monty:
He's just leaning on a wall behind a curtain in Bonnie Bowl... he looks dead.
Vanny:
That's because he's not completely fixed yet...
Gregory:
CHICA! THE FOOD!
Vanny:
Why do I fucking smell something burning.
Glamrock Chica:
Oh shit...
Moon:
And this is why I don't do anything with you fuckers... something always goes wrong.
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