Lefty:
WHERE IS PEEPAW?
Helpy:
Uh... he left... I'm worried for the safety of the people in this town.
Scrap Baby:
Well shit... let's go get him then.
Helpy:
YOU ARE NOT LEAVING! YOU ARE A DANGER TO SOCIETY!
Scrap Baby:
I AM NOT!
Lefty:
Remind us all of what that claw was used for... LMAO
Scrap Baby:
THAT WASN'T MY FAULT!
Molten Freddy:
Everything is Bitch's fault.
Scrap Baby:
SCREW YOU!
Helpy:
DON'T YOU FUCKING LEAVE TOO!
Lefty:
Too late... she's gone.
Scraptrap:
I'm going to find alcohol...
Helpy:
YOU CAN'T EVEN DRINK!
Molten Freddy:
BYE!
Lefty:
CLOSE THE DOOR DUMBASS!
Helpy:
COME BACK FUCKERS!
Rockstar Bonnie:
You go get them, we'll stay here.
Nedd Bear:
Keep us updated.
Helpy:
FUCKING FINE!
Molten Freddy:
I'M STUCK!
Lefty:
HE'S IN A TRASHCAN!
Scrap Baby:
I CAN FREELY SKATE! OH SHIT!
Helpy:
NO! NOT OH SHIT! WHAT DID YOU DO!
Scrap Baby:
OK, bad news is... I broke the door to someone's house. Good news... THEY'RE RICH! LET'S ROB THE FUCKERS!
Lefty:
I'm coming!
Molten Freddy:
HELP ME OUT OF THE TRASH FIRST! A RAT IS GNAWING ON MY ASS!
Helpy:
... WHY did you get in the trashcan in the first place?
Rockstar Bonnie:
It's always been his lifelong dream to go dumpster diving.
Nedd Bear:
He's clearly done it wrong though.
Molten Freddy:
I think there's a pizza in here!
Scrap Baby:
I'm stealing the TV.
Lefty:
FUCK YES! I'll take the money!
ScrapTrap:
What are you going to use it for anyway?
Lefty:
I'm buying another coffin for you... one you can't escape from.
ScrapTrap:
I always come back.
Lefty:
I will throw you into the fucking ocean...
Scrap Baby:
We can throw Molten Freddy in there too.
Molten Freddy:
WHAT DID I DO?
Helpy:
FUCKING EVERYTHING!
Scrap Baby:
YOU KEEP BLAMING ME FOR SHIT!
Molten Freddy:
THAT DOESN'T MEAN YOU CAN THROW ME IN THE OCEAN WItH PEEPAW!
Scraptrap:
Stop calling me that.
Helpy:
Can you just come back to the pizzeria? Fuck!
Lefty:
Hmmm... no.
Scrap Baby:
We're giving ice cream to random kids at the park.
Helpy:
NO YOU'RE FUCKING NOT!
Lefty:
Yes, we are. The parents are glad their kids are distracted.
Scrap Baby:
One mom just pulled a bottle of wine out of... an area I will not mention... and is now chugging it. Fucking gross.
Lefty:
Some dad just kissed his wife... HOLY SHIT! THAT'S NOT HIS WIFE!
Scrap Baby:
PARENT FIGHT!
Molten Freddy:
I'M MISSING IT? NO!
Helpy:
Don't get in trashcans then...
Rockstar Bonnie:
You could at least help him out.
Helpy:
I would but... I'm trapped in a kid's stroller because a parent saw me, thought I was cute and gave me to their little brat.
Nedd Bear:
LMFAO, that sucks.
Helpy:
THIS LITTLE SHIT IS HITTING ME!
Scraptrap:
Bite it.
Helpy:
HE FUCKING THREW ME IN FRONT OF A CAR! I ALMOST GOT RAN OVER!
Molten Freddy:
That's nice... good news! I got out of the trashcan and I'm on my way to see the parent fight.
Scrap Baby:
We're shielding the children... it's not going well.
Lefty:
The husband who kissed a random lady is now passed out bleeding on the blue slide.
Scrap Baby:
The wine mom is crying while punching a tree...
Lefty:
The wife of the asshole husband is throwing wood chips at the lady her husband kissed...
Scrap Baby:
However, the lady isn't taking this shit, so she hit Crazy Wife with some kid's basketball... and Crazy Wife lost a tooth.
Molten Freddy:
WINE MOM IS DOWN! THE TREE WON THE BATTLE!
Scraptrap:
You are all stupid. I'm heading back to the pizzeria.
Helpy:
I found the park. We'll be back once this fight is over... or when the police begin to arrive.
Scrap Baby:
This one kid just said they don't like ice cream... can I throw him?
Lefty:
NO!
Scrap Baby:
... fine.
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