Chica: I CAN'T FIND IT
Bonnie: Whatcha lookin for? :3
Chica: THE OVEN
Freddy: WHY DO WE ALWAYS USE CAPS?
Bonnie: For once I'm actually not using caps, I'M SO PROUD O MYSELF! Wait.
Chica: IT WAS HERE LIKE- IDK. YESTERDAY
Foxy: Calm down, lass. We can get a new one. Make a deal with Mike or something, that thing was old anyways.
Chica: OLD!? EXCUSE ME MR. NO JAW
Foxy: YOU WANNA TALK ABOUT ME JAW, LASS?
Bonnie: Doesn't Chica... already... like... not... really... have a jaw...? Cause... like...
Chica: IN FACT, I'LL HAVE YOU KNOW FOXY, THAT THAT OVEN WAS THE ONLY THING HERE THAT MADE US MONEY
Bonnie: Animatronic's don't make money...
Freddy: Guys, I have a confession
Chica: WHAT FREDDY? WHAT?
Freddy: I think
Chica: YOU THINK?
Freddy: I think
Chica: SPIT IT OUT THIS IS NOT A FRICKING HIDDEN TALENT SHOW
Freddy: I THINK
Chica: FOR THE LAST TIME, SPEAK SMOKEY, SPEAK!
Freddy: I THINK I ATE THE OVEN
Chica: OH FOR SPINJITZU SAKES, IS THERE ANYTHING YOU DON'T EAT, FREDDY?!
Freddy: I almost ate my microphone
Chica: WHY?
Freddy: Cause there was no oven
Chica: -3-
Freddy: There was no oven to make the actual food, so I proceeded on eating my microphone. But now I'm here.
Chica: SO YOU ATE THE OVEN? AND YOU ATE THE OVEN BECAUSE? BECAUSE WHY? YOU CAN LEGIT JUST MAKE PIZZA FROM THE OVEN, FREDDY. IT'S THAT FRICKING SIMPLE
Freddy: But the oven's gone
Chica: WELL I DON'T GIVE A FAZBEAR
Freddy: ARE WE TALKING ABOUT SPINJITZU OR ME, I DON'T KNOW ANYMORE!
Bonnie: Chica
Chica: WHAT?
Bonnie: You're funny looking when you're mad *insert stalker moon emoji that Wattpad doesn't want me to add...*
A/N: Sorry that one was kinda bad... it's 6:00AM where I am, I'm an early
Bird... and one of my kittens, Casper, was eating my Lego's... while the other one, Christmas, was laying on me, asleep. But then, knowing Casper, I gave him another chance, but all he did was go back onto my other shelf, and eat the Lego's on my other shelf... leading both of them to try to eat them... now they're at my door wanting to come in, and I feel so bad... but I don't want them to choke on fricking Zane or something... Also, THANK YOU GUYS FOR 100 FOLLOWERS!!!
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RandomHEADS UP: I started this story when I was young, so there are multiple grammar and spelling mistakes that I am completely aware of but haven't gone back in to fix. Basically all of the chapters, except for the last few, were written when I was young...
