Hi! I'm just gonna make a sequel to Discord's Job at Freddy's. Enjoy! (This is based off of SMG4. :3)

Discord was chilling in his room, watching TV, when an advertisement for a suspiciously familiar game started to play. He raised his eyebrows skeptically, as it described a game called "Freddy's Pizzaria" with a bunch of ridiculous animatronics doing ridiculous things. It included Freddy showing his ass to everyone, just like he was trying to molest Discord through his shift.

"Ooh, very scary!" Discord commented sarcastically after the advert ended. He strutted around complaining about the Fazbear Entertainment company and claiming that no one would play that cheap game. "I can't believe that stupid pizzaria made their own game! They fire me without giving me free pizza and then they make a game! Well, ha! No one is gonna play that piece of crap!"

Meanwhile, upstairs, Spike was playing the very game that Discord was ranting about. Toy Bonnie popped up in his face, and he screamed so loud that Discord was distracted from his lamenting and marched upstairs to yell, "SPIKE! Seriously! Shut up!"

Spike turned back to him and yelled back, "F*ck you kid, you're a dick!" though it was pretty obvious he was a kid himself. Discord ignored it. Instead, he walked over to the monitor and grumbled, "What are you screaming about anyway?"

On the screen, it showed the words "Freddy's Pizzaria " along with a button labeled "Now with Eyebrows!" and an image of Toy Bonnie wagging his eyebrows in an exceedingly annoying manner.

"Oh come on, Spike!" Discord whined. "How could you do this to me? I've already worked in the real version, remember?!" "Shut up! I need to see my bud, Foxy!" Spike shot back. Discord gave him a shocked look that was moved to a slow anger.

"Alright, that's it!" Discord shoved the monitor off the desk. He snapped his fingers, and in its place, a bookshelf appeared by magic. "No more computer, we're reading books from now on," he said pompously, only to be lunged at by a furious Spike, and Discord was shocked at his response, scrambling back on all fours. "AHH GOD! OH GOD! AHH!" "My precious!" hissed Spike, pacing back and forth in front of the PC, his eyes glowing green in a startling way.

"I bet that game isn't even good!"

"Yeah, BITCH?!" Spike countered, his eyes still lit.

Discord swaggered over to the computer, made a new game file, and started up the game. Everything was fine. He looked around, then back at Spike with a smug grin. "I'm the winner!" And then:

*JUMPSCARRRREEEE!*

Discord screamed as he was flung back to the wall out of exceeding terror, soon quieting down like he was being turned to stone again. Meanwhile, the computer displayed the message: "Game over. Would you like to play again?"

Discord just looked at the monitor, flicked on some shades, and, moonwalking to the door, began singing:

"F*** this s***, I'm out.

Mmmm.

F*** this s***, I'm out.

No thanks.

Don't mind me.

Ima jus' grab my stuff and' leave.

'Scuse me please."

But then Spike was there, and yelled, "NO!" Discord was flung back down again, and Spike watched him with a wicked grin that made Discord fill with outrage. "You ain't going anywhere unless you beat that game! Unless you're too scared loser! Like a loser, like a loser!" Finally, Discord was seething, and he screamed,

"I'M SO GOOD I CAN TRANSPORT MYSELF INTO THE GAME AND BEAT THOSE ROBOTIC A**** AGAIN!"

"Okey-dokey!" said a sudden voice, and the two turned to see Celestia smiling, her horn glowing purple. "WAIT WAIT WAIT!" screamed Discord, but it was too late.

Looks like they were blasting off to Pizzaland again.