Last week, Episode 10a (Snack Off) was posted, but 10b was not posted with it. That was not a mistake.
Also, Season 3 Episode 10 marks the fiftieth episode in the show, yay.
The Five Nights at Freddy's Show!
S3 E10a: Snack Off!
Written By: mmdestroyer973
Freddy, Bonnie, and Foxy ate snacks as they watched television in the living room.
"Babe, you need to stop rubbing glue all over your face!" a husband yelled at his wife in the television program.
"I'm sorry, Harold." the wife responded. She wiped tears from her eyes. "I'm just addicted!"
"Oh HONEY!" The husband fainted.
"We will now return after these messages." The TV said, and the commercials started to air.
"YEAAAAA!" The boys hollered, as they were excited for the television program to continue.
*NOM!* *NOM!*
They started chewing on their snacks. "Ugh!" Chica grunted, peeking out of the kitchen.
Freddy ate cheeseballs, and he ate every single cheese ball individually by themselves. "BLOOP! BLOOP!" He made very annoying noises as he ate them.
*SLURP!*
Bonnie was eating veggie straws. He used one of the veggie straws to suck up the other veggie straws and ate them. He made aggravating slurping noises. "Ahhh." He exhaled after slurping the straws.
*CHEW!* *CHEW!*
Foxy ate pirate chocolate coins. He unwrapped five of them, threw them all into his mouth, and chewed all of them at once. The problem? He chewed with his mouth open! "NYANG! NYANG!"
"Grr..." Chica's head steamed. She entered the living room.
"SLURP! CHEW! NYANG!" The boys ate their snacks louder and louder.
"AAAAAAAAAAAHHHHH!" Chica yelled, her face was red as a tomato. The boys stopped chewing.
"NYANG." Foxy chewed with his mouth open one more time.
"Do you have any shame for yourselves?" asked Chica.
The boys looked at each other in confusion.
"I mean, don't you guys just hear yourselves?"
"I'm eating healthy snacks!" Bonnie showed her the vegetable straws.
"NO!" Chica grunted. "You guys are eating like animals, that's my problem!"
"We're sorry Chica." Freddy apologized.
"Hey, at least I'm eating healthy." Bonnie shrugged.
"What's your problem, lass?" Foxy got up. "I mean, we're just chilling watching some TV, and having a snack. And that's enough to get you angry? Shoot!" Foxy sat back down.
"Calm down, Chica." She pinched the top of her nose. "Can you guys just eat quieter, please? You're making my ears want to kill themselves!"
"Sorry!" called Bonnie.
"I bet you guys won't even be able to go an entire day without eating any junk food." Chica turned around and walked into the kitchen. "But who am I kidding?"
"Oh yeah?" Freddy jumped on the couch. "I bet we can go for the rest of today without eating any snacks!"
"Really?" Chica said, turning back around to the living room.
"Oh yeah." Freddy went in her face.
"Alright, do we have a bet?" Chica let out her hand.
"If we win, you have to take all of us to the store, and let us buy all the snacks we want with YOUR credit card!" screamed Freddy.
"Ooh!" Foxy sprung out of the couch.
"Fine by me!" Chica shrugged.
"And, you can't get mad at us anymore when we eat," Freddy added on.
"Good!" Chica shook his hand. "But if I win, you guys can't eat junk snacks anymore, forever!"
"What?" Bonnie shouted. "What will we eat for snacks then?"
"You'll have to eat GRAPES!" Chica answered him. "AHAHAHA!" Chica had sharp teeth and she laughed maniacally.
"NOO!" Bonnie screamed. "Wait, I'm cool with grapes."
"NOOOOOOOOO!" Foxy screamed afterward. "I'll never get to eat me chocolate coins!"
"Wait a second?" Freddy realized something. "There's three of us, so what happens if only one of us eats snacks?"
Chica had to think. "Uhh...okay fine. If all THREE of you eat snacks, then you lose. So you can make it out of this alive if only two of you eat snacks. Got it?"
"Oh yeah!" Bonnie did a backflip in the house.
"And the timer starts now!" Chica pointed to the clock in the living room. It was 5:45. "As soon as 11:59 hits, without you guys eating any junk food, you're all home free. Good luck!" Chica walked into the kitchen.
"Wait, is Fred participating?"
"NO," Fred called in the basement.
"This will be easy!" Freddy jumped on the couch. "All I have to do is SLEEP all day! When I'm asleep I can't eat! And if I can't eat, there's no way in heck I'll eat any junk food!"
"You can't fall asleep out of nowhere like-"
*SNORE!*
Freddy knocked out on the couch.
"I know! I'll go for a midday jog! If I'm jogging, I can't eat! And if I can't eat, there's no way in heck I'll eat any junk food!" Bonnie said. He zipped out of the hideout. Foxy was in the living room by himself. He had a smirk on his face, and he turned to the chocolate coins that were still on the coffee table in the living room.
"Heh!" Foxy chuckled. "I'll still get to eat snacks, as long as they don't know!" Foxy grabbed the chocolate coins and put them into his pocket. Foxy then went upstairs.
IN FREDDY'S DREAM...
"AAAAAHHHHH!" Freddy was in CANDYLAND running from Gabriella Gumstick, Marsha Marshmallow, and Cathy the Gingerbreadwoman.
"EAT USSSS!" They chased Freddy. They had sharp teeth with foam coming out of their mouths, and they were very scary.
"GAH!" Freddy woke up in real life. He looked at the clock and it was 5:50. "Aw, poop nuggets." Freddy slouched on the couch. He glanced in the kitchen and saw Chica. Chica waved at him.
"DUHHHHHHHH..." Freddy tried to bore himself so he could fall back to sleep.
MEANWHILE...
Bonnie jogged on the street. "Jog jog jog, jog jog jog, jogging all the waaayyy!" Bonnie sang. He looked at his smart wristwatch. "You've burned 20 calories." Bonnie read what the watch displayed. As he looked on the watch, he noticed it was only 6:00. "Jeez, time goes much slower when you're trying to avoid doing something," he said to himself, as he proceeded to jog. But then, he saw a red person and a blue person standing at the end of the block. "Hmm..." Bonnie squinted to get a better look at the people. "A red person and blue person?" he asked himself.
"Look, it's Bonnie!" The blue person said to the red one, as he pointed right towards Bonnie. "I know he and Team Fazbear like snacks! They're going to buy all of our snickers, for sure!"
Red Guy scoffed. "Doesn't matter. There's going to be some event that occurs, and it's going to cause us to fail. It's been happening all day, and it will happen again!" shouted Red Guy angrily.
"Hey, Bonnie!" Blue Guy called on the street. "BOOOOOONNIE!" Blue Guy started to move towards Bonnie. Red Guy sighed and walked after.
"Oh, it's those idiots. Blue Guy and Red Guy." Bonnie rolled his eyes. "At least this will kill some time."
Blue Guy stopped running once he reached Bonnie. "You GOTTA buy some of our snickers!" Blue dug into his bag and whipped out two bars, showing them to him.
Bonnie jumped when he saw the snacks. "Oh no!" he let his hands out in denial. "I CANNOT eat those for the rest of the day!"
"Why not? You know nobody can resist the power of snickers!" said Blue Guy.
"I knew some stupid thing would happen." Red folded his arms. "Now Bonnie doesn't like snickers. Blue Guy, can we please go!"
Blue Guy ignored him. "Come on, Bonnie!"
Bonnie then realized something. "Chica didn't say anything about HAVING candy, she just said we couldn't eat it!" Bonnie turned back to Blue and Red. "I'll take one!" Bonnie let out a dollar.
"Do you see this, Red Guy?!" Blue asked, turning to him. "We're making a sale!"
"Hooray." Red rolled his eyes.
Blue Guy put his hand on the dollar and attempted to pull on it, but he couldn't grab the bill. "Uh..." he said awkwardly. Bonnie stared at Blue Guy as if something were wrong with him.
"Dude, just grab the dollar!" Bonnie let go of the dollar, and it just magically floated in the air.
"Grrr...ugh..." Blue Guy grunted, struggling to grab the dollar. It still floated in the air.
"I don't have time for this!" Bonnie turned around. "Great now, they killed my jogging mood!" Bonnie glanced at this smartwatch. It was 6:20 PM. "Oh, crap." Bonnie's stomach grumbled. He glanced back at Red and Blue and walked back home sadly.
Meanwhile...
"He He!" Foxy was in the attic in the hideout. He dumped chocolate pirate coins out of his pocket and on the floor. "Chica will never know if she NEVER SEES!"
*NOM* *NOM*
Foxy unwrapped the candy and ate it all. "Ahh..." he exhaled. He then sat there for a couple of seconds. "I gotta have MORE!" Foxy's eyes turned into chocolate coins. He raced down the attic, but CHICA was upstairs by the attic's door.
"I was about to close the attic door." She told him. "Why were you in there anyway?"
"Uh, nothing lass!" he began to sweat
"What's that brown stuff on your face? And why are you so nervous?" Chica put her hand on her hips.
"Uh, I was POOPING!" Foxy thought of something random.
"You were pooping in the attic," Chica told him.
"Yes!" he nodded. "He slowly licked the chocolate from off of his face, which discouraged Chica.
"EW!" She walked into the bathroom, to rinse out her eyes. Wait, what?
*ZOOM!*
Foxy dashed into the kitchen and opened the fridge. There were the pirate chocolate coins, and they glowed. "Mama-mia!" Foxy went to grab them, but he heard snoring. "Huh?"
He turned and saw Freddy sleeping in the living room on the couch. His snoring got loud, then quiet, then load again.
"He needs to shut up!" Foxy said to himself. "I won't be able to hear if someone comes!" Foxy grabbed a tennis ball that was on the floor in the living room and put it in Freddy's mouth. "There!" Foxy continued to eat his coins.
IN FREDDY'S DREAM...
"NOOOO!" Freddy was in Candyland, running from Gabriella Gumstick, Marsha Marshmallow, and Cathy the Gingerbreadwoman once again.
"EAT US!" They jumped IN Freddy's mouth, and he swallowed them. "I LOST THE CHALLENGE!" he shouted.
"YOU LOOOOOST!" Chica's floating head appeared behind Freddy. There was blood running from her mouth and she had big red eyes. "NOW GIVE YOUR SOUL!" The Chica head opened her mouth and went to Freddy.
"GAHHH!" Freddy woke up in real life, spitting out the ball. He turned to Foxy and gasped after seeing him shoving chocolate coins in his face.
"No." Foxy wiped his face, shut the fridge door, and hid the wrappers. "It's not what you think!"
"FOXY!" Freddy screamed.
"Shut up!" Foxy covered Freddy's mouth. "I don't want Chica to know, man!"
Chica was coming downstairs! "What's going on down here?" she asked. She entered the kitchen and saw Foxy looking very suspicious with his hands behind his back, and a big grin on his face.
"Heh." Foxy chuckled. Chica looked down and saw wrappers on the floor, and then she turned to Freddy.
"He was eating candy," Freddy said.
"NO!" Foxy shouted. "Why did you TELL on me?!"
"Haha!" Chica laughed. "I knew you weren't actually eating poop upstairs. Come on, Foxy, I'm not stupid." she put her hands on her hips.
"Well, since you already know!" Foxy went into the fridge and ate more candy.
The front door flew open, and Bonnie entered the hideout. "Chica, you have some explaining to do!" He shouted.
"What's up?" Freddy asked, opening a bottle of water.
"Blue Guy and Red Guy were selling snickers on the street," announced Bonnie.
"So?" Foxy asked.
"Chica, you are cheating!" Bonnie folded his arms. "I caught you red-handed."
"What are you talking about?"
"You told those two idiots to sell snickers to try and trick me into buying it. I'm not stupid!" said Bonnie.
"I don't even talk to them!" shouted Chica.
"I don't give a bunny's butt," Bonnie said. "I quit your stupid challenge."
"Well, you can't quit, you just lose." Chica shrugged her shoulders.
"Fine!" Bonnie went into the kitchen, opened a bag of veggie straws, and ate them.
"NO!" Freddy shouted.
Chica laughed. "This was too easy! I knew you guys couldn't go the rest of the day without eating snacks."
"Uh oh!" Foxy exclaimed. "Bonnie, I forgot that if we lose, we can't eat snacks anymore!"
Bonnie's pupils shrank. "Oh no! FREDDY, DON'T LOOSE!" he shouted to Freddy. Bonnie and Foxy glanced at the clock. It was 7:00, and they had a long time to go!
"Relax, I'll sleep through it all." Freddy immediately fell asleep.
"Oops!" Chica called in the kitchen. She rolled the jar of CHEESE BALLS into the living room on purpose. The scent of the cheese balls caused Freddy to wake up.
"CHEESE BALLS!" his pupils turns into cheeseballs, and he got off the couch and ran to them.
"NO!" Foxy ran to the jar of cheeseballs. He picked it up with his left hand and braced it against his body. "Back off, lad!" Foxy then pointed his pirate hook to Freddy with his right hand.
"HISS!" Freddy hissed like a cat and jumped on Foxy. Foxy fell down, and his pirate hook landed on the plastic jar, making a large hole. Freddy was reaching for the jar, while on top of Foxy.
"NO!" Foxy kicked Freddy off of him. He rapidly grabbed the jar of the snacks, but Foxy did not see the hole. "Uh oh!" Foxy called. Cheese balls flew all across the living room.
SLOW MOTION
"Foxy, watch out!" Bonnie pointed to Freddy, and saw a cheeseball was going RIGHT to his mouth!
"Aaaahhhh!" Freddy made a funny sound as he opened his mouth wide open to eat the ball.
"NOOOOOO!" Foxy jumped with his arm out to hopefully catch the cheeseball.
SLOW MOTION OFF
*THUD!*
Foxy fell on the ground, and Freddy happily chewed on the cheeseball. "Ahhhh." Freddy rubbed his stomach. That was good."
Everyone looked at Freddy. "OH NO! WE ALL ATE JUNK FOOD!" Freddy just now realized what had happened.
"NOOOO!" Bonnie cried and got on his knees." NO MORE VEGGIE STRAWS!"
"NO MORE OF ME CHOCOLATE COINS!" Foxy's eyes watered, and he covered his face.
"NO MORE CHEESE BALLS!" Freddy yelled. "AAAAAAAAAAAAAH!" Tears erupted from his eyes, and it flew to Chica.
"Guys stop crying!" Chica said, covered in Freddy's tears. "I'm not going to make you guys stop eating snacks forever."
"You're not?" Freddy blew his nose with a tissue.
"No, you dummies!" Chica rolled her eyes and smirked. "I did this to teach you all a lesson."
"So...we can eat snacks?!" Bonnie rapidly got up in excitement.
"Yes...duh!" Chica said with a little sass. "Just don't eat like silly pigs again! It's nasty and childish."
"We promise!" The boys make cooky faces and they promised Chica.
*ZOOM!*
They immediately sat on the couch and ate the cheeseballs that were all over the floor. Freddy turned on the TV and watched the same program from before.
"Oh, why not join them!" Chica shrugged, and she sat with the boys.
"Oh, Harold!" The woman in the TV program said to her husband. They were both rubbing glue on their faces together in happiness.
"I knew I should've just stuck with you!" exclaimed the husband.
"Hahaha!" The four sitting on the cough laughed.
Fred came out of the basement. "What'cha guys watching?" Fred opened the fridge, took out a peanut butter and jelly sandwich, and chewed on it. "BLOOP! NYANG! SLURP! CHOMP!" Fred chewed with his mouth open and made silly noises as he ate.
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!" Chica screamed.
The Five Nights at Freddy's Show!
S3 E10b: Snicker Salesmen
Written By: mmdestroyer973
It was a warm and cloudy afternoon. Purple Guy, Red Guy, Rolinda, and Blue Guy were in their underground lair.
*KNOCK! KNOCK!*
"It's HERE!" Blue Guy got off of the couch and skipped to the door. Blue Guy opened the door, and it was a postman who held a large box. "EEEEEEEE!" Blue Guy's eyes were sparkly and he grinned in excitement.
"Umm...a package for...Bee Gee?" The mailman squinted at the label on the box.
"That's me!" Blue Guy let out his hand, so the mailman could give him the box.
*THUD!*
The postman threw it on Blue Guy's head and walked away. "Have a nice afternoon," he said. Blue Guy walked back into the lair with the box on his head.
"Yoink!" Blue Guy made a funny noise and he tilted his head, which caused the box to fall on the floor inside. "Red Guy, guess what this is?" Blue asked his brother.
Red Guy stared at him for a couple of seconds. "More adult diapers?"
"Even better!" Blue Guy did a little dance.
"What?"
*RIP!*
Blue Guy cut open the box, and it revealed a crate full of chocolate snack bars. "It's an entire 2 month supply of snickers!"
An angelic choir sang as the crate sparkled and shined.
"Cool." Red Guy grabbed one and sat back down.
"What's this?" Purple Guy grabbed one of the snack bars.
"Lots of snickers!" Blue Guy replied to him and raised his arms in the air.
"How in the fruit did you even pay for this?" Purple Guy asked.
"Well..."
FLASHBACK...
Blue Guy was walking on the street in town. "Huh?" He stopped walking and realized he was in front of a really tall business building.
"That quarterly report was bogus!" two businessmen walked out of the revolving doors and revealed cigarettes at the entrance.
"I know, right! I don't know what's going on with Peterson, but we've gotta fix this mess!" The other businessman went in his pocket to take out a lighter for the cigarette.
*Thud*
His WALLET fell on the floor; Blue Guy gasped. The reflection of the wallet was in his eyes. "Wollet!" he pronounced it incorrectly.
"I'll go talk to human resources once we're done here. But for now, let's get crazy!" The first businessman started to smoke the cigarette. "AHH YEAH!"
"Ooh, baby that's it!" the other man exclaimed.
*SWIPE!*
Blue Guy swiped the wallet.
END OF FLASHBACK
"That's my boy!" Purple Guy was proud. "Finally learning how to steal! Who's a good boy!" He picked up Blue Guy.
"I am!" Blue Guy blushed, putting his index finger on his chin.
Red Guy looked at the viewers with a very uncomfortable face.
"So, where's that guy's wallet?" Purple Guy asked, rubbing his hands.
"Oh, I gave it back to the guy after I ordered the snickers."
Purple Guy frowned and dropped Blue Guy.
"Well, I'll just throw these in the fridge for now, and I'll be on my way!" Blue Guy picked up the large crate.
"Hold it!" called Rolinda, who was in the kitchen. She walked over to the fridge and opened it. "The fridge is reserved!" The fridge was full of yogurts.
"Dang it!" Blue Guy exclaimed. "What about in the cabinets? Is there anything in there?"
Rolinda opened the cabinets. There were lots of SNICKERS in the cabinets.
"Oh." Blue Guy said. "The closet?"
The closet magically opened by itself. "GRRRRRR!" The wolf in the closet growled and violently shut the door.
"Nice, we have no room for those snickers!" Purple Guy pointed to the entrance of their lair. "Blue Guy, go return the package!"
"No!" Blue Guy covered the crate with his arms. "I want to eat these! At least someone wants to!"
"That's it!" Purple Guy had an idea.
"Huh?"
"How about we just sell the snickers?" Purple Guy told Plue Guy the idea he had. "You get to sell the snickers, you make money, and the snickers won't go to waste!"
"Hmm...I don't know." Blue Guy scratched his head, unsure if he wanted to sell the snickers.
"You'll get to be a SNICKER SALESMAN!" Purple Guy whispered into his ear.
"A snicker salesmen!" Blue Guy was enthusiastic about being a snicker salesman. "WHOO-HOO!" He jumped in the air.
Purple Guy grabbed a bunch of plastic bags and put the snickers in them to evenly distribute the weight. "There! Now Red Guy, go with him."
"Only because I'm bored." Red Guy walked with his brother.
"Have fun!" Purple Guy waved. "All you have to do is make me lots of money!"
"You? I thought-" Blue Guy turned around in confusion, but Red stopped him.
"Let's go." Red pushed Blue outside, and they left.
Purple Guy took out a yogurt from the fridge, he looked a the flavor, it was grilled cheese. "When will you have actual yogurt?" He turned to Rolinda angrily.
*UPBEAT MUSIC PLAYS*
"There!" They exited the underground lair and put a table outside in the grass. They dumped out the snickers on the table and Blue Guy used cardboard and made a sign that read: "SNICKERZ!"
"Let the snicker selling begin!" Blue Guy shouted.
*MUSIC STOPS!*
Blue Guy and Red Guy stood at the stand and waited. Red Guy blinked. Blue Guy blinked afterward. A tumbleweed floated past their stand.
20 MINUTES LATER...
"Get your snickers here..." Blue Guy said reluctantly. His face fell on the table.
"Purple Guy, STOP!" Rolinda screamed in their lair. Purple Guy exited the layer holding a garbage bag full of yogurt. "You better not throw those a-"
*SLAM!*
Purple Guy closed the door on her. "Next time, buy actual yogurt flavors!" he shouted. "Huh?" Purple Guy realized that Blue Guy and Red Guy were standing there with the stand. "What are you two idiots doing?!" he shouted.
"We set up a Snickers stand!" said Blue Guy.
"NO!" Purple Guy shouted loudly, and it blew the entire table away. Purple Guy then facepalmed. "Okay, if you want to sell a lot of Snickers, what should you be doing differently?" Purple Guy asked, folding his arms.
"Um, we should be naked?" Blue Guy shrugged.
"What? NO!" hollered Purple Guy. "You need to be MOBILE!"
Blue Guy had no idea what he meant, and pulled out his phone. "mobile?"
"No! You need to deliver! You see, customers these days are too lazy to go out and get things on their own." Purple Guy explained to Blue and Red. "So, you need to get on your feet and BRING SNICKERS TO THE PEOPLE!"
"That's it, Red Guy!" Blue Guy turned to his brother. "We have to be TRAVELING Snicker salesmen, not stationary snicker salesmen!"
Red Guy looked at the viewers.
LATER...
Blue Guy and Red Guy walked on the street to sell snickers to people. They were holding many plastic bags.
"Gee, Red Guy, we sure are unaware of many aspects of selling." Blue Guy walked.
"Yeah," Red replied.
"I mean, how come we didn't know that we were supposed to BRING the food to the people! Man, we're so dumb."
"I think it's you that's dumb." Red Guy mumbled.
"What was that?"
"Nothing."
They approached a man, who was sitting on a bench in the town. "Greetings, Sir!" Blue Guy spoke to him. "Please take one of our snickers bars!" He held out one bar.
"Thanks, I love Snickers!" The man took it from him, and he ran away.
"Hey, you forgot...to...pay." Blue Guy frowned.
"Blue Guy, you didn't tell him that you were SELLING the snickers." acknowledged Red Guy.
"Oh yeah! Silly me!" Blue Guy said. He walked to a woman, who was standing nearby. "Hello, we're selling snickers!" Blue Guy bit his bottom lip and raised his eyebrows.
"Um, who asked?" the woman said with an attitude and walked away. "Weirdo," she mumbled afterward.
"Blue Guy, let me do this!" Red Guy walked forwards. He saw a man standing with his back faced to him. "Hey, we're selling snickers and you better buy one from us! Hey!" Red Guy tapped the guy and he turned around. It was a HOMELESS MAN!
"H-h-hello." the poor, kind homeless man greeted Red Guy. He held a styrofoam coffee cup full of coins. Red Guy stared at the homeless guy in his eyes, he didn't know what to do.
"Red Guy this poor man doesn't have any money!" Blue Guy put his hand on Red's shoulder. "He deserves some free snickers!" Blue Guy took TEN bars from his bag and gave them to the homeless man.
"Why, thank you...um...what's your name?"
"Oh, I'm Blue-"
"KEEE KEEE YEAHHH!" It was just a normal guy, wearing a costume. "Thanks for the free snackies, idiots!" He magically flew away.
Blue Guy and Red Guy watched him fly away.
*POW!*
The man flew into an airplane and he died. "So much for being nice." Blue Guy pouted.
LATER...
They were in the suburban area of the town. "We're never going to sell any snickers." Blue Guy doubted himself.
"Nah, we got this." Red Guy looked at the houses. "Let's try going door to door. They'll have no choice but to buy the snickers!"
"How are you so sure?" replied Blue.
"They'll feel bad if they have to shut their door in our faces! They'll literally HAVE to buy it!"
*KNOCK!*
Red Guy knocked on the door to a house.
"Yes?" The man exited. He was a tall caucasian man wearing a white casual shirt, navy blue pants, and brown dress shoes.
"Greetings, we're selling-" Blue Guy spoke but Red Guy cut him off.
"Yo, we're selling snickers, and you BETTER BUY EM'!" Shouted Red Guy, right in the man's face.
"Okay, chill out!" Blue Guy pulled him back.
"Hmm...that's nice and all, but there's something off about you guys." the man announced. "I mean, what's your guys' main dream here."
"I wanna sleep with girls!" said Blue Guy, raising his hand.
"No, your main goal is to sell those snickers! And it doesn't appear that you guys are selling well at all, you could use some assistance! How does it feel to finally sell all of those snickers and get them all of of your hair?" The man put his arm around Blue Guy.
"Ooh, that kinda feels like sleeping with girls!" Blue Guy's eyes sparkled.
"That's the spirit, my friend!" The man clicked his teeth. "But unfortunately, you guys are going to need some upgrades! I mean, look at yourselves, using plastic bags to carry all of those treats! Not only will it cause the snacks to be crushed up, which will discourage people from purchasing them, but you look UNPROFESSIONAL with them."
Blue Guy's pupils shrunk. "UNPROFESSIONAL, RED GUY! WE'RE UNPROFESSIONAL!" he screamed in Red Guy's face. Red Guy looked at the viewers.
"Well, the only smart thing you boys can do is get a couple of these!" The man revealed blue Walmart bags that had the logo right on the front.
"WHOA!" Blue Guy stared at the item. "Wait, what is it?"
"Why, it's a very special candy bar carrying bag!" The man opened a blue market with his teeth and scribbled over the Walmart logo. He spit out the cap for the marker and showed it to the guys. "See!"
"Those are just Walmart bags." Red Guy said. "Blue Guy, let's just ignore this—"
Blue Guy had the bags already. "Happy selling, boys!" the man waved, and he shut his door.
"Alright, how much did you pay for those?"
Blue Guy chucked. "Heh, fifty dollars."
"Fifty!" Red Guy shouted.
"Well...each." Blue Guy added.
"EEAAAAACHHHHHHH!" Red Guy screamed.
"And I bought ten of them." Blue Guy revealed TEN bags.
*BANG!*
Red Guy's head erupted in flames. "That's it, BLUE GUY! From now on, we focus on SELLING these snickers! Got it?!"
"Yes sir!" Blue Guy crossed his eyes.
They arrived at the next house, and they wrapped on the door. "Yes?" A woman answered it.
"Hi, we're selling snickers!" Blue Guy said. "Want to purchase some?"
"Sure, I'll take one, but I'll need some change." The woman revealed a ten-dollar bill.
"Uhh, Red, do you have any change?" Blue asked.
"No," he said.
"Can you check in my back pocket to see if I have any change in there?" Blue kindly asked.
"Is that even a question?"
"Ugh...Euur...Hagg..." Blue Guy made awkward noises attempting to get into his back pocket because his hands were full holding the bags. The woman waited patiently and tapped her feet.
"I can't believe I'm doing this." Red Guy went in Blue Guy's left back pocket and felt for any money. He felt something and pulled it out. It was a gum wrapper. Red Guy threw it to the side.
"Check the right one," Blue told him.
"I don't have time for this." The woman went in and closed the door.
*SLAM!*
"Great, she left." Red Guy said.
"He he, that tickles!" Blue Guy put his hand on his chin as Red Guy was digging in his pocket.
Red Guy rapidly pulled his hand out of Blue's pocket and looked at the viewers.
LATER...
The two guys continued to talk on the street. "What are we doing incorrectly?" Blue Guy scratched his head as he walked. "We need to think of a plan that will not fail." he scratched his chin.
"I just wanna go home now. Why waste more of our time doing this if it's obvious that it's going to fail?" Red asked.
"Huh?" Blue Guy saw BONNIE, who was jogging on the street. "Look, it's Bonnie!" Blue Guy pointed to him. "I know he and Team Fazbear like snacks! They're going to buy all of our snickers, for sure!"
Red Guy scoffed. "Doesn't matter. There's going to be some event that occurs, and it's going to cause us to fail. It's been happening all day, and it will happen again!" shouted Red Guy angrily.
"Hey, Bonnie!" Blue Guy called on the street. "BOOOOOONNIE!"
"Huh?" Bonnie stopped moving. He observed a Red person and a blue person standing at the end of the block. "A red person and blue person?" he asked himself.
"Hey!" Blue Guy called once again and started to move towards Bonnie. Red Guy sighed and walked after.
"Oh, it's those idiots." Bonnie rolled his eyes. "At least this will kill some time."
Blue Guy stopped running once he reached Bonnie. "You GOTTA buy some of our snickers!" Blue dug into his bag and whipped out two bars.
Bonnie jumped when he saw the snacks. "Oh no!" he let his hands out in denial. "I CANNOT eat those for the rest of the day!"
"Why not? You know nobody can resist the power of snickers!" said Blue Guy.
"I knew some stupid thing would happen." Red folded his arms. "Now Bonnie doesn't like snickers. Blue Guy, can we please go!"
Blue Guy ignored him. "Come on, Bonnie!"
Bonnie then realized something. "Chica didn't say anything about HAVING candy, she just said we couldn't eat it!" Bonnie turned back to Blue and Red. "I'll take one!" Bonnie let out a dollar.
"Do you see this, Red Guy?!" Blue asked, turning to him. "We're making a sale!"
"Hooray." Red rolled his eyes.
Blue Guy put his hand on the dollar and attempted to pull on it, but he couldn't grab the bill. "Uh..." he said awkwardly. Bonnie stared at Blue Guy as if something were wrong with him.
"Dude, just grab the dollar!" Bonnie let go of the dollar, and it just magically floated in the air.
"Grrr...ugh..." Blue Guy grunted, struggling to grab the dollar. It still floating in the air.
"I don't have time for this!" Bonnie turned around. "Great now, they killed my jogging mood!" Bonnie glanced at this smartwatch.
"Red Guy, don't just stand there, help me!" Blue Guy shouted. Ignoring him, Red Guy looked at the viewers.
"Oh, what's the use." Blue Guy stopped. "We're never selling any snickers! AAAAHHHH!" Tears ran down his face as he cried.
"HAHA!" A man laughed, who crept up behind Blue and Red. He was a tall white businessman in a black suit and tie, and he looked angry.
"Gah!" Blue Guy jumped when he heard the man laugh. "Oh, hello! We're selling snickers! Would you like to buy any?"
"I ain't here for that! Now I have a question for you: does my face look familiar?" the man moved up real close to Blue Guy's face, so close that he felt his breath.
"Well, no." Blue Guy responded. "But it does smell like you had raisin bran for breakfast!"
"Okay, what about THIS?" The man revealed a wallet.
"No, but that is a nice wallet!" Blue exclaimed.
"Okay, this!" the man took out his credit card from the wallet and shoved it in Blue Guy's face.
Blue Guy stared at the wallet for a couple of seconds, then realized something. "AAAAAHH!" He screamed. "Your credit card is about to expire next month!" Red Guy snickered at Blue Guy.
"NO, YOU BOOB!" The man screamed. "You USED this credit card, and spent one hundred dollars worth of STUPID SNICKERS shipped to your address!"
"Hey, how do you know that?" Blue Guy asked with a big smile on his face.
"BECAUSE IT'S MY CREDIT CARD, AND MY MONEY!" The man shouted.
"AAAAAHHHH!" Blue Guy shouted. "Red Guy, this is that funny-looking businessman, that dropped his wallet, and then I used it to buy those snickers that came today!"
"Yeah, no duh." Red Guy said.
"Alright, that's it!" The man cracked his knuckles. "You two rainbow brother dudes are going to get it!"
"AAAAHHH!" Blue Guy screamed in fear. "Red Guy, do we have anything to defend ourselves?"
"No."
Blue Guy rummaged through the bag he had, and there was nothing but snickers. "Take this!" Blue Guy opened a snickers bar, broke a piece of it off, and threw it into the man's mouth.
*CHOKE!* *GULP!*
He choked on the candy for a second and then swallowed. "Hey, this ain't half bad! What are these called?" The man smiled.
"Um, snickers," Blue answered him.
"These are amazing, they'll be perfect for my kids! And you said you were selling them, right?"
"Yeah!" Red Guy stepped into the conversation. "We're selling them for five dollars each!"
"I thought they were only one-" Blue Guy spoke, but Red covered this brother's mouth, interrupting him.
"I'll take all of them!" The man dug into his pocket and revealed wrapped one-hundred-dollar bills. "And you guys are cool with me now."
Blue and Red turned to each other with big smiles on their faces. "YEAH!" They threw the bags full of snickers at the man and walked home.
"Wait, do these have peanuts because I'm actually-" multiple pimples and bumps appeared on the man's face.
LATER...
The two arrived back home.
"Oh, Purple Guy!" Blue Guy sang as he closed the door behind him.
*ZOOM!*
Purple Guy rushed to them with excitement. "Tell me everything!" he said happily.
"Well, we went into town, and at first, we didn't know how to sell the snickers at first, so we-"
"Not that!" Purple shouted, cutting Blue off. "About the money! How much money did you make!"
"I was getting to that! Me and Red Guy ran into the businessman, who we stole the credit card. He actually likes snickers and he bought all of them from us!"
"But, I don't see any money!" Purple Guy said.
"Oh yeah, we used the money and got these little gifts for you!" Blue Guy revealed the blue Walmart bag and handed it to PG. He looked inside, and there was nothing but MORE blue Walmart bags.
"Uh, what's the gift?" Purple Guy asked as he had an awkward uncomfortable smile, and also started to shake a little bit.
"The bags, silly!" Blue Guy said and then he turned around. "Well, have fun with them!" He walked away.
*THUD!*
Purple Guy's body fell apart and he collapsed to the floor. Red Guy looked at the viewers with a smirk.
