30 minutes later, I came back holding a video camera. "Oh, oh!" Chica exclaimed in pain. I snickered. The laxatives had taken effect. "Ye feeling alright, Chica?" Foxy asked, trying not to look suspicious. "I guess, but Oh, god, it hurts!" She screamed. "I'll just be heading to the bathroom, and OH GOD, IT BURNS!" "Oh, god, she's gonna blow!" Bonnie screamed excitedly. Chica's stomach rumbled violently. "Oh my god! I CAN'T HOLD IT IN ANYMORE!" Chica screamed and ran to the bathroom, followed by me, Bonnie, and Foxy. I heard Chica slam the door to the toilet stall, and countless groans. Suddenly, a loud splattering sounded and Chica screamed. Guffawing, Foxy burst into the bathroom and kicked open the stall door, only to find that Chica had had explosive diarrhea and it had splattered all over the toilet. I rushed in, holding the camera. "Oh my god! Chica, you're such a baby!" Foxy exclaimed. Chica gasped, and when she saw `me holding the video camera, she went ballistic. "GET OUT! GET OUT-" Another bout of explosive diarrhea caused Chica to moan and double over in pain. Foxy was still recording. "Oh, gross! Chica!" I exclaimed sarcastically. "GET THE FUCK OUT!" She screamed.
We all burst out of the bathroom door, laughing so hard until Bonnie started to get violent hiccups. Hearing the noise, Freddy stormed over to the bathroom entrance. "What's going on in there? Is Chica okay?" Freddy asked. For once, I sensed the tiniest bit of concern in his voice. "Oh, I don't know if you heard, but your girlfriend just crapped all over the toilet!" Bonnie exclaimed, and we all burst into laughter once more. "SHUT UP! CHICA IS THE MOST BEAUTIFUL THING EVER. I CARE ABOUT HER, AND I LOVE-" Freddy stopped mid-sentence, realizing that we were all staring at her. "Oh, if you love your wittle girlfriend so much, then why don't you go ahead and fuck her in the bathroom while she's covered in shit?" I questioned mockingly. "SHUT UP! JUST SHUT THE FUCK UP!" Bonnie fell over and started rolling on the floor, laughing uncontrollably. "OH MY GOD! YOU GUYS OWE ME AT LEAST A MILLION FAVORS AFTER WHAT YOU'VE DONE TO ME!" Freddy yelled angrily. "Speaking of owe, Freddy, I think I owe you THIS!" Foxy got up to his feet and kicked Freddie in the balls. Hard. "Ow, BITCH!" Freddy screamed in pain and anger. Snickering, Foxy, Bonnie and I went back to the show stage.
The next day, I woke up early and headed to Pirate Cove, to find Foxy and Bonnie acting like a couple of kids, playing pirate. "Hey! You guys!" I snapped. Foxy gasped. "Oh, umm, h-hi, Goldie. We were just doing stuff, you know? Right, Foxy?" Bonnie stammered. "Y-yeah, we were, um, just doing some stuff," He explained nervously. Hm. Just then, Freddy appeared, and Bonnie screamed, "Hey! Cabin boy! Go get me a pizza!" Freddy growled and snapped, "Oh hell no!" Foxy stormed over to Freddy and pressed a knife to his neck. "What did you say?!" He growled and started pushing the blade into his neck. "OH MY FUCKING GOD!" Freddy screamed and stormed off to the fridge. "What's up with him?" I asked. "Oh, he just lost a stupid bet and has to listen to us for a whole day," Bonnie smirked. "Hey, you know what? I wanna play pirate!" I exclaimed. "Uh, OKAY!" Bonnie screamed ecstatically. I opened a chest that was near Foxy's feet and opened it to find a gem encrusted dagger inside. Feeling pretty murderous, I picked it up and swung it around in the air, narrowly missing Freddy's neck. "HEY! WATCH IT YOU LITTLE DOUCHEBAG!" Freddy shouted angrily. "HOW DARE YOU TALK TO THE FIRST MATE LIKE THAT!" I screamed, drawing the sword closer to his neck. "And you took way too long getting that pizza for me!" Foxy snapped.
"SO, WE'RE GONNA MAKE YOU WALK THE PLANK!" We all screamed in unison. "WHAT? HELL NO!" Freddy growled furiously. "Are you sure?" I sneered, pulling out a rope. Freddy's eyes widened as he scrambled to his feet. "NOT TODAY, YOU LITTLE SHIT!" Foxy yelled, slide-tackling him to the ground. I rubbed my hands together in glee as I approached Freddy and started to tie him up. "WHAT ARE YOU DOING-HEY! STOP!" Freddy gasped for air as I began to tighten the rope around his midsection. "You disobeyed me, THE CAPTAIN, and now, YOU'RE GONNA PAY FOR IT!" Foxy growled as he began to drag Freddy to the bathroom. Bonnie marched up to a toilet stall and kicked the door open. Foxy then held Freddy's head over the toilet bowl. My eyes widened and a smile came to my face as soon "Walk the plank, ye scurvy seadog!" I commanded. "NO!" Freddy screeched, flailing violently on the floor. "Heh heh. You remind me of a fish, Freddy. Shall we eat you instead of flushing you?" Bonnie smiled evilly. "NOOOOOOO! DON'T EVEN THINK ABOUT IT!" Freddy shouted, irate. "Oh, well, we'll just make you walk the plank," I rolled my eyes and smashed his face into the filthy toilet bowl. "MMMPPPH! MMMMPPHHH!" Freddy sputtered, thrashing and flailing in my grip. Foxy grinned and pulled the flush lever, causing Freddy to choke on toilet water and fall backwards, nearly unconscious.
"Y-you little shit!" Freddy coughed, water dripping down his face. "Hmph. You got what you deserved though!" I muttered as I helped Bonnie and Foxy drag his limp body back to Pirate Cove. "Oh no!" Foxy shouted. "What be the matter, captain?" Bonnie exclaimed. "All of our seamen have died! Oh no! What shall we do?" He pretended to be worried about the situation. "We'll need to capture ourselves a young lass, and breed her with the cabin boy!" I snickered. "Eyy! Good thinkin', mate!" Bonnie slapped me on the back, nearly knocking me off of the stage. "NOOOO! WHAT THE FUCK?!" Freddy screamed, terrified. Right at that moment, a lass- rather Chica, walked by, seeming to have recovered from the prank. "Ohh, I spot a fine lassie down yonder!" Foxy pointed at Chica, who shrieked and attempted to escape. Foxy leapt up into the air, thrust himself at Chica, and sent her crashing down onto the floor. "NOOO! WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!" Chica cried out. "Doin' some mating. Hehe." Foxy smiled lecherously as he dragged a screaming Chica into a closet. Bonnie followed behind him, helping me push Freddy in as well.
"The fuck!? Get me OUTTA HERE!" Freddy strained, pulling at the ropes forcefully in an attempt to escape, but to no avail. "Alright, 7 minutes, go!" I smirked as I slammed the closet door shut and locked it up. Several muffled screams sounded, presumably Chica's. Right about then, rustling noises sounded, accompanied by alarmed shrieks. Bonnie, Foxy, and I all started giggling like schoolchildren. "Guys! Psst! I think he's trying to bang her!" Bonnie hissed. "YEAH! GET HER IMPREGNATED, AND GET US SOME MORE SEAMEN!" I hollered. Shrill squeals and shrikes sounded from inside the closet, and clearly, they were not coming from Freddy. "Do you hear that?" Foxy asked, pressing his ear up to the door. Bonnie nodded. "Well, children, that's the sound of hard fucking!" He exclaimed, throwing up his arms in ecstasy. "YAAAAY! MOST VALUABLE LESSON EVER!" Bonnie shrieked happily, running around in circles. "HELP! CALL 911 AND THE POLICE!" Chica screamed from inside the closet. "HELP ME!" Chica sobbed frantically.
"No way, babygirl!" Another voice sounded from the closet. "EWW! OFF OF ME- HANDS OFF OF MY BOOBS!" Chica screamed furiously. A sickening crash sounded, followed by punches, slaps, and Freddy's screams. "Hey look! 7 minutes is up!" Bonnie announced, looking up at the clock. "Time's up, you perverts!" I smiled slyly as I slowly pulled open the closet door to reveal Chica, who was standing, arms crossed, over a badly injured Freddy. "Ugh! That stupid pervert bear!" Chica snapped, storming off into the distance. "Alright, ye mateys! Return to the ship!" Foxy commanded, leading us back to the stage. "A toast, to me, Co-Captain Bonnie, and Mate Goldie for repopulating our ship!" Foxy raised an imaginary glass into the air. "Hehe. Also for takin' care of that dumbass Freddy!" I snickered evilly and glanced in the direction of the closet.
Sorry 'bout the short chapter, but admit it. It was funny.
No? Whatever.