(A.N.) Sorry about no chapter yesterday, I wanted to give you guys time to get in your ideas for this chapter.

I did pick randomly from the reviews, and I can already tell that this chapter will be one of the most retarded ones yet ;)

And no, I have not forgotten about Foxy's very highly important gold tooth.

The drunken manager rounded up all of the animatronics, and assigned each of them some sort of job.

"Ok, so this is how this is going to work…" Mr. Manager started…

"TOY FREDDY, SWEEP AND CLEAN ALL THE FLOORS!"

Toy Freddy groaned: "ALL the floors?"

"YOU FUCKING HEARD ME YOU OVERWEIGHT MAMMAL!"

Toy Freddy promptly grabbed the broom and started to sweep.

"MANGLE, MAKE SURE TOY BONNIE AND B.B. DON'T DO ANYTHING STUPID, AND YOU, TOY CHICA, REPLACE THE FRONT DOOR."

"Fine." Toy Chica went to find the spare door somewhere in Parts and Service.

"AND YOU TWO, GET ALL OF THE TABLES AND THINGS READY FOR TOMORROW'S PARTY, YOU HEAR ME?"

"Yes, we can totally hear you." Toy Bonnie replied.

"Good, I'll be in my office." Mr. Manager went to go sit in his office, and drink.

The remainder of this chapter will be told through Toy Bonnie's POV, this is something I haven't tried until now so hopefully it works :)

I looked over at Balloon Boy and asked him if our plan was ready. He replied: "Yep, I have everything we need; Paintball guns, lots of paintballs, dog crap, and glitter."

I told Balloon Boy that today was going to be an interesting day… but how were we going to get the Mangle out of the way? It was watching us on orders of the Manager, after all. He suggested that we should bribe the Mangle. I thought it was a pretty bad idea, but it was the only idea we had. So we pooled all of our money, which totaled to $32.06. Believe or not, Mangle actually AGREED to the bribe, as it really did hate the Manager as well.

But because the Manager was also watching us, we actually did get OUR job done before any of the others got theirs done. Normally on a day like this, it would be our free time. But no, it was a very special day today: "Fuck up the Manager's Shit Day".

First, we would steal all of his "vodka". I didn't know what that was at first, but Balloon Bitch told me that it was another kind of alcoholic beverage.

Then, we would coat the floor of his Office in dog crap. And glitter. When the Manager is drunk, he doesn't really notice that kind of thing, until he slips on it when trying to exit the room to use the bathroom. Then after that, when he's going to the bathroom, we'll pelt him with paintballs relentlessly.

This is pretty tame compared to other things we've done in the past, like our last encounter with Jeremy; I heard he got some pretty bad burns from that water. I honestly don't know how Jeremy hasn't quit, or even sued, the establishment yet. And I also don't know how on Earth this place keeps a night guard for longer than a few days. They either quit or get stuffed into suits by Freddy, and that's one of the reasons me and Balloon Bitch do all of the stupid shit we always do; it distracts people from the other stupid spooky shit that happens around here. There are theories and suspicions that the old models are haunted or some stupid shit like that. Sometimes people suspect that the puppet thing in the Prize Corner as well as a spare yellow suit in Parts and Service are also haunted, but I don't know for sure.

But now, it was time to execute our plan.

Since the Manager was almost always intoxicated/passed out in his office, stealing the vodka and coating the floor in dog shit and glitter would be a cakewalk.

We opened the door quite slightly, and of course, he was passed out. And we noticed that his minifridge had been replaced.

Me and Balloon Bitch promptly got to work by raiding the minifridge and hiding the contents, but not before we each had a drink. Next came the dog crap. I have no idea where Balloon Bitch got all of that from, but it didn't matter. So like icing a cake, we coated the floor, and then sprinkled glitter on it. Then we exited the room and waited for the guy to wake up.

After 3 hours, he finally did.

We heard him slip on the floor, and his reaction was fucking hilarious.

"WHO THE FUCK DID THIS!" The man stumbled and slipped out of the doorway, and oh man, he was pissed. We then took aim with our paintball guns and started to shoot him. A ton.

Luckily, our paintball guns were a bit more hurtful than the average ones, so today was definitely fun for him. We had perhaps 500-750 paintballs each, so we kept shooting at him for quite a while without us noticing. After 15 minutes, he noticed who was shooting him.

"OH MY FUCKING GOD! I WILL RIP YOU TWO ASSHOLES TO SHREDS!"

Oh no.

What made it worse was that he had a fucking AK-47 hidden in his office, no joke. While he was trying to find it, me and Balloon Bitch decided to go steal his favorite yoyo. When Manager was a kid, he threw all the time, and his prized yoyo was in plain sight. Its name was Cascade and I didn't know what exact color it was, because my color sensors were broken when Balloon Bitch ripped out my eye. And to avoid wading in dog shit, we used random newspapers scattered around the room to create a walkway.

So while this guy was drunkenly looking for his gun, we stole Cascade. Honestly, it's a mighty fine yoyo. Throws pretty well.

We dived out of the room with the yoyo with Mr. Manager barely spotting us.

"AHA!"

He was a fucking crazed gunman, especially when drunk. He was shooting up all the posters, the drawings done by little children, the door that was just put back, etc. So we hid in Jeremy's office and watched him shoot up the place. And as we were watching him on one of the cameras, something slid out of his pocket. It was pointy and it looked like it was made out of gold.

Was that the gold tooth Foxy bitched about?

The Manager was the thief of it all along, he wanted to sell it so he could buy more beer!

Then, through the camera audio, we heard a car pull up. It wasn't the police, but it was none other than the owner of Freddy Fazbear's himself. This manager was in deep shit now.

"GET IN THE CAR, NOW! WE NEED TO HAVE A TALK WITH YOU!" The owner roared.

He and a couple of policemen dragged Mr. Manager outside, and at that point we knew that it was safe to go back to the show area.

I suggested to Balloon Bitch that we go turn Foxy back on, and he reluctantly agreed.

When we entered the room, Chica, Bonnie and Freddy ran over to us, asking if we were alright, and we replied that we were.

I said: "Guess what we found!" Then I showed them the tooth and explained that the Manager was the one who stole it.

Then Freddy asked Balloon Bitch to exit the room, as Foxy might try to rip off his face.

Freddy put the tooth into the spot where he believed it went, and then for the first time in quite a while, actually, Foxy was reactivated…

(A.N.) The manager is in some deep shit right now xD

Finally got the gold tooth thing out of the way, it was something I felt that needed to be done for a while. So I guess the following chapters won't be stupidity, they will be advanced stupidity.

Thanks for reading! ;)