Freddy Fazbear's Mega Pizzaplex の小説・ストーリー

Everything I wouldn’t usually let her eat. Reg cheered. ‘Pizza party!’ He started up a chant of, ‘Pizza party, pizza party, pizza party!’ to which he shook his paw in the air. It quickly derailed into an out-of-tune version of the Fast Food Song, which he had apparently learnt the entire dance to as well.

They still need to hide for the time being. " Fred ... let's stop at Pizza and KFC , bought twenty sets of pizza and twenty barrels of KFC chicken . Paid them cash and let them send to the villa . Give fifty yuan to the food sender . " Adrian Said as he sees the pizza and KFC restaurant at the same building as he gives a thousand yuan to Fred.

Unfortunately, while they wanted to ride the ferris wheel again, the line was far too long for them to even consider it. Mrs. Vera and Dillon wanted to check out damn near every shop they came across. Mr. Jack and Tony would stand outside and smoke at many of them, too annoyed with the tight spaces and crowds inside. For dinner, they ended up with a unanimous vote for Mack's pizza for the second time that day. That time, they got a sausage, egg, and cheese breakfast pizza and a pepperoni pizza, then went to Dairy Queen for blizzards after. Of course, Tony got a cotton candy one, while Dillon went for a salted caramel cheesecake one.

I could tell that she was pissed off about Steve getting so angry over the spell, as it was her idea. “And we get pizza” I let out a sweet sing song voice from the lounge, trying to lighten the mood. I started to sort out the pizza and the junk food as I ate. I didn’t realise that the girls had joined me and that I had a piece of pizza hanging out of my mouth until Chad mind-linked me. ‘You look so hot with pizza hanging out of your mouth babe’ ‘What?’ ‘Megan sent James a picture of you with pizza hanging out of your mouth. I am glad you are having fun and eating. For some reason we are struggling to catch anything’

Some people were sodomized and needed transplantation and surgery, in the case of the anus, they needed surgery to treat the hemorrhoidectomy, several surgeries for anal plicoma, the labia that were stretched too far, Kurama Delphos really didn't expect that, but the case distracted him from another event. Before there was another challenge, in the midst of blowing up a McDonalds restaurant, one of the contestants was blown up in front of the Statue of Independence... One of the contestants was crushed by a piano that was being hung from scaffolding, which fell next to a sofa, when the rope broke when trying to be placed inside a building, by a crane, when it was going to pass through a buil

Seriously, like preschool gossip and the internal structure of their tiny gang deserved his full attention. If he’d been awkward about it, I still could have breathed. But he wasn’t. That was the problem. He slipped into their rhythm too easily. The pizza came twenty minutes later. Miles brought in two big boxes, apple juice, one cup of fries because of course Issa had somehow manifested that into reality, and garlic knots that made Max scream like he’d just witnessed a miracle. We ate at the lounge coffee table.

“What are we supposed to do now?” Freddy grinned. “Follow my lead.” They joined a small crowd of other late-night bar goers—the only difference were they were in cars—slipping into the drive-thru lane on foot and advancing with the line as if they belonged there. Gemma lowered her voice. “Um, will they actually let us do this?” Freddy just winked. “We’re about to find out.” They walked up and stood at the glowing order speaker. Freddy leaned in, all confidence. “We’d like an order of fries and two chocolate shakes, please.”

Pari's pov(continuation.) "So what next?" I ask Xavier. "We have had deep fries, chicken wings, pepperoni, chicken, and mushroom pizza, turkey leg, bacoons.... " "Mother earth."Xavier snorts. I scowl at him then my eyes caught a very attractive cart. "Cotton candy!!" I sequel. "Cotton what...... " I didn't wait for him to finish before dragging him to the cart, we manage to swim through the river of people to the front.

It was ten PM for Hemmings’ sake, who would go to a picnic at night? “What’s the first thumb’s up?” Frazier asked, leaning forward with a great deal of interest. Jess grinned. “Well, I can only give you one thumb’s up. You’ll get the next one if you treat my friend right and make her happy.” She leaned forward and whispered behind her cupped hand, “I hope you have a Ben & Jerry’s cookie dough flavor in your picnic box. It’s her favorite.” Tapping the side of her cheek with her forefinger, she quickly added, “oh, and margarita pizza. She doesn’t like tomatoes on burgers but she loves it on pizza.”

I know I'm being overly dramatic but I just can't stand the taste of mayonnaise mixed with soury pineapple. I start eating my pizza, since I only have four small slices of pizza, I finished it after a minute or two. When I looked in Freya's direction, I couldn't help but frown when I saw that she hadn't even touched her pizza. She's not eating it. "Why haven't you started eating yet, mate?" I asked Freya with furrowed brows but instead of responding to me she suddenly stood up and then acted like she was feeling nauseous and put her hand over her mouth before running towards the comfort room. I couldn't help but feel nervous and feel more anxious for my mate and I quickly follow her to the c