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Welcome to the Pizzaplex~
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"you were too correct"

- - - ”If you cannot get rid of the bad skeleton, you might as well make it dance.“ - - -
Come and visit my art shop!
"Is that necessary, young man?" Cyno glared at Sampo.
"Look at Itto instead haha"
"Hey kids, didn't the four say that we're literally trapped here?" Snake questioned with a sly grin.
"......"
"Vanny." Itto muttered
"I haven't seen you that scared before, hahah" Sampo laughed "It's not a big deal"
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The security guard Vanessa scans through the cameras of the Pizzaplex, "Aha...!" She laughed sadistically, tracing the location of the room from before and grinning.
She opened the door.
Vanessa... is on the run.
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̶̧͙̦͎̍̔̆̽͗ͅB̸̟͔͕̣̼̬̓͌͛͂̀̈́͜͜͝͝ũ̷͉̘̙̣͂̀̅̐̈͘͝͝t̸̹̦͊̈́͆͘ ̶̢̜̼̲̭́̑̐̿̂I̸̮̩͙̹̳͐̌͗͂̄̀͠ ̶̻̗̟̑̆̌ͅw̷͈̬̺͈̭̞̩̐ỏ̴͓̠̩͍̦̃̇̊͆͜n̸͈̳͕̼̦̞͖̞͚̽̀͂̓̉̒'̸̨̬͎̖̰͕̤̓͐͛̒͂͂̕̕̚t̵͉͊̐̽ ̸̥̱̳̞̥̞̤̭͇͛̉͒̑̈́͂̀̎͝m̷̳͖͍̏̑̈́͛͘ȉ̸̲̌͗n̶̡̡̛̦̮̹̘̹͔͙̔̍̂͑̍͘͝d̴̩̗̩̥̞̞͍̠͕̓̿̈̆̎̚ ̶̰͈̗͎̄̅̃ṱ̴͉̦̰̟͇̻̐̓̉ͅh̴̨̫̞͈͇͋͗̎͛e̴̛̮̣͎̺̠͑͌͑̌̅̋̀̕ ̴̻̬̪̭̀ͅͅf̷̲̣̭̯̑̈́ë̸̢̥͒̌͋e̶͉̔͂̈́̅l̵̳̩̦̰̖͙̗̙̽̌͋̆̐͘͠͝í̶͕̔̈́̿̄͒͝n̶̬̓̊̋͊͂̒͒͝ͅg̵̢̲̜̗̪̝̈̌̈́͌́̑̈́̇̑ ̸̛̜͕͉͌̿̀i̴̯̮̪͊̈́̈́̍͆̈͋̓͝ț̸̤̏̌'̶̛̮͇͎̐̆̍͋s̶̡̛̜̼͖͐̇̓̊̚͠ ̴̰̳̟͇̬̞͒̈̄̉̈́͝a̶̳̮̺̝̥̙̅͌̌l̸̹̀̈́̋̑̚͠l̴̟̙̗̪̼̫̓̋͂͋̍͐̀͊͜ ̴̝͖̌̉̎̈͠m̸̡̧̩̺̭̟͛̀̽̏͋̉̆͛͗ȧ̷̢̭͔͖̅͐̎̿́d̸̲̏̈́̓̒̐e̴̻͎̘̰̯̯̱̳̾̍̈́̌̎́̇͐̄ ̵̧̣̲́̊̾͜͝u̴̡̝͍̣̙̥͚͊̒p̵̢̲͎̞̆̂͆̈̑̒̓ ̷̧̧̧̢̹͙̋̽͘͝i̷̖̯̦͗̆̏̃̉̍n̵̯͓͉͖̍̽̌̽̽̆ ̵̧̢̫̣̄͗m̵̳͗̍͘y̸̻͊͛́͌̈́ ̶̙͈́̈́ḥ̷̬̖͋̒̈ȅ̶̙͂̀͊̈́̎̈́̀̽a̶̻̖̬͙͗̿̇̽͜͝d̸̢̛̬̘̤̭͉̩̉̂
Ḏ̵̡̖̖̝̤͎̺̹̯̻́̈́͐́̒̒̓̑̋̋̈ẹ̸̡̰͍̣̫̩̠̤͙̘͌͌̓̀̈́̍͠͠s̴̡͇̟̬͎̳̺̮̓̍́̔̊͝ͅͅt̷̻͉͛͋̍͊͆͊̐̄i̶̹͇͎̋͌̓̿̊̀n̶̞͚̿̋̈́͠͝y̷̢͕͚̥̖̼̲̮̍̄͜'̴̘̰͎͆̎̈͗͆͠ș̶̨̨̤̃̅̂̂͋̅ ̵̧͖̟̯̼̪̙̞̘̬̝̎̓̓̀̚m̸̮̳̝̮̀͂́͗̂̚ẽ̸̟͈̘̹̯̞̭̜̥̟͓l̶̹̈́͑͐͆͐̇̾̐̚ơ̸̮̻̤͚̫̜͈̈́̈́̆̋͌̓̓̓̚d̸̡̡̺͚͈̹̳̈́̂́͊̍̚͠y̴̧̮̺͇̥̯̗͔̆̋ ̴̹̜̮̞̠̻̻̘̻̏̅̈͋̔ͅc̵̬͙̊̃̄̑͘a̸̢̗̹̲̔̓́̄̽͑̐̀̅̈͋l̴̟͉̜͌̅̆̾͂͠l̸̢͙̝̻̭͇̾͝í̵̡̫̺̝͉̖̻̻̪̻͊̊n̷̖͔̠͖̳̣̬͉̘͝g̶̨̧̡̢̮̤̘̲͙͙͌̔͒́ ̸̲̥̺̪͔̈͜͠ơ̷̲̹̩͔͈̝̖̓͆̀̉̔͘ȕ̸͙͖̬͔̩̪̅͊̈̈́͜͜͝ͅẗ̵̬́ ̸̨̣̱̩̂̈́͒̕̕͘͝t̷̥̋͑̽͒́͒́o̵͔̹͊̒́̈́͑̍ ̸̢̡͖̝͎̼̰̙̾̿̓̋̐̄̚͝͝ͅṃ̸̨̡͇͔̼̖̮̭͍̂̋͗̎̑̈́͛̕͝͠͝ę̸̤͍̭͓̑̇~ Ṡ̶̹̲̒̚ͅō̶̢͍̜͕̎̈́̀̀ͅ ̷̧̩̎̂̍̒̿̿̈́̕w̶̭͉͓̺͙̗̣̰̿͂h̶̭̑̏̏́̌̈́̈́̉̄͘͜ả̷̻̭̣̇̑̉͐̊̅̂ẗ̵̼͉̜́́̀͋̑̚͘͝ͅ ̷̲̈̅̽͐͂͝Į̶̻̹̗͔͈͚̲̂͊͑̔̏̌̃̚͝͝'̷̢͖͚͖̘͙͚͓̆̄̃̉̅̈́̂͝m̷̯̗͇̟͍͈͝ ̵̢̳̺͚̖̪̼̣͕͈̊̌͒́̆̈́͘ģ̷̖̻̳̲̮̏̒̉̍́̅̋̎͒̽̏ơ̸͍̜̤̜͍̝̑̽̅́̽͒̐̃̀̂͜n̷͔̣̲͎̗̣̩͒́̋̀͆̈́ņ̶̲̥̩̱͓̝̪̄̊͜͠a̶̢̳̲̙͉͇͇͆̆ ̷̧̪̳̩̪͍̩̥̃̂̐̆̽̋̔͝d̵̥̻̦̲̗̍̅̀̒̋͑̕ō̵̧̲̩͊̄͊͊̐̌͘̚͜͝ ̶̬͖̯͈͎̋͌͜͜ī̴̫̘̮̗̆̄͋̌͑̌̈́̂͒̕s̷̢̯̥͓͉̣̱͕̓ ̵̮̠̉̀̈́f̶̙̪̪̭̹̲͝ä̵̡̯͓͎͎͉̘̦͎͖̓́l̵̨̝̦͈͖̲̈́͑͑̓̊͠ḻ̸̡̡͔̩̯̯̬͊̃͌̿̄̾ ̸̘͖̮̣̈̓͐͝͠͝͠f̸̡̼͇̣̹̱̱̝̤̑̾ô̴̡̩̲̻͖̗͓̯̙̲͑̐̀͂́r̷̨̝͈̤̰̜̀̐͊͛͐̉̍̄͊͘ ̵̢̛̤̟̗̜̗͖̰͍̄̉̈́̆̎͠ͅý̶͈͚̜̺̬̥̖͉̠̮̬͐͗͘ò̴̢̨̦̙͖͕̬̍̾̐͒͜u̶̡̪͓̥͈͖̣̝̺̿́̽͊͋̚͝ ̶̳̠̙̮͕͇͉́A̶̘̝̔n̵̮̭̪͖̯͓̗̭̂̆͆̌̂̆̚̕͝d̶̦̳͎̟̲̣̭͚͎̝͆̽̃͜ ̵̦͍͈̲̂͂̆̉w̶̟͕͊͂͊̌̈a̴̝̼̫͚͍̮͍̱͂͆̄̐͋͐͆͗̑̍ḷ̸̭̫͙̲̪̙̦̾̌̈̾̆̈͌͗́̾̕k̷̞̭̰̲̤̽̆͂͛̎̿ ̸̛̤͗́̈̕o̵͎̝͉̻͑u̸̫̾̍t̸̜̳͇̣̜̂́̈́̌͠ ̴̛̻̳̺͔̈̆̈́̐̐t̴͍̂̀ô̵̡̫̳̩͇͈̳̄̇͜ ̴̱̦̠̤̓̆t̴̢͎̭͉̩͍͙̊́͝h̷̺͖̳̳͍͗̆́̈́͋͠ę̵̨̨͚͍̪̞̰̞̜͋̌̆͘ȩ̷̡̯̝̯͖̼͔̪̼̬̐̉̋̑̂͌̊͠d̵̡̧̢̙̼͚̠̩̮̪͔͉̰̬̳̭̤͔͍̭̙̪̮̞̗͍̗͉͈̲͚̲̖̲̎̏͑̅͌̍̾̈́̊̄̌̈́̑́̎̈́̍̊̓͘̕̚͜͝͝g̴̡̛͇̗͖̬͖̗̲͍̼͙̺͗̓̀̏̈́̿͗̆̍̍̈́͑͑̓̓̔͛̇͆̈́̿͘͘e̶̡̛͉̙͖̝̟̪̥̼̲̯̳̬̝̮͈̥̞̯̣͇͍͙̫̝̪̮͕͈̣͖̩̦͔͚͑̀̀̉̈́̎̈́̈́̇̔͋͛̀̍̔̈́̂̐̓̐̂̀̄̏̊́̋̚̚̕͝͝
N̶̡̡̲͙͇͎̣̣̳̘̖̩͔͔̦̠̝̊̒̿͌̽̍̆̑̀̀̂͛́̈́͋̒̕͜͜͝e̶̡̖̭̼̮̻̞̫̪͋̄́̓͆͑̕͘͠v̵̹̙͒̏̉̓͂̽̑̋́͐̓́̎̑̕͝͝è̷̡̡̡̢̠̞̰͔̯͇̝̗̼̟̮̙̥̿͒͐̈̓́̀̅̀̔̒͜͝͝ŗ̴̛͕̰̠̻̱͉͚̖̗̣̙̭̽̇̇̏́̒̊̈́̒̈͋̎̋̈͆͗͘̕ ̶̱̇̓̀̅̏̈́̈́̿́́͊̈̊́̄̽̌̽͘ť̴̨̡̠̩̣̗̯͚̲̣͎͚͈̗͕͂̄̍̎̌́̈̋͑̃͂̃͝͝͝ḧ̵̹̫̘͎͕̱̦͚̰́̐̈́͆ȩ̸̧̧̢̮̺̻̝̥̙̙̥̯͎͌̅̋̉͆̾́̈̈́̇͝ ̶̡̢͎̘̝̲̜̲̬̝̩͕̰̣̩̠̖̅̃͝ͅs̶̛̳̦̜̞̆̍̔̂͌́̏̃̈̆͘͝ã̴̛̱̝̖̫̱̬̪̹̣̩̟̝̣̤̟̕m̵̛̺̊̓e̴͚̟͇̼̠͔̯̣̦͇̮̐̐͂͗́̂̈́̈́̐̚̕ͅ,̸̲͙͕͕̗̱̜̝̠̣̻̼̠͓̝̼̇͆̓̎̿̌͆ ̵̨͔̜̘̘̱̝̩̲̝͑͂̊t̶̟̗̊̑̆̋̾͛̅͌͛̃͆̑̆͌͂͘͝ẖ̵̡̡̧̢̛͕̟͚̣͖̑͋̔͗̃̂̉͂̅̽̕e̷͚͙͙̟̦͈̪̲̳̥̺̟̗̜̹̔̈́̽̑͛̿̌̏̃̑͘̚͜͠ ̶̛̙̲̗̜͕͗̈̎̃͌̈́̿̉͋̆̈́̋̓̒̿͝h̴̪̻̫͑͋́͗̄̈͠o̸̬̼̤̳͋̄͑̾̾̀͆̊͂̀͑̓̈́̆͘͝p̴̛̛̮̦͙̱̺͚͚͈̠̂̊̔̔̈́͌̽̊̀̈́̈͋̕̚͜͝ͅę̴͎͈̝̫͖̣̘̫̭̭̬̰̫̝̬̟̤͙͊̔̅̈́̓̄͝͠ ̸͚̩͌̃̀͐Ǐ̵̧̙̼͓̪͓͖̹̋̀̇̃͐͑̽̔̋̈́͠͝ ̸̬͍͓͎̖̩͉̬̞̫̩̰̗͊̈́̈́̆̌̋̈́͜͝w̵̳̦̯̅̌͜͝͝ȉ̸̛͍̱͖̤͓̘̼̬͎̐̈͛̈́̍͛͝l̸͚̠͓̟̥͍͚̻͚̠͖̽̈̍͑͐͆̀l̷̨̻͔͔̰͆͊̎͒̋ ̸̨̨̺̦̗̬̙̃̇̋̑̑͑̋͑͒͘͝d̸̡̲͚͙̖͎̰͉̟̥̥̣͔͎̤̬͇̍̉̈́̑͜͜͠r̷͔̰̺͈̣͕̝̩͍̯̲̻͉̞̘̈̏͋͆͊̃̈̈́͗̀͊͒̆͆̈́̉ͅä̸̛̩̼͖͉͔̯̮̙́̔̀̇͆̃̇͑̿̚į̶̢̧̣̗̥̪̫̟̦͔͇̃͛͛̿̑̓͐̊̓̆̈͗̈͐͠n̸̨͙̬̲͚̭͕̻͎͙̰̗̭͌̈͋́̌͘͠~̶͔̪̐̇̃̅̀̃͗̍͑̑̎͒͌̚̕̚͝͝
̶̥͑ͅF̷̧͈̫̼̼͉̬̫͉͈̞̗̪̮͍͓̾͂̌̅͘͝r̷̺͙͍̱̞̅̒́̇̒͒́̃̆͠͠͠o̷̡̢̢͕̹͙̹͚̻͍̱̭̟͎̟̖͋̍̆͘͝m̵͎̬̖͇̃͑̋͑͂͂͑̅̊̉̏̈́͛̄̾̇ ̸̛̼̪͔̘̙̩͉̙̘͉̲̱̲͚̜̼̌͛̉̾̊̈́̓͆̋̎͝͠y̸̢̢̤̳̜̞͉͖͈̖̞͇̗͌͛ǒ̸̡͍̯̣̰̯̣̲̺̳̣̗͑́̄̌͊̍̓͆͌͌̿̆̂̓̑͘͠ů̶͎͓̟̤͔̠̘̠̳̤̬̣̱̯̫̬̍́͑̌̍̊̓̈́̽͝ͅ~̷̛̟̩͈̈́͊̈͒̋̓́̌̒̔̐̈́̈́̄̊̑̇̕ͅ
Ī̴̧̦͔͖̬̳̞̲̥̪̩̮̆̇ͅn̵̮̝͇̱͓͙̹̝͎̓̉͜ţ̴͔͓̘̀̀̇̇̊̕͝o̴̢̙̱͇̤̺͙̭̳̼̤̳̞̙̐̐͐̅͛̿͛͛͆͑͝͝͝ͅ ̸͍̞͓͚̲̺͇̖͈̫͇̮͙̼̖̳͔͎͆̌̔̅̾̌̒̍̓̎͂͒̐̑̐̋͜͝͝t̸̢̧̯̪̬͙̘̣̮̗̱̭̼̞͉̲̗̒͒̈́͝h̴̨̨̧̹̣̩̖̲͚̝̺͈̮̤̩̭͍̺̰̓̎̋̉͒̈́̂̍͂̐̍́̆̽̈̾͑͝͠e̵̮̺̓̈́͗̈́͒́̿̓̽̐̔̉̈́͜͝͝͝ ̴̨̭͎͓͔͙̮̰̖̼̺̱̞̑̎̄́͑̾́͛͒̓̽͋̿̔̐̅p̷̢̻̩̹̥̱̲̏̂̓̿́̾̀̚͜͝ì̷̡̦̫̲̠̘̹͙͖̭͙̱̪̱͇͙̻̃̿̈́̈́͜͝t̸̼͙̳̳̅͋̎̊̀̿͋̈́͛̑̇̚̕̕,̴̧̧̬̤̩̣͎͕͋̿͜ ̶̺͕͖̭̭̯̮̘̮̲̈̎͗̈́̒̓̓͆͆̾̓̽́̀͋̃͒̉̓Ị̸̛̦̠̲̜̹̙̲̲̭̝̥̲͓͖͕̟̓͒̿̀͒̆͆̈́̋̈́̓́́̂̕ ̴̼͍̱͊̌́́̂͒̐́̇̽m̶̨͔͔̘̗̭̜̭̘̙̰̹͎̂̃̌͋̆̉̏͆͆́̅̔̑̈́̕̚͝ͅṳ̴̱̲͎̫̱̬̑̏́̆̓͋͆̿ş̴̙̥̯̳̤̼̗̣̭̣͂̉̂̆̌̐̐̈̉̊̿͝t̶̰̞̱̹̬͈̩͚͖̰̬͓̮̬̫͓̾͛͆̃̆͌́̒̆̌́́̔̈́͆̃̉͘͜ ̷̢̧͔̱͖̘̯͓̥̙̟̦̯̹̟̝̠̠͕̌̄̆͊̀̏̽̈́̈́́̎͠͠͝͝͠ả̴̳̥̩̫͓̹́̉̑͘̚͜d̴̲͍̳̎͒̇́̂͒̾̃͋͘͠͠ḿ̷̡̡̛̝̳̼̪̥͎̯͎͔̖͍͓̹̲͐̈́͑̂̐͑͗̕͜͠ì̶̛̪͕͎̼͙͍̍͌̿̿͒̏̑̂̍͘͜͝t̵̡̹̙͍͚̥̥͎̺̠̠̯̙̀̑̈́̂̒̓̐̄͌̚̕͠͝~̷̬̾̄̔̏͝͝
̵̧̛̻̓͗̔̈́͌͋͊́̓͌̇͂̆͝͝͝Í̷̢̨̨̢̨͔̖͖̖̼̻̜̭͍̮̜̰̉͑̌͂̉̏̉́͒̽̊̓̚̕̕͘͝ ̷̛̰̱̮̲̖̳̳̖͕̪͒̉̈́̈́̓̇͂́̽̐͛̈̃̚̕͘c̸̨̢̞̜͚̲̫͓͎̟̈̀͛̐͐̊̋̿́́̀̚͠ͅơ̶̡̛̹̺͖̭̘̭̙̦̜̍̈̈́̋͑̑̀͛̔̽͑̍͂͘m̴̢̢̲̼͐̍̋̈̉̓̔͌͛͑̑͛̈́̕̚͝͠ė̶̛͕͔̟̹̙̰͔̳̱̖͗̔̈͂͛̓̆̒̄̈̎́͂͠͝͝͝ ̸̛̥̰̞͎̪͚̬̮̼̯̯̰̫̝̯̼̎͂͆̀̊̀̽̑̈́̃̔̽̄̄̆͌͘͜a̸̧͚̪͎͙͚̣̋̾̃́̍͆͑̒̄̀͒͋̑͐̇̀̔̕͘͜ņ̶̳̪͍̝̻͙͙͙̪̾̀̀͗͑̉̆́ë̴͎̫͚̥͎̰̟́̂̇͛̍̎͛͛̑̃̈̕͝͠w̸̛̛͈̗̟̓́̕͝-̸̡̛̱̹̠̹͉͈̹͈̫̙̓̋̿̎͛̇͒͜-̴̫̙̬̫̮̬̪̿"
Two looked at X." Your his best friend.... Do something.... " In response, X just hugged Four. "Four-y! My bestest bestest bestest friend, Four-y! The bestest host for BFB ever!"
Those words echoed through Fours head. Four-y! Bestest friend! Best host! Four-y!
Screechy-Boy, I doubted you. You are truly remarkable. Snap out of this wicked nightmare.... Please..... I prefer your Screech than this demon Four.
Four shook his head. His eyes faded to their normal color and the blood dissappeared. His teeth just stayed the same. "Have I missed something?" X smiled and hugged Four even tighter. "X! Your...... killing..... Me!!" "Oh! Sorry Four!" X lightly hugged Four and gave him a pat on the head. "Why are you repeatingly turning evil?"
Four shrugged. "I don't remember what just happened exactly, but I'm guessing I turned murdererous? I have no clue what caused it...."

"We should calm down for now. There should be nothing to worry about correct?" 9S says, trying to get everyone on the same page.



"you were too correct"
"Hey Eri. I sorry for what happened back there.... With all the blood and sharp dagger teeth......" Four failed to realise that he still had razor sharp teeth. "Your a nice kid. You shouldn't be witnessing things like that...."




"you were too correct"
X was shocked. Four was never sad. "Four-y? Are you okay?"
.....
Four quietly walked into the vent room, the door slamming behind him. "Four-y..." Two stood behind X. "I don't know why that happened. First he's on the floor with blood dripping from his mouth. Then he sadly walks in a room. What's next? Sadistic Four? I'll like him back." X frowned. "I remember now..... The last time Four did something like this was when the Announcer came back. He sinked into the floor of the desert and turned the cacti into fours and the desert floor blue. He said no one liked or respected him.....The truth is, I really like Four. (In a friend way) He was an epic host for BFB, his contestants even said so!"
" X, I think Four just wants to talk. Maybe that won't happen."

Two slowly turned to X. "Yup, he's having a mental breakdown or something."
X walked in and closed the door. A few minutes later, a perfectly normal Four walked out with X. "He didn't have his daily morning coffee. So I found one and shoved it down his throat."

"Yes. Sorry about that."
X grinned and sat by Eri. Two and Four sat by him as well, gazing at each other.
Bendy sat by Two and gave Four his electric guitar. "Thanks Inky! I was looking for this."
Two smiled and generated a few cookies and handed everyone two. He sat by X and quietly chewed his chocolate chip cookie and thought about the night ahead.
