Board Thread:Art, Stories and Songs/@comment-25569987-20150511224129

Krazy speaks. "As the executor of Mr.Cawthon's estate, I have been empowered to read Mr. Cawthon's last will and testament." The Purple Man sighs. "Well, get on with it, the bars open soon." Shade and Y stand nearby, Shade lamenting loudly. "Oh, poor dear Scott, WAAAAAH!" "There, there, Shade," Y says, attempting to comfort her. "This is so boring," states Chris, who is nearby. "I never worked for a kinder man," says Candy.

Krazy speaks again. "If we are all seated, I will proceed with the reading." "Knew it," says Chris. The Purple Man chuckles. Krazy reads the will. "I, Scott Cawthon, being of sound mind and body-" "That's a laugh," the Purple Man says."Do hereby divide up my considerable estate as follows:

"To my overly emotional friend, Shade..." Shade is crying loudly. "Shade, dear, she's talking about us," says Y. "Oh," answers Shade. Krazy continues. "...who grubbed with her boyfriend Y, grubbed for everything they could get from me, then cried crocodile tears when I needed sympathy... To Shade I leave... a boot to the head."

A boot comes flying and hits Shade in the face. "Shade, are you okay?" asks Y."And another boot to her wimpy boyfriend Y." says Krazy, as a boot hits Y in the face. The Purple Man laughs. "This is an outrage!" says Shade.

Krazy speaks again. "Ah, but still, you are my friend, you have always admired my Rolls-Royce, and since I no longer need it..." "Oh, dear Y, he's TOO KIND..." "I bequeath another boot to the head." Krazy says as another boot hits Shade. The Purple Man laughs again. "And another one for the wimp." Krazy says as one hits Y.

"Next, to my alchoholic brother..." "Hey, I don't want a boot to the head!" says the Purple Man. "To Vincent, who has never worked a day in his drunken life..." "I'm covering my head!" "...to Vincent I leave my wine cellar and three crates of my finest whiskey." "Really? asks the Purple Man. "And a boot to the head." says Krazy as a boot hits the Purple Man. "Hey!" "And another for Shade and the wimp." "Agh!" "Oww!"

"Now to my nephew, Chris..." "This is so predictable..." says Chris. "To Chris I leave a boot to the head." A boot hits Chris in the face. "Ugh! Knew it," he says. "And one for Shade and the wimp." "Agh!" "Oww!"

"This takes care of family obligations. Now, for Mrs. Candy..." "I don't want anything," says Candy nervously. "...who took care of me all these years... made me laugh... brought me tea..." "Why, I didn't mind," says Candy. "To Candy I leave a boot to the head." A boot hits Candy. "Ouch!" "And one more for Shade and the wimp." "Agh!" "Oww!"

"And so to my cat, Mittens, I leave my whole vast... boot to the head." A smack and loud yowling is heard. Krazy looks around nervously before going back to the will.

"And finally to my lawyer, who has helped with this will, I leave not a boot to the head, but a rabid tasmanian devil to be PLACED IN HIS TROUSERS?!? AAAAAAHHH! OWWWWW!!! And, and, and, I leave my entire estate to Freddy Fazbear's Pizza, so they can afford to make better animatronics that won't stuff people!!!" Krazy sighs.

"Is that it?" asks Y. "That it?" asks Chris. "That's disgraceful!" says the Purple Man. "There is one last thing for everyone," says Krazy. "...Cover your heads!" states the Purple Man.

"I leave everyone a lifetime supply of ice cream." "Ice cream?" asks Shade. "Ice cream, is that all?" asks Chris. "That is all," says Krazy. "Well, what flavor is it?" asks Candy. "...BOOT TO THE HEAD!" says Krazy as boots pelt everyone. 