I’m sorry I killed you, but I don’t feel too bad about it, if it wasn’t for me it would’ve been some other terrifying monster, that kinda reminds me of a story... me and my good friend Orville were at a grocery store trying to find some goat cheese, we found it but it was rotting, every time the owner of the store put in some goat cheese this guy I don’t remember his name but it started with ST, that guy kept putting poison in the goat cheese, so one time the owner of the store made some goat cheese that acted like it was new to the store so the guy didn’t recognize the cheese, that owner was one smart lady... and quite the pretty one too, well anyway the story doesn’t end their, basically someone not gonna name names but *COUGH* BALLOON BOY *COUGH* they let slip to the poison guy about the hidden goat cheese. but this time they didn’t just poison the goat cheese, they burned the store down, and the owner died with it, now i-I’m not sure if the puppet put the owners soul into an animatronic but I hope, because she was a great person, an inspiration. I wish you could’ve met her, but your dead, maybe you’ll see her in heaven...
R.I.P. hammi :( Story above is by me (btw the story is symbolism) Art by me Mr. hippo belongs to Scott Cawthon Best person of the year goes to @lovehammi
