Context: every time Mr hippo kills you in fnaf ucn he tells you a story. So I wrote this story. In case you don't understand the tts: Well, it surely is unfortunate that you had to end this way. not for me, I actually think it's good that I found a way out. I will go back inside and tell my friends to get out. You know, it's really hard for us to walk through that vent. especially for Orville. Orville has big ears and often gets stuck. It is also quite frustrating. That reminds me of a time I was with Orville in a music shop. His guitar broke and we were trying to get a new one, you know. He really likes guitars. Do you like guitars too? I think they are great. Anyways I was with Orville and he was looking at some trumpets. trump? trombones? I dunno. the big ones you know. Well, he was looking at them and suddenly he started playing it. Well not really, I thought that he was playing it at the moment. He was actually trapped inside it. Then I started trying to take him out. I tried for a while but his trunk was too deep inside the trombone. so I stood there for a second and said, Orville, wait. do you remember where that restaurant was? the one with little fish drawn in the window. umm I don't remember its name but, you know. Have you ever been to it? Well so Orville told me the location of the restaurant and I went there quickly. It was close so I went fast. I sat at a table and I saw the little bread basket. but next to It was another basket with butter to put on the bread. That was the reason why I loved that restaurant, the bread with that butter. hmmm exotic butters. hmmm. Well so I took one of the butter bars and started running towards the exit. You can already tell that I was planning to use the butter to take Orville out of the trombone. but when I was about to leave a guy said. hey, you can't take that. And normally I would tell him everything that happened you know. but now I had no time so I said. I have to save Orville. And the guy, I think he was the cashier, told me. well I'm sorry but you have to leave this here. I said: but, you guys let people get out with food sometimes. To which he replied: yes but that's actual food they ordered and payed for. Not a butter bar. So, I knew I had to end that conversation quickly, so I said: Ok, take this. While I gave him forty dollars. Then I ran back to the store. Uhh before I continue, I want to tell you two things. first. I know a butter coasts less than forty dollars, but that's the only cash I had. And second. I don't like cutting off conversations. I'm not that type of guy. Anyways where were we? Oh yes. When I got back to the store with the butter bar half melted, I saw Orville outside of the store. He said that the manager of the music shop had to break the trombone to save him. I also remember that he said. You owe him forty bucks.
I-N-H- 2022 I used uberduck tts to make the audio. I wrote the story myself
