#switch!roxanne

“And on the left…We have Glamrock Bonnie! And the Strikers!” The Map Bot declared, pointing to Bonnie and his team. On his team was Vanessa, Chica, Monty and Sundrop.

“And on the right, we have Glamrock Freddy! And his Fazteam!” The Map Bot declared next, pointing to Freddy and his team. On his team was Gregory, Roxanne, Vanny and Moondrop.

The team was split in 2, with 10 characters joining in on the game. But why did only 10 of the 15 characters join the game? Well…Because the S.T.A.F.F Bots didn’t feel like joining. Map Bot volunteered to be the host/judge instead of playing. Music Man and DJ Man volunteered to play the dramatic music rather than participating. And the Endoskeletons were way too busy being…themselves…to play the game.

“And when I say go, the game will start.” The Map Bot declared.

Bonnie and his team readied into their running positions.

Freddy and his team readied themselves into their running positions.

“3…” Map Bot counted down.

Freddy and Bonnie both narrowed their eyes at each other.

“2…” Map Bot counted.

The Fazteam and the Strikers all narrowed their eyes at each other.

“1…” The Map Bot counted.

The Map Bot raised up a Faz-Camera. “GO!” Map Bot declared.

And after hearing those words, all hell broke loose. The only sound and visual that could be distinguishable from the screaming and stomping, was the clicking sound and the flash of the Faz-Camera.

Bonnie went for Freddy, tackling him to the ground. Freddy grabbed Bonnie’s left ear and started tickling it with his other hand. “Let’s start with the ears, shall we?” Freddy declared.

Bonnie squealed and went for Freddy’s belly. “Nohohoho! Ihihif yohou touch my ehehears, Ihihi gehehet your behehelly!” Bonnie replied.

Freddy froze and squeezed his eyes shut as he tried not to laugh. “N-No! Ru-rude!” Freddy told him.

Bonnie dug his thumb into Freddy’s belly. “Tihihickle tihickle, Freheddyhyhy!” Bonnie declared, tickling right near the belly button area.

Freddy snickered and finally bursted out laughing. “GAAAhahahahahaha! BOHOHONNIHIHIE, NOHOHOhohoho!” Freddy reacted, letting go of Bonnie’s ears so he could cover up his own belly.

Bonnie smiled. “Tickle tickle tickle tickle, Freddy~” He teased. “Now tell me: Which side tickles more?” Bonnie started tickling the right side. “This side?” Bonnie asked.

Freddy squealed and shook his head as he laughed hysterically. “AHAHAHAhahaha! COHOHOME OHOHON!” Freddy howled.

“Or…This side?” Bonnie started tickling Freddy’s left side.

Freddy wheezed and quickly started cackling up a storm. He was just unable to stop the laughter that came from his artificial voice box and left through his mouth. “NAHAHAT THEHERE! NAHAHAT THEHEHEHEHEHAHAHAHAHA!” Freddy screamed.

Bonnie gasped dramatically. “Looks like someone’s left side is more ticklish than their right! How peculiar!” Bonnie teased.

“BEHEHE QUIHIHIET!” Freddy shouted.

“I’d rather not.” Bonnie replied with a wide smile.

“Ooooh! Looks like Bonnie’s got the upper hand on Freddy at the moment! Now, let’s see what’s going on with Chica and Roxanne!” Map Bot declared.

Chica had tackled Roxy to the ground and immediately went for Roxy’s armpits. “A little reminder, that I know every ticklish spot on your body.” Chica told her as she lifted up Roxy’s right arm. “So you should just give up now and call it my win.” Chica added.

Roxy growled and showed Chica her sharp teeth. “Fight me, chicken.” Roxy practically spat.

Chica bawked in laughter and started tickling her right armpit with her right hand. “That’s what I am! Don’t wear it out!” Chica teased.

Roxy squeaked and burst out in fits of giggles. “EEEHehehehehehehe! Yohohohou wohon’t breheheheak mehehehe!” Roxy said through her laughter.

“Oh, I won’t? Well, I’m afraid you can’t predict the future.” Chica reminded her.

“Yohohou cahahahan’t eheheheither!” Roxy argued.

“Oho, I know. But I am more capable of creating my future. It helps being the tickler in this circumstance.” Chica teased next.

Chica moved her bright pink fingernails off of Roxy’s armpit. “Now, if I can remember correctly…” Chica moved her right hand up to Roxy’s lower inner shoulder, and poked it. “Your upper arm is more ticklish than your actual armpit…” She started drawing very slow circles with her fingernail. “Am I right?” Chica asked.

Roxy squeaked and froze. “N-No…Whaaaat are you taaaalking aboooout?” Roxy asked, not wanting to admit it.

Then, Chica started skittering.

Roxy threw her head back and burst out in wild cackles. “BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! CHIHIHICAHAHAHAHA! STAHAHAHAHAHAP!” Roxy shouted.

“WOW! Holy cluck! I knew I was right, but I was NOT prepared for such a strong reaction!” Chica admitted. “Maybe I should be a lot softer on this spot…” Chica added as she slowed her fingers down to a better, calmer pace. Rosy’s cackles turned to softer giggles for a little while.

“Chica’s got Roxanne howling with laughter! Pun completely intended.” Map Bot teased. “Now, let’s see what’s happening with Gregory and Vanessa!” Map Bot declared.

Gregory had headbutted himself into Vanessa, knocking her right onto the ground. And before she could comprehend what had happened, Gregory was already scooting himself to Vanessa’s feet and pulling off her shoes.

“Wait- WAIT! NOT MY FEET! GREGORY, I WILL KILL YOU IF YOU GO FOR MY FEET.” Vanessa shouted.

“Oh please…” Gregory rolled his eyes, wrapping his left arm around her feet and skittering his fingers on both her feet with his right hand. “I’m not scared of you, ticklish baby.” Gregory teased.

Vanessa squealed and threw her head back, falling to pieces with laughter. “YOHOHOU EHEHEVIL SHIHIHI-”

“Ah, ah, ah~” Gregory gave Vanessa a big smirk and moved his fingers up to her toes. “No swearing. Swearing earns you tickles.” Gregory told her.

Vanessa curled her toes and squeaked in surprise. The shock was written all over her face as she tugged on her legs desperately. “LEAVEMYTOES! LEAVETHEMALONE!” Vanessa got out really quickly.

“And miss out on winning? I think not!” Gregory replied.

Gregory moved his index and middle fingers to Vanessa’s two big toes in the middle. He started scratching right under there. But Vanessa curled her toes in immediately, squealing and cackling at the same time. So, Gregory moved his fingers to the next best place: the ball of her foot.

Vanessa threw her head back, knocking her hat off her head as she laughed and snorted. “AAAAHAHAHAHAHAHA DAHAHAHAMMIHIHIHIT!” She cackled.

“Oooohoho, You swore again! Time for more fingers~” Gregory teased.

“NOHO! NOHOHOT THAHAHAT!” She pleaded.

“Swearing gets you tickles, remember?” Gregory reminded her before tickling the ball of her foot with 8 of his fingers. Vanessa’s screams quickly dominated all the other laughter in the room.

“Goodness gracious! So much cursing, so many tickles! I cannot wait to see how this goes!” Map Bot reacted. “Now, let’s see what’s happening with Monty and Vanny!” Map Bot declared.

Monty had easily managed to pin down Vanny. But Vanny was wiggling around too much for him to keep her pinned so he can actually tickle her. “Whoa- Vanny! It’s just a game! There’snoneedto move so much!” Monty yelled.

“Let me go, you stupid puppet!” Vanny yelled.

Monty chortled. “Says the one made of felt.” Monty joked.

Vanny started to kick him off her. But this only filled the room with banging metal sounds. But to her surprise, Monty wasn’t grunting in pain.

“Ohgod- Gahahaha! Wahahait- wahahahahait!” Monty laughed. She widened her eyes as she realized what she was doing: She was currently tickling his belly with her kicking!

With Monty temporarily distracted, Vanny tried to wiggle her hands free so she could at least get some tickles on him. With a little bit of pulling and wiggling, She finally managed to get her wrists out through his thumbs and skittered both her fingers in Monty’s armpits.

Monty widened his eyes and squeezed his eyes shut as he tried not to close his armpits. As much as he really wanted to, he also didn’t want to crush Vanny’s hands in the process. So he fought every urge in his body and squeezed his fists instead. “VAHAHANNY! Lehehehet mehehehehe gohohohoho!” Monty ordered.

“Nah. Winning is the name of this game. And I never lose.” Vanny told him.

“Thahahat’s nohohot truhuhue. Ihihit’s cahahalled tihihickle teheheheheams.” Monty told her. Ahahand yohou neveheher lohohose?” Nohohot eheheven as a chihihild?!” Monty asked.

“Nope. Never lose. Ever. Always win.” Vanny replied.

“Thahahahat’s ahaha lihihie.” Monty said before skittering one of his hands on Vanny’s middle ribs. “Ihihi knowhow your weheheheaknehehesses.” Monty told her.

Vanny squealed and snorted, removing her hands from his armpits so she could cover up her ribs. “NOHOHohohoho!” She laughed.

“Oooooh! Looks like Ms. Never-lose-always-win is currently losing! Talk about irony!” Map Bot reacted. “Now, let’s see what’s happening with Sun, and Moon!” Map Bot decided.

Sun had wrapped his legs around Moon’s neck and used his body to bring Moon right onto the ground, Black Widow-style. Moon tried to sit himself up, and was immediately pushed back down. “Let me go, Sun! Why can’t we just be brothers about this?” Moon asked.

Sun laughed and wiggled his fingers at him. “What are you talking about? We ARE being brothers about this!” Sun told him before tickling Moon’s neck. “Now coochy coochy coo!” Sun teased.

Moon squeaked and curled his neck, giggling all high-pitched. “EEEEheheheheheheheheee! Ehehehehe! nohohoho!” Moon giggled.

“Now tell me: Which side tickles more?” Sun tickled the right side. “The right side?” Sun moved his right hand to the left side. “Or the left side?” Sun asked next.

Moon squealed and squeaked up a little storm. “EEHEHEHE! Bohohoth!” Moon replied.

“Both?” Sun clarified.

“Yehehehessss!” Moon said back.

“You shouldn’t have said that~” Sun teased as he started tickling both sides of Sun’s neck.

Moon’s giggles went lower to regular laughter. “Ohohohoho geeheheheheheeez! Hahahahaha!” Moon replied. “Nohohot bohohoth sihihides!” Moon reacted.

“Why not? I already know the truth, Moon.” Sun reminded him. “You like this, and I know that.” He added.

“Shuhuhush! Nohoho ohohone neeheheheheeds to knohohow thahahahahat!” Moon reacted.

“Yes they do! HEY MAP BOT!” Sun yelled.

“Yes, Sunny?” Map Bot replied.

“MOON LIKES BEING TICKLED!” Sun declared.

Map Bot widened his eyes and threw his hands in the air. “Moon likes being tickled?! What a surprise! An absolute delight!” Map bot reacted. “Speaking of surprises:” Map Bot made a whistle sound effect with his voice box. “TIME’S UP!” Map Bot declared. “Let’s see who won this round!”

Map Bot rolled up to Freddy and Bonnie. Freddy was on the ground, exhausted, while Bonnie was on his feet with a smirk. “Never mess with a bowling champion.” Bonnie told Freddy. “Cause this striker is a winner.” Bonnie added, looking at Map Bot.

Map bot nodded and noted it on the back of a map. He rolled up to the female animatronics next. Chica was laying on the ground, tired while Roxy was looking up at Map Bot. “I think I win this round. Though Chica was a hard opponent!” Roxy told Map Bot.

Map Bot nodded his head. “Sounds good!” He wrote it on the back of the map as a Fazteam win, before rolling up to Gregory and Vanessa. Gregory was jumping in the air, saying “I WIN! I WIN!” over again.

Map Bot nodded and wrote it down as a Fazteam win, before rolling up to Vanny and Monty. Vanny dropped Monty’s leg like it was a microphone, making it crash loudly onto the ground. “This girl is always a winner. And there’s your proof.” Vanny replied.

Map Bot put it on the back of the map as a Fazteam win, and walked up to Sun and Moon. Sun was smiling proudly as he gave Moon’s neck one more tickle. “Tickling is my forte! Why are you surprised I won?” Sun asked, looking at Map Bot.

“I…didn’t say anything!” Map Bot told him as he marked it down as a Strikers win. Then, Map Bot walked to the front of the room. “Alright. We have a winner!” Map Bot declared. “And the team to win the most is…FREDDY AND THE FAZTEAM!” Map Bot declared.

Freddy, Gregory, Roxanne, Vanny and Moon all cheered with excitement!

“-For this round.” Map Bot added.

Bonnie, Vanessa, Chica, Monty and Sun all gasped in surprise. “Wait, it’s a game out of 3?!” Bonnie asked.

Freddy dropped his jaw. “Are you serious?!” Freddy reacted.

Roxanne opened up Chica’s dressing room door, revealing her picture perfect white and green hair. It was poofy, soft, and looked like it came from a supermodel. But of course, we all know Roxanne is a part time supermodel. 

“Thanks for letting me use your hair products.” Roxanne told her. 

“No problem! Heck, you can have all my hair products. I don’t even know why I have them! I have no loose hair like you have.” Chica admitted. 

Roxanne giggled. “Well still…thanks.” Roxanne said, taking the Glamrock shopping bag with the hair products in them. “I’ll take these to my dressing room. And then…I have a certain date with a bear…” Roxanne told her. 

“Ooooh! What kind of date? A dinner date? Are you gonna have candles? Flower petals? One Ice cream bowl with two scoops?” Chica asked, slightly teasing her. 

Roxanne rolled her eyes. “No, Chica. It’s not a date-date. I’m planning to get revenge on Freddy for stealing my hair products.” Roxanne told her. Chica widened her eyes. “Wait, really? But…I thought Monty stole your hair products!” Chica protested. 

“They both did. And I already got my revenge on Monty. It’s Freddy’s turn now.” Roxanne replied, turning to leave. 

Chica hummed, slowly starting to understand. “...and am I expected to help? Or what?” Chica asked. 

“Well…” Roxanne turned to face Chica again. “Do you want to help?” Roxanne asked. 

“I…honestly prefer watching.” Chica admitted. 

Roxanne smiled and nodded. “Sounds good. If you need to find me, just follow the sound of Freddy’s laughter.” Roxanne told her. 

“Cluck cluck, captain.” Chica replied. 

Roxanne headed back to her dressing room and dropped off the hair products. This time, instead of keeping them out in the open, Roxanne decided to keep her hair brush and other things in her drawers, and kept the hair products in her closet. Since there were now thieves in the damned Pizzaplex, Roxanne felt it was easier and safer that way. 

Then, Roxanne left her dressing room and looked around to find Freddy. It didn’t take long to find Freddy at all, actually. He was standing near the Monty Gator Golf, watching Monty play around in the attraction. 

“Monty’s getting really good at playing his own golf game.” Freddy told Roxanne. 

Roxanne nodded. “Alright. I’m gonna need you to explain something to me:” Roxanne told him. 

Freddy turned to look at Roxanne. “What is it?” 

Roxanne crossed her arms. “Why were you carrying my hair products around earlier?” Roxanne asked. 

Freddy blinked and raised an eyebrow. “Are you still mad about that?” Freddy asked. “I was carrying them around because I was trying to return them.” Freddy replied. 

“Oh really?” Roxanne reacted, not believing him. 

“Really! Did you not hear what I was saying to you when I first arrived? I said ‘Hey Roxy. I was trying to look for you in your room, but you weren’t there’.” Freddy told her. 

“And you were holding my hair products. You had to have stolen them.” Roxanne said. 

“Again, I was trying to return them to you. I found them in Monty’s room, and I took them to give them back.” Freddy told her. 

“So you DID take them.” Roxanne reacted. 

Freddy narrowed his eyes and groaned. She wasn’t listening to him at all… “Since you are not going to listen, I guess I won’t give you back this pony.” He said, holding up a thick scrunchie. 

Roxanne widened her eyes and pointed to it. “My scrunchie! That’s my favorite one!” Roxanne reacted. “Give it back right now!” Roxanne ordered. 

“Not happening, unless you listen to me.” Freddy replied. 

“Don’t make me do what I did to Monty.” Roxanne warned. 

Freddy sighed. “But I didn’t do anything.” Freddy told her. “You know what? Fine. Just tickle me if that’s what you are craving.” Freddy told her. 

“I thought you’d never ask.” Roxanne replied, pretending to crack her knuckles before tackling Freddy to the ground. 

Freddy laid his hands on the ground beside him. “Alright. Ready.” Freddy said. 

“Let’s- Wait, what?” Roxanne paused, looking at him with confusion. 

“Are you not going to start?” Freddy asked. 

Roxanne huffed and crossed her arms. “No…” She mumbled through her teeth. 

“.....Why?” Freddy asked. 

“Because it’s no fun when you’re not begging for me to stop or get off! I want you to be terrified! Anxious to get out of my grasp!” Roxanne told him. 

“I’m sorry, but…I don’t think you deserve any of that.” Freddy told her. 

“WHAT?!” Roxanne yelled. 

“You clearly do not want an explanation, because I tried to give you an explanation and you won’t listen to it.” Freddy said. “And you obviously want to tickle me and get revenge. So…I’m letting you get revenge so that you can listen to me.” Freddy told her. 

Roxanne was in pure shock. “I-Bu-But- Um- I-” Roxanne stuttered. Roxanne grunted and finally started skittering her fingers in his armpits. “Just shut up!” Roxanne yelled. 

Freddy started snickering right away, closing his eyes as he smiled brightly. “Nahahah. Ihihi rahather lihihike tahahalking, thahank yohohou.” Freddy replied. 

Roxanne growled and moved her fingers down to where his middle ribs should be. Freddy guffawed and arched his back as he bursted out in full-blown laughter. “aaAAAHAHAhahahahahaha! Hahahahappy nohohohow?” Freddy asked. 

Roxanne growled even louder at those words. “I said…SHUT UP!” Roxy yelled, digging her claws deeper into Freddy’s rib area. 

“HahahaHAHAHAHAHA! EEEEHEHEHEHEHEHEHE!” Freddy laughed loudly, wiggling around and kicking his feet. 

“Take that! And that!” Roxanne yelled, tickling his back with her left hand, while resuming her rib tickles with her right hand. 

“OHOHO GEEEEHEHEHEHEEEZ! HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!” Freddy shouted. 

“Freddy, I can’t concentrate with you laughing so loud.” Monty complained. 

Freddy snorted and covered his mouth to try and muffle his laughter a little bit. “Sohohorryyyyy.” Freddy mumbled. 

“You can still golf, Monty.” Roxanne told him. “A little reminder about how loud YOU are. And we live with that!” Roxanne added. 

“At least I don’t scream like an angry teenager!” Monty yelled back. 

“DO YOU WANT TO GET WRECKED AGAIN?!” Roxanne shouted at him. 

“Rohohohoxyyyyy!” Freddy uncovered his mouth. “PLEHEHEHEHEASE STAHAHAP!” Freddy begged. 

“HOW ABOUT YOU FOCUS ON FREDDY AND THEN GET BACK TO ME.” Monty shouted. 

“YOU KNOW WHAT?! I WILL.” Roxanne yelled before looking down at Freddy. “Now give me back my scrunchie!” Roxanne ordered. 

“HAHAHAVE IT.” Freddy said, dropping it in front of her. 

Roxanne removed her hands from his sides and grabbed the scrunchie. She twisted the scrunchie into her hair and then went right back to tickling the ribs. “Thank you.” Roxanne replied. 

“Wait, WHAHAHAHAHAT?! OHOHOHOH COHOHOME OHOHOHON!” Freddy yelled. 

“Thought I was gonna be fair, huh?” Roxanne teased with a smirk. 

“MYHY HAHAHANDS ARE WIHIHIDE OPEHEHEHEN!” Freddy reminded her. 

“Yeah, so?” Roxanne replied. “Why say that?” 

Freddy grabbed Roxanne’s hips and started digging into her hips. “REHEHEVEHENGE!” Freddy yelled. 

Roxanne squealed and removed her hands from his sides to quickly get Freddy’s hands off her. “BAHAHAHA! YOHOHOU CHEHEHEATER!” Roxanne shouted before flopping onto Freddy. 

But the flop sounded more like symbols crashing, thanks to them both being made of metal. Monty paused midswing at the loud crashing noise, and growled. “You guys are SO LOUD!” Monty shouted before taking a swing and completely missing the target. 

Freddy quickly pushed Roxanne off himself and resumed tickling her hips. “Cahahan’t tahake what you dish out?” Freddy asked. 

“SHUHUHUT UHUHUP, FREHEHEHEDDYHYHY!” Roxanne spat. 

“Wow! I was ten times better than this! Why give ME all the sass?” Freddy asked. 

“YOHOU RUHUHUINED MY REVEHEHEHENGE!” Roxanne yelled. 

“And you didn’t listen to my explanation! So it’s all fair and square.” Freddy replied. 

“HOW IS ANYONE SUPPOSED TO FOCUS AT A TIME LIKE THIS?!” Monty shouted, throwing the putter onto the ground in anger. 

Freddy sighed and shook his head. “No one asked your opinion, Monty.” Freddy said. 

Roxanne was too busy laughing to even consider yelling anything back to Monty. “IHIHI’M GOHOHONNA KIHIHICK YOHOU FOR THIHIHIHIS!” Roxanne yelled. 

“Well that doesn’t sound fair, now does it?” Freddy asked. 

Roxanne was about to protest…but then a pair of fingers started tickling her foot. “Speaking of kicking…How would you feel if I tickled this foot for a bit?” Freddy asked. 

Roxanne’s laughter fell into fits of giggles. She curled her feet and covered her mouth to try and muffle the embarrassing giggles she was letting out. 

“Wow! Roxanne is capable of being cute? Who would’ve thought?” Freddy teased. 

“Shuhuhuhush!” Roxanne shouted. 

“Wow! And using the word ‘shush’ instead of ‘shut up’? How unusual for Roxanne.” Freddy added. 

“At least I can somewhat focus now…” Monty muttered out loud. 

“You haven’t given up on golf yet? It’s been 20 minutes of being on the same level.” Freddy reacted. 

“Well jokes on you, I’m now on level 7! So beat that!” Monty replied. 

“Ihihi’m surprihihised he hahahasn’t eheheaten the goholf bahahahall.” Roxanne added. 

“Honestly…I am too.” Freddy replied. 

And the moment Freddy went up to Roxanne’s toes, it was all over. Roxanne guffawed super loudly, scaring Monty in the process, and threw her head left and right as she cackled almost manically. 

A couple seconds later, Freddy finally decided to stop tickling Roxanne. He let Roxanne go and offered her a hand when she felt ready. Roxanne eventually took his hand, and got up to her feet with his help. 

“Alright…I think I’m done with my revenge now.” Roxanne said. “Truce?” She offered her hand. 

Freddy nodded. “Truce.” he said, offering his own hand. 

Roxanne and Freddy did a handshake. But Freddy managed to sneak some tickles onto Roxanne’s palm, of all places. And Roxanne squealed. 

Monty growled as he watched the ball completely miss the hole. “Rox…You made me miss my hole in one!” Monty complained. 

Freddy and Roxanne looked at Monty…then at each other with smirks on their faces. 5 seconds later, and Monty’s loud laughter began to fill the Monty Gator Golf Attraction for a little while.