Twilibidi sent the friend requests to errypone collectively, and then, she waited for only a moment.

BRRRRRRRZ!

All of their phones went off, and together, Plebie Pie, Rainbruh Dash, Yapplejack, Rareyeet and Freddy Fazbear all pulled out their phones, and accepted Twilibidi's friendship with mobile airstrike precision. The ubercorn closed the tab, and said, "Yes, Rainbruh, I was looksmaxxing you up real Gucci on Facebook, as well as errypone else, and I'm very gyattful that we're all Super Saiyan chum buckets now. We're going to have to go hard on this final boss battle, but we gotta—" She gasped sharply, "It's John Wayne!"

That's right. John Wayne came mewing through the dank woods like the great western actor that he was, but he didn't mew, actually. It was more like he wandered and moseyed through it just like a real cowboy does. He looked just like he did from the 1962 movie, The Man Who Shot Liberty Valance. Eh, some of you might not apprecyeet this one as much, but oh well.

He roared, "Pilgrims!"

Twilibidi shouted, "We've gotta get his autograph!"

Rareyeet was first to comment. Luckily for her, users don't really get into too much trouble for that anymore. "First! Also, sign something, anything of mine, you ruffian!"

"If you get crossways of me," he yapped, "you'll think a thousand of brick have fell on ya!"

"My hair!" She yapped as she cowered away.

"Wait," Freddy tried to plead.

Yapplejack was next, and she landed atop the cowboy only to rizz him up. "YEET-HAW! Gyatt along, little doge!"

"Wait." Freddy's cries weren't heard.

John just looksmaxxed at Yapplejack sideways, and sturdily, he said another one of his great lines from one of his many great western movies. "Well pone, since you haven't learned to respect your elders, it's time you learned to respect your betters!"

He threw her off easily.

"Whoa!" Yapplejack then flew right by Rainbruh, and yapped, "All yours, pogger."

"I'm like Sonic!"

The author cringed at that one tbh ngl.

"Effing Wait!" Nope, not happening Fred.

The Spectrum company zoomed right for John in an attempt to catch him under contract, but he looksmaxxed her down, and said, "Somebody ought to belt you in the mouth, but I won't... I won't... The hell I won't!"

WHAM!

"Gaaahaaah!"

"Rainbruh!"

Twilibidi helped Rainbruh up, and she and Yapplejack then peeped with agro towards the multimillion-dollar Hollywood icon.

He grunted, "I'll get on your level for just a moment. I'm way more of a sigma rizzler than any of y'all pones could ever wish to be. Had my back broke once, n'... my hip twice, and on my worst day I could beat the hell outta you."

Twilibidi snorted steam from her nuzzle, and then, they all charged with their pens and autograph papers at the ready.

"WAIT!"

Freddy approached John, and just as it looksmaxxed as though he was about to strike her with the blunt end of a gun, she yapped to him, "Shhh... It's okay. Oh, you poor, poor lead actor. I kno you probably don't want to, but me and my dumbass deaf friends would very much apprecyeet it if you, uh... just signed some autographs just for us... just this once... Peas and carrots?"

Even as a giant, mechanical, murderous bear, nobody could resist that rizzed charm.

"Now this might seem weird for just a second, but could you also sign my hat?"

"Anything for a kindly pilgrim such as yourself."

All of the pones were goated. "Freddy!"

John Wayne wandered out towards the wide, open desert.

"How did you do that?" Twilibidi asked.

Freddy sighed and as she mewed by Twilibidi, she schooled her old-fashioned style, "Gimme-gimme never gets."

Not much later, they all traversed together, and Rareyeet complained to human resources, "My mind needs a hard reset from downloading all of these sleezy mods."

Errything went dankly dark.

"That ancient RuneScape game could be right in front of our faces, and we still wouldn't play it."

"I didn't peep at you in the bathroom, but my apologyeets."

"Right here... guh..."

"Oh wait, I think that I just found Jason's shack."

Freddy screamed.

"It's just gore," Yapplejack said, but then, she turned around. The tree was wearing a hockey mask. It even seemed to be growling at them with supremely negative aura.

"Aah!" Yapplejack backed away and rejoined the group. All of the trees were wearing creepy deepy masks. Once more, the trees growled vigorously, and all of the pones screamed for their very lives.

Except for Plebie Pie.

Her joyful laughter could refill the entire forest with positive energy. "Teeheehee, ahah!"

"Huh?"

All of the other pones approached.

"Bleh. Ooo!" Plebie giggled some more while pointing at one of Leatherface's faces.

"Plebie," Twilibidi panicked. "What are you doing?! Run!"

"Oh goyls, don't you see? When I was busy fanum taxing inside of a gaming loft~"

"NOT THE SONG NOW IT'S STUCK IN MY HEAD."

"The dark web and my dispensary weed would almost always make me cough~"

"Pls stp."

"I'd hide drugs in my pillow~
From cops I thought I saw~
But Grammy Pie asked do you kno de wae?
To deal with bad aura at all~"

Rainbruh yapped, "Not Ugandan Knuckles, then?"

"She said Plebie, you're such a simp for moms~
Learn to not be a perv~
You'll see that laws can hurt you!
Just laugh and hope you don't get caught~

Ha! Ha! Ha!"

One of the masks fell down, and they all gasped.

"So, jiggle your booty at the ghostly~
Serve goulash to the grossly~
Go T-bagging in front of the creepy~
Makin' the Cook feel kinda weepy~
Beat the score belonging to the kooky~
Eat Domino's in front of the spooky~

And tell that bussin drip sussy face to take my bike and leave us be cuz' if he thinks he can share with you then he's got another thing coming and the veryeet idea of such a thot just makes you wanna... hahahaha... heh...

DIIIIIIIIIIIIEEEEEE!"

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