Gavin: Five Nights
Michael: Hey Gav?
Five Nights 2.
Gavin: Michael, I'm really upset that we're playing this again.
Michael: This is Play Pals #24. Five Nights at Freddy's 2!
Gavin: Cracking a bull.
Michael: Yeah? You cracking some Redbull?
Gavin: What it does is it masks my fear.
It builds a layer of energy that I can ditch.
You know like a chameleon ditches its tail?
Or a newt.
Michael: Do they ditch it or they can just re-grow them?
Gavin: Yeah, if they get caught by their tail it's like
Woosh. See you later.I'll get another one.
Michael: Yeah, they just pop off.
Gavin: Yeah.
Michael: So what's gonna happen to you?
Gavin: ...Red Bull.
Michael: Oh. Got it.
Alright, so this guy's gonna give us the dets.
Gavin: Are those rolled up balls of paper?
Or is it the hearts of stuffed animals?
Michael: I think it's just trees. Like paper from trees.
Look at this, right.
That's new.
You have a flashlight.
Gavin: That's the hallway.
So our table is facing down a dark corridor.
Michael: There's no doors anymore.
Gavin: That's excellent.
Michael: We have a hallway,
We have this flashlight meter.
Gavin: What's stopping us from-
Michael: Also have two lights here.
Gavin: Aw! They can come through vents?
Michael: Yeah.
Gavin: Oh for god's sake. It's just like having three doors.
Michael: Then I guess...
I guess if you want to blend in you just like
Gavin: I bet the feedback was-
Michael: Become one of them.
Gavin: Oh my god.
Michael: Let's see the cast of freaks in this one.
Gavin: We got the bunny thing. What's that? A rabbit.
We got DUCK.
Michael: We got the duck.
The bear.
Oh, that's Freddy.
There he is.
Gavin: I like that their eyes are closed.
Michael: We got some balloons.
Gavin: Okay, that's terrifying.
Michael: We have a windup music box here.
Gavin: What does that do?
Michael: I don't know. It looks like it's fully wound.
Gavin: Click and hold.
Is that to keep it calm?
Michael: Yeah. I'm assuming something...
Gavin: Like you have to keep winding the box otherwise something bad will happen?
Michael: Or something good.
Gavin: We probably shouldn't be chatting over this dude.
Oh!
Oh, it's just some...
Michael: it's just the vent.
Those are little noodles.
Gavin: slight breeze.
Michael: I feel like we can get to night 2 pretty easily with our experience.
(Gavin whimpering)
Michael: Nothing even happened yet. Calm down.
Gavin: It's the Red Bull and my heart.
And the scare-ness.
Michael: I told you six times we were gonna play this today
and you were like, yeah, sure sure.
Gavin: Uh Oh!
Michael: What happened? What happened?
Music box. Is that what you were pointing at?
You screamed "OH!" and you just pointed.
Gavin: Yeah, cause it was a caution sign.
Did you not see it?
I did.
Gavin: Okay.
Michael: That was good of the game to let us know.
Gavin: Oh god.
Michael: Is everybody there?
Gavin: No.
Michael: We're missing the bunny.
The bunny's gone.
Ooh. And th duck.
Gavin: Oh for... Oh.
I hate this game so much.
Michael: Like I was saying, as we sat down
you kind of-
Oh there. Yep. There it is.
You kind of remembered that you hated it.
Gavin: I know.
In theory, ow, whip that out, bung a bit of Freddy's
and now we're in the moment and I wish I were dead.
Michael: Whip it out bug a bit of Freddy.
Gavin: Oh! What about the corridor?
Michael: Let's check.
I really got to keep my-
The fuck?
Gavin: Did you break- Where's your light shoned?
Michael: What the fuck?
Gavin: What you doing?
Michael: I think he fucked with it!
Gavin: What?
Gavin: The music box! Michael: It's not working!
Michael: It's not working!
Gavin: Maybe the music box powers the light?
Michael: Oh, it's getting really loud in the office for some reason.
(screams)
Michael: GAVIN!
You fucking spilled Red Bull everywhere.
God.
Gavin: It's on my knees!
Michael: (laughing) Do you think he's still there?
Gavin: Yes.
Michael: Go away you fuck! Get out of here!
Beat it!
Gavin: Why isn't he leaving?
Michael: I don't know.
Go away!
Gavin: (whimpers) Put the hat on, Michael.
Michael: We're just gonna wait him out.
Gavin: What if he...
Gavin: The music box as well!
Michael: What do I do?!
Do I go to the music box while he's-
OH NO It's blinking
Gavin: Did he change his face?
Put the hat on.
Michael: Oh god.
Gavin: Put the hat on.
Michael: Okay okay okay.
I can't do the flashlight with the fucking mask on.
Gavin: He's gonna walk up to us and finger our eyeholes.
Michael: What do I do?
The music box is stopping!
Gavin: Bloody wind it up again.
How did he get all the way to us?
Oh Christ.
I don't want to look.
Michael: I don't even know what the fuck comes for us.
Gavin: He's gonna be right in our faces.
Michael: Where's the fucking duck?
Gavin: You gotta keep a light on it.
The light isn't doing out.
Michael: It doesn't do shit.
Gavin: Ooooh.
Michael: Goddammit.
There's the bunny.
Gavin: We are really playing a dangerous game by checking this while the GUY is right there.
Michael: That thing is going bonkers.
That caution symbol is cautioning.
Do I take the mask off?
Gavin: Let's just shut our eyes and wait out the night.
(Michael whimpers)
Gavin: Oh god. He's gonna shove his hand right in there.
Michael: Should I take the mask off?
Gavin: I don't know.
Michael: Oh!
Gavin: Whoa!
(music box music)
Gavin: Can you believe it worked?
Uh oh. The music box is going nuts.
Michael: Should I put the mask back on?
(Michael sighs in relief)
Michael: Whoo!
Look at that. That's skill.
Gavin: I need to just- Quickly clean my knees.
Michael: Yeah, why don't you go de-louse for a second.
Phone Guy: -come to think of it, you might want to try that on any room
Michael: What is this?
What is this?
Gavin: Is it like the...
Is that Foxy?
Michael: Is that part of someone?
Gavin: They're all coming apart.
Phone Guy: -I'll be honest, I never liked that puppet thing.
Michael: This fucking bunny prick's gone.
Gavin: Wait. I think the bloody-
Michael: Yep. There he is.
Gavin: Go back to that thing with the head.
Michael: He's gone.
He was right here.
Gavin: it was a thing.
Michael: That was a thing.
Gavin: Was it Foxy the Pirate?
Michael: It might of been.
OH!
Oh shit.
Gavin: What on Earth.
Michael: Get out of here, you prick.
Gavin: And the duck's with him.
Michael: Oooh. They're grouping up.
They're grouping up now.
Gavin: Wait. I think they're gonna be in the corridor cause they're not in the side rooms anymore.
Michael: Oh! I can do the flashlight in the rooms? I didn't know that.
JESUS CHRIST!
MY GOD!
(Jack laughing)
Gavin!
Gavin: DAMMIT!
Michael: GOD DAMN.
Gavin: Look at me! I spilt it again!
Michael: STOP SPILLING EVERYTHING
You all cleaned up?
Gavin: Cleaned up. I'm gonna sip this Red Bull, then I'm gonna put it far away from me.
Michael: We'll continue back to night 2.
Okay. We learned we can use the flashlight here.
Gavin: Mess with them. Do some Morse code.
Michael: You Gavin: Stop
Michael: are Gavin: coming
Gavin: Towards us. Please, thank you.
Michael: fat.
Gavin: Bye.
Michael: Also. Fat.
(Gavin chuckles)
Gavin: What was most disturbing about that one the damn
coming apart one.
Michael: The one hanging? Yeah.
Gavin: The one that was gizzards coming out.
Michael: I think that was the fox.
Where's the music box?
I don't even want to know what this fucking thing comes- what it does.
Gavin: What did you call it?
Michael: I was gonna say I don't know what it comes, but that doesn't make any sense.
So then I changed it to does.
I think Satan's probably spawned when the music stops playing.
I don't even know what this is.
Gavin: Should you shin a light in there?
That's what that is.
Michael: Oh my god. That is what was hanging from the ceiling before.
Gavin: Is that the fox?
Michael: Holy shit.
Gavin: It's like a weird tentacle monster.
Michael: What the hell.
These dicks are still where they started.
Gavin: Nice. I like the light.
Okay.
Michael: Oh god. What the hell?
Gavin: What on Earth?
happened to those.
Michael: Fuck.
Gavin: That is a messy room.
and they got massacred.
Baby Voice: Hi.
Gavin: Stop saying hi.
Michael: Stop saying hi. Who's saying hi to me?
Don't look at me.
What the fuck?
Gavin: Okay, that was a child laughing.
Michael: Wait, wait. He's in the vent.
I heard him in the vent.
He's crawling around in the vent.
(Gavin screams)
Michael: That one. That one.
Gavin: What?
Look at (squeak)
No, I mean the other one, obviously.
Okay.
Well.
Should we put the hat on and ?
Michael: Come on, guy. Get out of there.
Gavin: Get out of here, dude.
Michael: That mess on the floor is gone.
Gavin: Ah, that bloody crap from the ceiling's there.
Michael: Yep. Yep. Yep.
(Gavin moans)
Michael: Fucking beat it!
Oh the- oh, there we go.
(moans of terror)
Both: Is that the fox?
Gavin: You're gonna have to flash him a bunch.
Michael: Get out of here!
Gavin: PISS OFF
Gavin: Leave us alone, you bastard!
Christ.
Michael: Ooh shit, we're at one bar.
Gavin: It's not doing anything. It's not doing anything.
Michael: It's gone.
I hear- they're in the vent.
They're in the vent again.
I put it on myself and I scared the shit out of myself.
(Gavin squeaking)
Gavin: You lept like a salmon.
Michael: Oh, we're out.
Gavin: The kid is just a night-
(Michael yelling)
Michael: What? What?
Gavin: No!
Michael: No no no no no.
Gavin: Stop stop stop stop
(child laughing)
Oh christ.
Do one!
Michael: That music box is going off, whatever that is.
Go away.
Gavin: Diddled by a tiny bear.
Michael: Go away.
(music box)
Gavin: The music box is-
(Michael yells)
(Gavin screaming)
Gavin: GOD!
I hate this game!
Michael: What was that?
Was that the fox?
Gavin: I'm not playing anymore!
Michael: God.
Gavin: It's horrible.
Michael: It looks like they just fucking destroyed that one.
Gavin: Okay.
Michael: He looks like he's taking a shit.
Gavin: He's pouncing the camera.
Do you want to check the main cast?
See what they're up to?
Okay.
Michael: Duck's gone.
Duck is in the wind.
Vent?
Gavin: Vent. Vent. Vent!
(Gavin groans)
Michael: Come on now.
Beat it.
Gavin: Sod off!
Michael: Get out of here!
Gavin: I don't even know where the fox lives.
Michael: Oh god.
What the fuck?
Gavin: Is that a girl duck?
Michael: Yeah, I think she's bringing me-
The kid too now!
Gavin: The kids are coming as well.
Michael: I got the music box to deal with, but, uh
Gavin: Why don't you rotate the light and the light.
(music box)
(exclaiming)
Michael: And the music box is going! What does that even mean!
Gavin: Just keep. Doing it.
Michael: I can't do both.
(sreams)
Michael: What the fuck?
Gavin: What was that?
(Michael laughing)
Michael: That was the music box. It was the jack-in-the-box.
Gavin: Bugger me.
Where'd it come from?
Did it come from the duck?
Michael: I'm done. I'm done.
Michael: If you liked that shit, click this shit.
Shit. Like his butt.
And if you like this cock, click his cock for more caca.