(After sleeping in Foxy's room that night)

(le poof, Gacha Heat)

Foxy: OH GOD CLOWNY WAKE UP

Heat Clowny: Foxy Shut up I'm trying to sleep.
Heat Foxy: I'm not yelling, idiot.

(Hours later of Running)

Heat Clowny: I've finally trapped you!! So this is your room, huh? What are you, a kid?

Me: W-well actually I'm an age regressor and I fix Gacha Heat...A bunch of people says my style is really cute-

Heat Clowny: Not a damn person thinks you're cute! Now what's really cute is Gacha Heat! Join us or I'll hit you with my clown hammer!!

Me: You call that a clown hammer? Now that's just sad.

Me: NOW THIS IS A CLOWN HAMMER!! Weighing over 450lbs, I can lift this baby over my head and squash you like the little bug you are!

(Meanwhile in the Living Room)

Heat Foxy: So who's the top?

Foxy: WE AREN'T DATING SHE LIKES POLEY!!
Heat Foxy: Then just go do heat with her. It's how I got Clowny.

Heat Foxy: Actually, a better deal. Go do heat or I'll stab you.

Foxy: You call that a knife!? You look like you got a box cutter's blade and stuck it in a piece of wood!!

Foxy: This is a knife. And It's much better than your little blade.

Foxy: But flaunting aside, I think a suitable punishment for your little "attack" on us, is a knife to your leg. Don't you agree?

(To be continued)