Incredibox - Sprunki

If this gets 5 up votes I'm gona nuke the chat😘🥰

𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚒𝚜 𝚖𝚢 𝚝𝚎𝚊𝚖 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚒𝚝'𝚜 𝚖𝚢 𝚏𝚞𝚌𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚎𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚍 𝚍𝚊𝚢 𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚢𝚒𝚗𝚐-

wtaf did I open chat to

𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚖𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚠𝚑𝚘 𝙸 𝚊𝚖 𝚋𝚞𝚝..𝚒 𝚊𝚖 𝚊 𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢 𝚘𝚕𝚍 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚎𝚛 𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚌𝚔 𝚖𝚢 𝚛𝚎𝚌𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚖𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚊𝚐𝚎𝚜 :)

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𝙷𝚎𝚢 𝚐𝚞𝚢𝚜

Hi guys

AI story of BFDI: 

"You know what I heard about today?" Four whispered to Eight, their voices barely audible over the gentle rustle of leaves.

"What's that?" Eight replied, curiosity piqued as they glanced over at Four, who was twirling a stick through their fingers.

Four leaned in closer, a mischievous glint in their eye. "They've got these things called 'marshmallows' at the new camp store. Apparently, they're all soft and squishy, and you can roast them over a fire!"

Eight's interest grew, their octagonal face lighting up with excitement. "Roast them? What do they taste like?"

Four shrugged, a smile playing on their lips. "I've never had one, but I've heard it's like a cloud of sweetness melting in your mouth. We should totally try them!"

Without a moment's hesitation, the duo set off towards the camp store, their excitement palpable in every step. The sun was setting, casting a warm glow over the campground as they approached the wooden shack. The scent of sizzling hot dogs and toasting marshmallows filled the air, making their mouths water in anticipation.

Once inside, they found a jar of marshmallows nestled between the graham crackers and chocolate bars. They exchanged glances, both feeling a mix of excitement and apprehension. Four grabbed a handful of the fluffy white confections, dropping them into Eight's open palm. The marshmallows felt cool and light, almost like miniature pillows of sugar. They each selected a long stick and headed out to the communal campfire, where their fellow campers were already gathering.

The heat from the fire washed over them as they approached, the crackling of the flames providing a rhythmic backdrop to their adventure. They found a spot to sit down and poked their marshmallows into the fire, holding their breaths as the sugary surfaces began to caramelize. The smell of toasting marshmallows grew stronger, mingling with the woody scent of the burning logs. Eight's eyes grew wide as their marshmallow started to brown, the anticipation of their first taste building.

"Careful, don't burn it," Four cautioned, watching their own marshmallow intently. "They say it's best when it's golden brown."

Eight nodded, their eyes never leaving their stick as they carefully rotated it, ensuring an even toast. The marshmallow grew darker, the outside crackling and popping as the sugar caramelized. The sight of it made their stomach rumble with anticipation.

The moment of truth arrived as Four pulled their marshmallow out first. It glowed a perfect golden brown, the heat causing it to expand slightly. They blew on it gently, sending a puff of sweet-smelling smoke into the air. With a quick glance at Eight, who was still focused on their own roasting treat, Four took a cautious bite.

Their eyes rolled back in delight. "It's heavenly," they murmured, savoring the gooey center. "Here, you've got to taste this."

im deleting that sprunkomments slot thing 

i forgot i made an stupid slot ( i forgot to delete it)

Me: “Hey, wanna grab some food?”
Autocorrect: “Hey, wanna grab some feet?”
Me: “WAIT NO—”

Fun fact: BOF scares half of the contestants even puppet