Chapter Text
FreakBob was fresh out of money so he needed every unemployed person's nightmare… A JOB !!!!!😨😭
FreakBobs: hello sir I'm here for a j*b here's my resume
Mr.papa: Hello FreakBob hmm your resume looks alright you seem right for the job actually you're hired 😁 you start rn
FreakBob: oh uh Thank you sir!
Papa: NP also I'm leaving type shit you run the pizzaria type shit good luck type shit!
FreakBob: Wait what?!?!
*Papa disappears leaving a cartoon smoke cloud behind*
FreakBob: uh wtf ok*FreakBob says while walking to the registers he hadn't had to work since before the incident with troll*
*RING a Ding the doorbell rang as a peculiar purple rabbit waltz in*
Jax: Well well well who do we have here? *The critter says with Jackass energy*
Jax: didn't know you could work without jittering with fear or was it with addiction? I tend to forget 😏
FreakBob: And what is your order Jackahh?
Jax: hey that's no way to treat a paying customer is it?
Jax: But anyway I'd like a cheeseburger coated in caviar and DNA cells with an olive oil orange smoothie.
FreakBob: Kill yourself
Jax: woah buddy I'm just playing around I'll just take a double cheeseburger with a coke.
FreakBob: ok coming right up
*FreakBob walks away with the written order and prepares it but then adds a secret ingredient into the burger c.u- mayo…the extra special kind 😏.*
FreakBob: Here's your order.. SIR
Jax: thank you Bobby
FreakBob: er you're welcome 😒
*Jax leaves satisfied with his cyber bullying not knowing the surprise and no customers come in because idk. FreakBob closes and the night shift opens the shop again*
NIGHT SHIFT
Joe Swanson: WHAT THE FUCK!! *He says in horror of the absolute mess FreakBob made while making that burger*
Joe Swanson: AW HELL NAH 😭 😭 😭 I ain't cleaning ts up 😔🥀🤞🙏 fuck that shit *he walks out*