OMG I HATE SCHOOL! DX. Sorry this took so long. Enjoy!
"Aaand presto! Ready for action," Mike said as he put the headpiece on him. After stepping outside he strolled to the hall and sat at the same spot he did yesterday night. The dinging sounded throughout the pizzeria again and the Fazgang hopped off the stage to greet their new husky friend. "Hi, Mikey!" They all said together as they approached him. "Hey guys, what's on the agenda today?"
"Well, Mikey," Freddy began. "We've all decided to get to know you better, so for the next couple of nights you'll spend time with each of us," Freddy finished as he gestured with his hand to Bonnie, Chica, and Foxy who all grinned with eagerness.
"Well that seems alright with me. Who am I gonna be with tonight?" Mike asked.
"That would be me!" Chica said as she rose her hand in the air and waved it, like a child eager to answer a question in school. Foxy made a frown. 'Guess he wanted to go first' Mike thought. "C'mon Mikey. We're gonna have so much fun tonight!" Chica said with glee as she wrapped her arm around Mike's and dragged him to the kitchen. "O-okay, not so rough," Mike said as he awkwardly tried to keep up with Chica's pace.
"Welp, I'm gonna practice my guitar," Bonnie said as he left.
"Aww. I wanted to be wit' Mikey t'night," Foxy said as he went to his cove, closing the curtains. Freddy was alone in the dining area with his thoughts. 'Well, I'd better keep an eye on that thing so it doesn't hurt anyone.' Looking around to make sure no one was watching him, Freddy walked to the backstage area. He opened the door and quietly shut it behind him.
Chica and Mike stepped inside the dark kitchen. "Well, this is where the magic happens," Chica said as she turned on the lights, gesturing to the room. For a run-down pizzeria, the kitchen was surprisingly nice. It had an island in the middle, a stove, fridge, tons of cabinets to store different things, and a microwave. "Shall we get started?" Chica said as she handed Mike an apron.
"Wait, you mean, you actually made that pizza from last night? I didn't think you could cook, I just thought you heated up a leftover one," Mike said. "Oh yeah. Mine are way better than those stupid chef's ones. Unlike theirs, mine are made with love," Chica said. Mike just chuckled, watching the chicken reach up and grab some sauces from the cabinets as he wrapped the apron around his torso.
"Here Mikey, you kneel the dough, while I make some sauce," Chica said as she tossed it to the husky. Grabbing a roller from the bottom cabinet of the island, Mike began rolling it across the dough. After it became flat, Mike carefully lifted the now soft dough, and tossed it in the air while spinning it. Glancing up, Chica gasped. "Mikey? What're you doing?" Chica asked.
"Tossing the dough," Mike said as he continued to catch and toss it.
"Why do that?" Chica asked.
"You've never tried this before? This method actually extends the dough, makes the pizza bigger, and allows more toppings to be put on," Mike said as he set the dough on the island counter.
"Really? Lemme try!" Chica said as she put down the sauce and excitedly grabbed the dough. "Okay, First, get a good flow going," Mike said as Chica began tossing it a bit.
"Good! Now, try giving it a little spin." Chica began spinning it. Much to Mike's surprise, the chicken was actually doing well for her first time. "This is fun!" Chica said as she began tossing it higher. "Uh, Chica, I'm glad you're enjoying yourself, but if you toss it too high it's gonna-"
Before Mike could finish, the dough made a 'Splat!' sound. Chica and Mike looked up and saw the flat dough on the tiled roof. After a few seconds it peeled off, landing on the husky's face. Chica lifted the dough off Mike as she smiled embarrassingly. "Oops," She said.
"It's ok. Let's try again," Mike said with smiled as he grabbed another piece of dough from the cabinets.
After a few hours of tossing, and cleaning up, Chica eventually got the hang of tossing and spinning. When she pulled out the pizza from the oven, she was surprised to find that it actually extended quite a bit. After pulling it out of the oven, Mike and Chica began adding the toppings. "Thanks for teaching me this Mikey. Now, whenever I make pizzas, they'll come out bigger!" Chica said as she smiled at the husky. "No problem Chica, always glad to help a friend," Mike said as he continued to add pepperonis. After everything was in place, Mike and Chica sat down at a table in the dining room. Chica watched in amusement as Mike finished off the last slice. As Mike let out a loud burp, he looked and saw Chica with a sullen expression.
"What's wrong, Chica?" Mike asked. Hearing her name being called, the chicken looked up.
"Hmm? Oh, nothing Mikey, it's just…Seeing you enjoy my pizza, and saying how good it tastes, makes me wish I had the ability to taste it myself," Chica said as she looked down. Mike felt bad for her, 'I guess being an animatronic isn't all that's cracked up to be,' Mike thought. "It would be pretty badass to taste one of Chica's awesome pizzas," Bonnie said as he approached the two. "Hey, Bonnie," They both said.
Mike began to think to himself. 'So, Chica wants to eat food, huh? So does Bonnie, maybe even Foxy and Freddy would like to try for themselves. But, then again, could I really help them? I'm pretty sure Mr. Fazbear would fire me if I tampered with their suits. Not to mention I'd be upgrading animatronics who've murdered people. But even still…'
"Mikey….Mikey!" Bonnie yelled. Mike jumped as he was brought back to reality.
"Err…yeah?" He said.
Bonnie gave Mike an annoyed look. "I saaaid, you should get back in the closet. It's almost Showtime." Mike looked up and saw the restaurants lights come back on. "See ya tonight, Mikey. And, thanks again for, y'know, showing me how to toss dough," Chica said as she got up to leave.
"Wait, Chica," Mike said as he grabbed her hand.
"What's up?"
"I think…I think I can help you taste food," Mike said with determination.
"Really? How?" Chica asked with excitement.
"I'll explain on another day. For now, I gotta get some sleep-I mean! Power down," Mike said as he quickly shuffled back to the supply closet. After taking off the costume, Mike walked down the hall, taking a quick glance at the show stage. Everyone was already standing idle. After stepping outside, Mike his way to his truck. Starting the engine, he began the trip back home.
'I really want to help Chica. And maybe it's not just her, Foxy could use some repairing too. And what about Bonnie and Freddy? Do they need repairs?' Mike thought as he stopped for the red light. 'More than likely, Mr. Fazbear is probably gonna say no…Then again, I won't know until I ask him.' The light soon turned green allowing Mike to pass through.
"I'll ask Mr. Fazbear after I've spent more time with all of them. After all, tonight was just with Chica. Who knows what I'll do with Bonnie, or Foxy, or Freddy," Mike said as he pulled into his garage.
Feels good coming back to this story. Anyways, like I said above, I've been stacked at school. And my stupid teacher isn't helping! Lol, sorry, i'm rambling again. Until next chapter!
