Crash bang
Matthew woke up as the kitchen sounds rang across the house. Trying to sleep seemed nearly impossible with all the ruckus going on. Getting up from the bed and trudging his way to the kitchen, he saw Chica rummaging through his fridge.
"Chica, what do you think you're doing?" Matthew asked. Matthew's voice called Chica to swing, and Chica wasn't expecting him to show up.
"I was uh trying to get a midnight snack" Chica smiled sheepishly.
"You were rating my fucking fridge again weren't you" Matthew's eyes narrowed
"I was not" Chica huffed at the accusation.
"I call BS on that" Matthew replied.
"But I wasn't"
"Then why do you have a piece of pizza hanging from your beak?" Matthew asked
"Oh how did that get there" Chica tried waving off the accusation and suspicion with little luck.
"Fine then" What's that Matthew walked back to bed and didn't wake up till the next day. As he woke up the next day he noticed everyone was going through the daily routine in the kitchen.
"Chica we need an intervention you are eating too much damn food and have an unhealthy obsession with pizza and it's starting to show" Matthew declared upon entering.
"What do you mean it's starting to show" Chica squawked.
"I'm calling you a fat ass in layman's terms" Matthew shrugged.
"Fat you think I'm fat listen here asshole I ain't fat" Chica almost yelled.
"Then what's with the pudgy midsection" Matthew pointed out.
"I was designed this way you dumb shit" Chica defended herself.
"Chica I'd like to point out that you've cleared out multiple pizzas many times now." Freddy pointed out.
"Yeah listen to hear you little glutton you ate one of my pizzas that I paid for" Matthew growled.
"And your point is," Chica asked.
"My point is that you're a fat ass and that you eat pizza too much" Matthew responded.
"I don't eat too much pizza" Chica yelled grabbing Matthew by the shirt. It was during this moment when the argument between the two was heating up that Freddy fazbear decided to intervene.
"The point is chica is that you're eating him out of the house" Freddy explained calmly. Chica's head snapped to where he was standing as if daring him to speak out loud again.
"Let me make this clear you eat one more slice of pizza from my fridge without telling me to ask for permission then I will chain you to a chair and force you to eat something else instead or even go on a diet" Matthew growled.
"You wouldn't dare, let me tell you something Buster you so much as lay a hand on me and I will give you a good old fashioned ass whooping" Chica threatened letting Matthew down before walking off. Rosa and John meanwhile or just sitting nearby eating some popcorn and watching the whole thing. For them, those far more entertaining watching this whole debacle decided that they loved life too much and did not want to get involved.
"So you doing an intervention then?" Rosa asked.
"Yes," both Freddy and Matthew responded.
"Well good luck with that she's going to kick your ass if you try to do I,t," John said between popcorn bites.
"She can try but it's not like she can just go out to the grocery store and buy more All I have to do is just not start more pizza problem solved" Matthegrinneded as if it was the most common solution ever.
"Uh Huh well you all have good luck with that," Rosa and John said.
"You're not helping?" Matthew asked.
"If we help she's going to put a 6 ft under" both Rosa and John responded.
"Would she?" Matthew looked at Freddy.
"To answer your question we would not hesitate to beat their sorry asses if they tried hurting you" Freddy answered.
"I see" Matthew contemplated the response and decided that if he was going to pull off this intervention then he would need some help. The situation got even worse as Chica began eating Matthew clean. There were some instances where Matthew would go downstairs to try and get something to eat only to find absolutely nothing. It seemed that Chica was no longer content with just eating pizza for other foods that she went after n
"Hey, who the fuck ate all my Hot pockets" Matthew yelled as he went down one day to get something to eat only to find that half the fridge was empty.
"Geez who do you think it was perhaps The walkinGluttonon no I can do better than that how about the walking trash can oh yeah I like that one" Bonnie replied.
"Okay that's it this is the final straw, eating all my pizza is one thing but eating all my Hot pockets now means war" Matthew declared his eyes darkening for he was going to get Chica to stop eating all his damn food especially his precious Hot pockets one way or the other and nothing was going to stand in his way. Meanwhile, the others just watched wondering if they should get involved or not.
"This is going to be bloody isn't it?" Rosa asked.
"This is going to be fun," Golden Freddy said rubbing its hands together.
"Now this is something I can get behind Matthew you better not do this without me" Ghost of Cassidy send for she may be a spirit but she's a vengeful spirit and screwing over others was honestly really fun.
"Why are you helping?" Matthew asked.
"because screwing over others is fun and if you're going to declare war on Chica then I want, in," Cassidy said.
"What if I said no?" Matthew asked.
"Then I will drag your sorry ass down to the pits of hell so I can torment you for eternity" Cassidy mumbled.
"We, 'll that escalated quickly fine you can join now anyone else want to join?" Matthew asked and no one else wanted to join in on the fun.
"Fine then be that way All right Cassidy it's time to plan that the great food war has begun and neither side is going to get away from this unscathed.