Five Nights at Freddy's is owned by Scott Cowthon et al. I do not claim any
ownership of this.
It was a typical night at the pizzeria. As the human crew went away, the
animatronics came out to play. More specifically, the crew came around to share
some pizza and review the day's performance. Tonight, it was Freddy's turn to
make the pizza. As the oldest and most experienced of all the animatronics
there, he could make their favorites easily, even if now and then he had Bonnie
and Chica take their turns in the kitchen. He had finished cooking the pizzas
and was looking for the cutters as they cooled. There was just one problem: the
cutters were nowhere to be seen!
"Freddie?" Bonnie said coming in after him, "what's wrong? Why is the pizza
taking longer than normal?"
Freddie turned with the trays of pizza in his hands to face his purple rabbit
friend and showed him one of the pizzas. "Let's go out and discuss what to do
with Chica," the brown bear said.
The trio sat at a table, looking at their uncut meal and sighed. "Well guys?"
Chica said, "we need to think of an option, or our supper will get cold."
"We could try tearing it with our hands," Bonnie suggested, "but that would be
really messy..." He stood and moved from the table. Then they heard the familiar
call echo from the shadows before another of their friends appeared.
"Ahoy there!" Whereupon a pirate fox pounced the purple bunny. This had become
of habit of his. He had chosen Bonnie because Freddy was too large to properly
pounce and the last time he tried that on Chica, she hit him. "So am I in time
for the chow? What are we having tonight?" He stood up and went to take a look
at the pizzas on the table. "Batten the hatches, these pizzas aren't' sliced
properly, or at all!"
"It's the oddest thing Foxie," Freddy sighed, "but all the pizza cutters were
nowhere to be seen. So you see we have sad unsliced pizzas here."
"That is a true problem without me around,: Foxie raised his hook over his head
and brought it down across the pizzas in rapid slashes, "but you've me as a
friend and me hook is sharp enough to slice a pizza if need be, or dull enough
to let a guest touch without harm." Even as he spoke, his friends found the pizzas
were sliced perfectly by the hook on Foxie's hand. He used a napkin to clean his
hand and sat with his friends.
With the pizza sliced, the animals discussed their performances, chatted and
laughed while eating pizza. After everyone had had their fill, they realized they
had two slices left.
"What should we do with these two slices?" Bonnie asked. They had put those on a
paper plate and cleaned up after themselves.
Chica took the plate and stood. "Perhaps the guy who watches us on camera is
hungry," she said.
"Good idea Chica," Freddie said as he and the others stood, "let's go see if he
wants to have some pizza and be our friend." They walked towards the back room.
