All of a sudden, there was the clash of pots and pans. Freddy and Bonnie rushed to the kitchen. Inside was foxy, on top of all the mess, holding a spatula and pointing it into the air. He screeched, "The time is near! BRING OUT THE SUUUIIITTT!!" Freddy was pissed, and he roared, "YOU BETTER CLEAN UP THIS FUCKIN MESS FOXY OR I WILL PUT YOUR ASS IN OUT OF ORDER UNTIL 3087!!!!" As foxy was cleaning up the mess, he muttered, "fucking bullshit teddy bear" glaring at Freddy, but chuckling at the same time. Bonnie had gtfo of there when Freddy lost it, and saw chica, looking depressed, swirling her straw in her soda. "What's wrong Chica?" Bonnie asked. "I-I have f-feelings for F-foxy. Don't tell him yet." Chica said. "Don't worry, you're secrets safe with me." Bonnie replied confidently. Then Mike arrived. It was 12:00. "what's good Freddy fuzzbears" he said as he strolled through the doors. "Chica has feeling for foxy. But don't tell nobody." Bonnie replied. "Alrighty then" mike said.
