Foxys POV
I couldn't help but feel nervous as chica lead me to the kitchen. She was so beautiful. It was hard to focus. We entered the kitchen only to find cake mix everywhere. What happened? I asked. Mangle happened. Chica said heading for the cabinet. Geez, I knew she wasn't good at cooking, but wow! I said looking around. Chica laughed as she got out some cake mix. Okay so put this in a bowl. She said handing it to me. Oh okay. I put it in a bowl. Now take out some milk and eggs and add them to the mix. Then mix them all together. She said. I did everything she told me to do. But when I was mixing, some cake mix flew from the spoon and landed on Chicas shirt. Sorry! I said worried. She then gave a devious grin and threw some of her own mix at me. I saw what was happening. Food fight! I yelled. We threw cake mix everywhere! Our clothes were covered, along with everyone else. I threw a huge wad of cake mix hitting chica on the cheek. She then collapsed to the floor laughing. Okay okay! I surrender! She said grinning. I walked over to help her up. But I accidentally slipped on some cake mix and fell on top of her. She started giggling a lot and so did I.
