Lifeless { FRONNIE }

Chapter 3: Making Pizza.. WITHOUT Chica

                                                         Bonnie
After a while Foxy and Chica finished.. Whatever they did. We went inside for some breakfast. I could smell a tiny glimpse of pizza.
Freddy walked towards the refrigerator. His fingers crawling around the handle, and then pulled and opened the door.
He looked around in it, but didn't find anything he wanted, and neither do I.

"Hey, what about we make a pizza?" He turns around and ask.
Maybe, I do like pizza.. I think?

"Well, why not?"

-----------------{ TjooHoo }----------------

Freddy got us some pots and pans, and all the ingredients.

"Ok we'll try not to mess it up" he laughs, and hands me the flour, I take it and a white cloud of flour appear over the bag. Freddy notice and. Blows it towards me, it hits my eyes and I begin to reap.

"Hey!" I yell, and he laughs at me. I stretch my left arm out and grab a little clump of flour in my hand, and a little pile snuck on the table, and throw it at him. He blocks it with his arm.

"Ha! You missed!" And I tried again, and I got full score, the powder flue through the air and hit him in the face, leaving him white in the whole face.

"You are going to regret you did that!" He yell in a playful tone. And with that I could comfortably say, ITS FIGHT!
He grabs some flour and my first instinct was to run! In seconds I am on the other side of the kitchen.

"Catch me if you can!" I say and run to the other corner.

"Oh you're fast" he smirks, he threw his hand in the flour bag, and grabs a big handful, flour poring down his hand as he swings it behind and fast forward, so it hit me right in the face.

We ran around the kitchen like two kids and had a flour fight, when the door flue open...

"What in the name of hell happened here?!?!?" A pissed girl voice.. Uh oh.. Chica.
We both look at her ashamed of what we had done, me and Freddy makes eye contact, and communicate with face expressions, I stare at him with the *Sh*t were in trouble* face.
I get the same face from him.

"Hello?! Nice house, someone home?!" She flips in Freddy's face, he tried to focus and tried to listen to her complain about what happened here.

"Why were you guys here in the first place?!" She aggressively yell, and looks around both confused and angry. She rushes and look at the clock. One and a half hour before we have to get on stage again. She stops for a second and turns around. She takes a deep breath and says

"You guys have 45 minutes, I want the kitchen to be shining!" And walks out, I swallow my guilt and look at Freddy

"We better get started" he huffs..

-----------------{ 40 min later }----------------

"Chica! We're done!" I yell, and brush my forehead, and take a last big breath.
I hear footsteps behind the door, she is here.

"Hm, well" she say and looks around the room, with staring eyes that can kill you with only one single stare. She focused on everything, if there was something dirty, I swear to god she would have seen it.

"Ok, now go before you mess it up again"