The first day of summer! Mangle got up and walked to Foxy's room. She opened the door to find a snoring Foxy. She sat down next to him on his bed and shook him awake, gently. She said, "Foxy, what do you want for breakfast? Eggs? Toast? Pancakes?" "Surprise me," he murmured as a reply. "Well, I'm not making anything until you get up. Come on! Let's go!" She grabbed his arm and pulled him off his bed. He slammed down, face first, onto the wood floor. "Ow! What was that for?!" He asked, rubbing his nose. "You're gonna help me make breakfast, ok?" Mangle put her hand on her hip and and leaned against the doorpost. Foxy got up, stretching while he yawned.
They walked to Foxy's kitchen. Foxy grabbed flour and sugar from the cupboard above the stove. Mangle grabbed the mixer and the eggs. Then Foxy got the milk and butter. "I think we got it all." Foxy sighed, wiping his forehead. "Yep! Let's begin!" Mangle said putting flour in the bowl. Foxy did the sugar and the rest of the dry ingredients. Mangle started the mixer while pouring the water. Foxy put the milk in and the oil. Mangle put the last ingredients into the bowl. They let it mix all the way, while turning on the griddle.
