Freddy: *goes to the kitchen*

Mike: *listens to audio in the kitchen*

Mike: Chica? Is that you in there???

Chica: Mike... I'm sleeping here... and I'm in a bad mood so... can you please... STFU

Mike: *gasp* OH GEHD THAT MEANS...

Mike: *switches camera view to the kitchen*

Mike: FREDDY

Mike: NO

Mike: WHAT ARE YOU DOING

Freddy: making waffles.

Mike: ITS 2 AM IN THE MORNING EVERYONE IS ASLEEP

Freddy: nom.

Mike: YOU MADE A MESS IN THE KITCHEN

Mike: CHICA IS GOING TO KILL YOU IF SHE FINDS OUT THAT YOU'RE MAKING WAFFLES WITHOUT ANY INGREDIENTS

Freddy: IMAGINATION.

Mike: YOU CANT EVEN WASH THOSE PAWS OF YOURS

Freddy: nomnomnomnomnomnomnomnomnomnomnomnomnomnomnomnomnomnomnomnomnomnomnomnomnomnomnomnomnomnomnomnomnomnomnomnomnomnomnomnomnomnomnomnomnomnomnomnomnomnomnomnomnomnomnomnomnomnomnomnomnomnomnomnomnomnomnomnomnomnomnomnomnomnomnomnomnomnomnomnomnomnomnomnomnomnomnomnommnomnom.

Mike: ... okay... good luck with that.

Like 10 milliseconds later...

*Pizzeria is burning while firefighters are taking out the fire*

Goldie: o.o omaigad. Its worse than the time I asked for syrup on my pizza.