Pancake Pal's POV

I finished eating my eggs awhile ago. "Where is he?" I asked myself, getting up from the table.

I decided to explore his house, since I've never seen the rest of his house. I walked down the hall from the kitchen and saw a few rooms. I entered the one right of me and it was a bathroom. I closed the door and went to the one across from it. Inside I'm guessing is his room.

Against the wall was a bed with a bacon pillow and blanket, big enough for two people. Next to the door, on the left of me, was a desk with a picture of all our friends.

Bacon Man was in the middle, his arm wrapped around my neck doing a peace sign with the other. I was on the left of him, extending my arms outward. Next to me was Hank, crossing his arms and sticking his tongue out. On the right side of Bacon Man was Waffle Women, giving me that evil stare while crossing her arms. Next to her was Cereal Killer with one arm wrapped around my sister, Pancake Paula. Sausage Samaria had his two weird swords out, doing an amazing pose! Behind Bacon Man was Olie Omelet and French Toast Frank....hate him!

I smiled at the picture, leaving the room. There were two more rooms, but one of them was locked.

"Wonder why this one's locked?"

"Family treasures."

I jumped and screamed. I turned around and saw Bacon Man standing at the door crossing his arms. "I uh, was just curious!" I shouted, waving my hands in front of me.

"It's fine, just let me know next time, k?"

I nodded, feeling a wave of guilt come over me.

"W-where did you go to anyways?" I asked, still standing in the same area.

He looked down, rubbing his neck.

"C-can you call everyone over?" He asked, sitting on the couch. I sat next to him and nodded.

"But why exactly?"

"You'll see."