Saucy Night's at Frieda's: Heat in the kitchen

It was his third night at Frieda's Pizza Parlor. Michael focused the camera on the kitchen. Seeing nothing but darkness, except the sounds of pots & pans clanking. "Gee, i wonder whats going in there." Mike thought to himself.
Suddenly though, Michael hears chatter.  familiar voices of two animatronic ladies.


[Bonnie wanders into the Kitchen]

Chica: Bonnie! just the lil' rabbit i needed to see.

Bonnie: what's up chica? [sounding enthusiastic]

Chica: i wanted to talk to you in private. you know, somewhere that Frieda doens't usually walk about.

[a distant she-bear sounding 'Oh hohohoho~' is heard in the far distance]

Bonnie: speaking of which, sounds like she's on the prowl, possibly tormenting Mike's psyche...& trousers.

Chica: Mmmyes, doesn't really help him much either when she stares into the camera with those rather sultry eyes.

Bonnie: [Bashful sounding]oh geez. Has she ever gotten...far?

Chica: [curious] Far? as in?

Bonnie: Has she, you know...[sounding incredibly shy] "Frieda fun timed" him yet?

Chica: [Teasing sounding] Oooohhhh~ No not yet dear. She did however, introduce herself to him. Rather more...physically.

Bonnie: Ahhh?! You mean she, uh they.

Chica: Oh no, no, no! not in that specific way. you know the way cheesy crust pizza gets stuffed. I mean...you know. The same way she welcomed us when we first opened up.

Bonnie: [relieved] ooh! oh! [suddenly sounding embarrassed] Oh my, does this mean he...?

Chica: got a Big ol' friendly, tight, warm, juicy bear hug.

Bonnie: [Gasps intensively] Oh my goodness gracious!

Chica: yep, Mikey got a handful of lovely she-bear goodness~

Bonnie: [sounding disappointed] i-i-i see.

Chica: Whats the matter Bonnie? You look a little down.

Bonnie: O-oh it's nothing...So what did you wanna talk about?

Chica: Ah yes,  I wanted to talk to you about the Night Guard.

Bonnie: [excited]  you mean Mikey!

Chica: Exactly dear. hmm you seemed suddenly enthusiastic there for a second.

Bonnie: Uh! N-no~! i. It's just nice to talk about something different with you. You know, besides the fine culinary importance of Pizza.

Chica: [sarcastically] Riiight. As i was sayin. What do you think of him?

Bonnie: You want to know what i think about him?

Chica: why of course, he's been here fo' quite a while sug. I'm sure you've already managed to see him?

Bonnie: o-of course i have. h-he's always in the office. I do try to drop by and visit him a bit. [sorrowful tone] But he always seems to "Shut" me out whenever i get close.

Chica: [sympathetic] Awww, i know that feelin darling. Mikey was initially very nervous around me. I had to personally show him that there was nothing to worry about,
mmmmm hehe. [Encouraging] It can be slightly difficult for a man such as Mr. Schmidt to handle
the sight of two beautiful women such as ourselves. I'm sure he has nothing against little ol' you.

Bonnie: [Hopeful] you really think so?

Chica: Why of course dear! i believe he might be shy. Maybe if you can find a way to get him to warm up to you, he may just let you sit in his lap.

Bonnie: [surprised & cheerful sounding] R-really?! you think so-? hey! wait a second...

Chica: what's wrong Bonbon?

Bonnie: [concerned] you, you sat in his lap??

Chica: Oh, why it was just'a formality. Like trust buildin'.

Bonnie: [Slightly miffed] formality my bushy tail! I-i-i saw you practically straddling him!

Chica: [Sultry] ooohh~? did you decide to partake in a little, Peep show? [giggles slightly]

Bonnie: [Sounding very shy] w-wha?! n-no i was just...i wanted to see him & you were there...

Chica: What was stopping you from coming inside?

Bonnie: [flustered] Ah! umm...

Chica: [Slightly sensuous sounding] Don't say it was cause of lil o me darlin. That office might be small, but he's certainly a big enough lookin gentlemen to handle more than one chick, if you catch my drift.

Bonnie: [Even more flustered, whining slightly] wah! why are you talking like this!?

Chica: huhuhu~ because this lil chickadee knows when a rabbits foot starts'a tappin, then it may have found itself a rather...tasty lookin 'lil carrot'.

Bonnie: [Gasps in shock]

Chica: mmhmm, i was there that night. You camped outside his office for practically 2 hours, pleading & begging him for a hug. And when you did finally get it, i saw how red in the face you got when his hand accidentally brushed along your thigh.

Bonnie: S-s-stop it! what are you trying to say?!

Chica: Well im not one to point fingers. but i do believe that you have gained a rather heavy fondness for Mike.

Bonnie: [Shy gasp] T-thats a lie! It's not true

Chica: [giggles heart-fully] There's no denying it sug.

Bonnie: I-i don't like him,  I-i swear!

Chica: [Sultry laughter intensifies slightly] You like Mike~

Bonnie: Oh yeah?! well...well...well i think YOU like him!

Chica: [Laughter stops immediately] E-excuse me?

Bonnie: That's right, i said it! You like mike!

Chica: [Slightly offended] How dare you make such baseless accusations!

Bonnie: OH right, as you were slowly dry humping him that night. You know i may have mechanical ears, but they are twice as effective at hearing.
[Tone get's slightly saucy sounding] And i could of sworn i heard you coo'ing gently in his ear.

Chica: [starts sounding slightly embarrassed] S-stop it Bonnie! Like you aren't any more lewd!

Bonnie: [Gasps again] w-what?! what do you mean?!

Chica: you stare at him through the window. When he does shut you out, you just stand there. hmph, the look on your face is almost worthy of a portrait.

Bonnie: [Whines shyly]

Chica: You bite your bottom lip. Those little hearts appear in your eyes. And if that ain't enough...your thighs squirm ever so gently~

Bonnie: S-s-shut up, No they don't! [breathes slightly heavy out of embarassment]

Chica: you know the human's have a saying. It's known as "Hips don't lie". & lemme tell you somethin Bonnie...your hips & thighs are awful liars.

Bonnie: [sounding incredibly flustered & embarrassed] S-s-stop it now! admit it! you like Mike!!

Chica: [sounding very flustered too] w-what?! no! i don't! But i bet you do!

Bonnie: NO I DON'T~!!!

Chica: Well i don't either!!

Bonnie: S-so we're in agreement then!

Chica:  Hmph!

Bonnie: Hmph!

[The two share an awkward silence. Both of them uttering small whines & groans.]

Bonnie: Yeah, who could ever like that weird human.

Chica: Yeah.

Bonnie: With his stupid tousled hair.

Chica: And his nasty soft skin.

[Suddenly Bonnie's demeanor changes into a flustered yet lewd tone of voice]

Bonnie: Have you...have you seen the way the blood rushes to his face when he see's us?

Chica: Ah yes. It's really cute. [swoons slightly] I bet his hands are warm to the, the touch.

Bonnie: Hey, Chica?

Chica: Yeah?

Bonnie: They are. They really are.

Chica: [Sighs passionately]

Bonnie: When we hugged, he felt so warm. His hands were so firm, yet gentle. It was absolutely invigorating being held by him. and yes
[her tone grows more sensual] I really loved it when he accidentally felt my thighs.

Chica: [Sighs a little more] I want him to touch me...

Bonnie: C-chica!

chica: Oh! i'm sorry, i just got lost in thought.

Bonnie: yeah, deep thought

Chica: oh shush you!

Bonnie: [Giggles lightly]

[Distant footsteps are heard]

Chica: Do you hear that? sounds like Frieda is done playin with Mike.

Bonnie: You think so?

Chica: Why don't we pay him a visit, together?

Bonnie: t-together? really?

Chica: Why not? we're both pretty much well acquainted with Mr. Schmidt. So i figure, why not get a little, [Lustful]well, better acquainted with him.

Bonnie: i-i don't know, he always seems to pay attention to you alot more than me though...

Chica: Don't fret Bonnie baby. If anything, i could help you break the ice with him.

Bonnie: [surprised] y-you'd do that for me?

Chica: Well of course i would, your my best friend chica. friends look out for each other [giggles playfully]

Bonnie: Oh you are so wonderful~!

Chica: As are you sweetie.

[the sound of a quick kiss is heard, & sultry laughter]

Chica: now let's pay a visit to our dedicated watchman.

Bonnie: yes, i'm really excited to see him now.

[Footsteps are heard leaving the kitchen]

Bonnie: Between you & me Chica. I want to destroy his pelvis.

Chica: oh my~ you are such a naughty bunny.