Chica's Party World (Revised, 3/5/18)

Funtime Chica clodded down the hall, lumbering toward the party room. It was 2 pm at Chica’s Party World on a hot summer Saturday, and the goliath gallus had a birthday party booked for 7 guests. Understandably, she was pressed for time.

Chica arrived just as the party began. It was Stacy’s 7th birthday! An awesome occasion that was arranged by William Afton’s Home for Parentless Children. To celebrate, a batch of 14 cupcakes were being baked inside Chica at this very moment. They were Chica’s Famous-chocolate, with pink frosting.

“Well, folks, I’m here!”, Chica said. A loud beep emitted from her chest, signaling that the cupcakes were done. She slid out the tray of delights and held it up with a hand, as if she was tossing a pizza dough. Stacy and her friends were cheering as they swarmed Chica, eager to try the much-advertised treats.

“One at a time”, Chica said.  “One at a time.”  She picked one off the tray, and handed it down to Stacy, and then her friends. There were seven children altogether. Here’s how it went, from fattest to thinnest- Bertha, Jimmy, Paula, Stacy, Connor, Sandy, and Brandy.

Now, Bertha was definitely on the hefty side. She might not fit at first, and it’d be a heckuva mess for the others to clean up, but Chica eyed her anyways.  Sandy on the other hand was short and safe, with a little meat.  Paula was a fair compromise-porky, but not too obese.  Winner winner, pizza dinner.

The orphanage had paid for a cheese pizza, as well, so Chica returned to her kitchen. Chica’s Party World was a novel experiment-it was the first restaurant to be governed by animatronics! There were humans there at night of course, but everything from the food to the security systems was overseen by the restaurant’s own performers. It was a smashing success.  Chica, of course, was in charge of the food. Pigpatch organized the entertainment, while Chip provided the music.

Making a pizza was programmed into her, so Chica planned her next move while she pounded out the dough, squeezed some tomato sauce, and sprinkled the cheese onto it.

“Now wait just one darn minute,” Chica thought. “How will I get that girl into my kitchen?”
Then it hit her- Pigpatch. Chica was so absorbed in thought she forgot to change her insides’ settings to “bake”, and as a result the pizza was shredded to pieces. As she prepared a new pizza-this time managing to bake it-Chica began to plan.

She came to the Party Room thirty minutes later. Pigpatch and Chip were already on stage, playing music. The children tore into the pizza with relish, as Chip and Chica exchanged nods. They divided the children into two groups. Chica’s group was the one that ended up with Paula, Connor, and Sandy while Chip took Stacy, Jimmy,  Bertha, and Brandy. While he took them on a tour of the Beaver Ball Pit, Chica took her group to the kitchen.
Chica said that she wanted to show them how the pizzas were made. They didn’t want to go.
Connor wanted to go with Chip, Paula wanted to finish her pizza, and Sandy didn’t care, she just wanted to go back to the orphanage.  They began to make a scene,

They were interrupted by loud squealing. Pigpatch sauntered down the hallway, as Chica began to tug on Paula’s arm. They had gotten so far; it was too late to turn back now. Pigpatch and Chica guided the group into the kitchen, just as Chip prepared to show his termite room to the children.

Once inside, Pigpatch blocked the exit while Chica changed back from the oven setting, and exposed her torso. Within her, a cacophony of gears and blades began to sing, as she fed Paula into the grinder.