Kitchen Fnaf Novels & Stories

Ah, there! Neal felt happy that he found the kitchen himself. Ahem...not himself..but, he took the right directions right? Neal stepped inside the vast kitchen in awe. It was red and white themed with a huge island at the center. Why do they need two fridge? Neal wondered, gaping at the large electronic devices. There was a sliding door of glass on the left side. Neal had a glimpse of the backyard. The whole place was neat and cleaner than Arjun's room. Neal's wandering eyes stopped at the chubby man in blue t-shirt and khaki trousers. He was washing vegetables, back turned towards Neal. It seems like the man didn't acknowledge his presence even after he cleared his throat.

i said, making sure that i was quiet that only he got to hear me. To took my banana, peeling it for me and cutting up my meat nicely. “thank you” i said, my head down, as i avoided looking at any of the people in the kitchen directly. “the door opened, somebody entering probably to get food or something, not that i minded. I mean there were about fifteen thousand people in this pack. It was not like i was going to be checking who and who entered the kitchen, but apparently, it bothered Kieren. His hands stopped mid-way, looking up with his magic going out of control which seemed unusal.

He had long legs that ate up the distance rapidly and Emma had to hustle to keep up so she wouldn’t be dragged along the floor. The test kitchen was set up like a high school home economics lab. It was actually six individual kitchens with their own sinks, ovens, mixers, and refrigerators. Each kitchen was a ‘U’ shape and three of the six were currently in use. Everyone stopped and stared as Jake pulled her into the room and headed for one of the unused areas. “Right,” he said, as he looked around, getting his bearings. “Um, Jake?” she said, looking at the other people staring at them.

“Fine. I’ll have my diner here. Just be sure to cook something nice or else I’m going to burn this little house of yours.” “I’m gonna start cooking now ^__^” I walked towards the kitchen again, leaving the three of them on the living room. What should I cook? Lucifer doesn’t eat sea foods so maybe I’ll just cook some vegetables and meat. “Papa! You’re so tall! You’re taller than our house and you’re even taller than Rafael!” Hercules said. Our house is just small and has one small room. The kitchen is just 10 meters away from the living room that’s why I can still hear them even if I’m here in the kitchen.

Chapter Sixty Jenna's POV Eleanor gives me a thorough tour of the place and takes her time to explain all the strange equipment, metals and fixtures. “This is the kitchen. Meals are prepared here. We store food in the silvery container, it keeps it cold for days, even weeks.” “The little box up there is the microwave. It warms up food real quick.” Eleanor moves out the door, and I follow suit, looking about as I try to acquaint myself with the facility.

" I reached for his cheeks out of curiosity, to touch. It was definitely hard. "Okay, fine. You’re not human." I let go, nodding to myself. I guess that if the world was big enough to have systems and rebirth, maybe it was big enough to have a planet of suit-wearing robot kids. "So… where’s the food? The house is great, but the kitchen is empty and I'm starving." Fred looked at the kitchen and then back at me, with a totally nonchalant look. "That, you will have to handle yourself. My programming is very specific, Miss Zella. I handle cleaning, maintenance, and renovations. I do not handle grocery shopping. That is your task."

“And that’s the lake where Daddy teaches combat—” My stomach growled, interrupting her tour. “Sorry. Should we get some food?” “Fine.” Her enthusiasm dimmed. “Kitchen’s downstairs.” We descended through the elevator. When the doors opened, I stepped into the kitchen. Multiple ovens lined one wall, and a center island big enough to serve an army dominated the space. “Mind if I cook something?” I asked, opening the fridge. Annie shrugged, parking her chair by the counter. I pulled out vegetables, noting how everything was labeled.

Silence. The kitchen’s aroma drew her in, and she nearly groaned. This was a chef’s dream—gleaming wooden cabinets that blended with the natural surroundings, a massive stove, and double ovens that screamed serious cooking. Nita loved baking, though she wasn’t on Tally or Gerri’s level. She hadn’t poisoned anyone yet, so that was a win. This kitchen alone earned her mystery date points, even if he was a no-show.

She's determined to cook whatever she sees in the kitchen, she won't mind eating her burnt offering all in the name of food. The kitchen was so big, it had two freezers. One is basically to store all cooking items while the other is for drinks. She went to the kitchen clueless, thinking that's how easy it was to perform kitchen magic because she has heard Heena speak about how the first thing she set her eyes on in the kitchen inspired her for the cooking. Avie thought of doing the same.

Weston snatched it from his palm and placed it in his pocket, glaring at him. "Don't do that again, Fritz. I'll break your neck," he muttered with a vicious look on his face. Fritz grinned and leaned towards him, whispering into his ear, "Just as I thought." Weston smiled but didn't say a word while Fiona glared at him. Their mom led everyone towards the breakfast table and Isabella was too busy serving and making breakfast for all to interact with any of them. Francesca too helped them. "How can you guys manage to cook? I'll keep a chef for myself when I become a doctor, " said Fiona with a shrug, leaning on the door of the kitchen and watching them.