Kitchen Fnaf นิยาย & เรื่องราว

There were no major changes but I can see that some of the appliances were moved to its new places. "I missed you, Fawnie," Travis said, grabbing my attention. "I missed you too, big boy," I said, winking. "I prepared some snacks for you, it's in the kitchen, you can now dig in," he said, motioning to the kitchen. My eyes then glowed with joy. "I thought you'd want me to buy, instead?" I teased. "I was just joking," he answered.

I also had other staff as house cleaners , cooks amongst others but Job was to do their duty and leave for their various houses . They are only contacted when am around especially the cooks . I walked in sighting my boys and ignoring their too many greetings and pleasantries . " Time to feast " I made my way to the kitchen, my favorite place. I opened the fridge and grabbed a water bottle and an orange from the counter .I looked over the basket and saw a little pen knife good riddance . I went into my room , and began to change my dresses. I got into my casual clothes , brought out my torturing tools and made my way silently to the underground basement .

Nia Bello has already left for the night to catch the subway back to her own pack lines. I unlock the heavy deadbolt and freeze at the sight inside my tiny kitchen. My twin alpha heirs are standing on wooden chairs in front of the high iron stove. Jalen is frantically scrubbing grease from the iron plates while Kairo is carefully dropping dry noodles into a boiling pot of water. The heat from the flame is far too close to his small hands. "Kairo! Jalen!" I scream, dropping my medical kit and rushing forward to yank Kairo down from the stool. "What did I tell you about touching the fire? You could have scorched your skin!"

Instead, my feet stopped moving completely, and I froze right in the doorway. The bright kitchen smelled absolutely amazing. Sizzling bacon, fresh eggs, and brewing dark coffee filled the air with a highly appetizing aroma. Standing directly in front of the large stainless steel stove was the incredibly dangerous Alpha of the territory. Kurt wore dark jeans and a tight gray shirt, and he had rolled the long sleeves up past his elbows to expose his thick, heavily muscled forearms. He held a metal spatula in his right hand, and he was flipping a large row of pancakes on a hot metal griddle. Little Leo sat quietly at the marble kitchen island, coloring a picture on a piece of white paper with b

Fiona continued without waiting for my response, " I have to leave to get the children from school. Can you please take care of your breakfast alone?" Pushing my thoughts aside, I wiped the tears from my eyes before using my loud voice, " I can manage, Fiona." She hummed before her footsteps dissipated from my doorway. Leaving the mental discussion of my life behind, I stood up from my stool, ready to get another piece of cheap cloth to represent myself as the slave of this pack. --- I peered into every utensil that was leftover in the kitchen. Except for leftover foods, nothing was seen anywhere around the kitchen.

“Hungry? Because I’m starving!” “Most definitely” Mason chuckles and takes up behind me. Following me out of the room and down the staircase towards the smell of freshly cooked food, a scent that had me drooling. “Good morning princess!” Gillian bows as Mason and I walk into the gigantic kitchen. It’s big but singular. Unlike the Moon palace’s main kitchen which boasts 3 ovens, five refrigerators, and then some. This kitchen only has one stove a built-in griddle and, what appears to be a walk-in fridge/freezer. The whole kitchen is decked out in white marbling from the floor to the countertops, with flecks of gold patterning the surfaces.

Lucia, as expected, doesn’t even blink. Frank peers over. “Ohhh, this is cruel. Rabbit, miso, black garlic, and – wait, is that durian?” I wince. “That’s just evil.” The clock starts, and the kitchen explodes into motion. Frank and I drift through the stations, taking in the chaos. Pots clatter, knives fly, flames roar. "Excuse me!" a chef yells, nearly knocking me with a pan. “Rude.” I mutter, sidestepping.

I huff at my brother, but I’m not angry just amused. “I have her now, ass-butt.” I chuckle sitting down next to them. Jase hands me my shake. Anymore I can’t stomach eating at school. The food is crap anyway and I prefer to have a delicious meal that Jase or I have cooked. “Am I cooking tonight, or are you?” I ask Jase who is handing Carley her food. “I can cook tonight,” Ransom pipes up. “Oh hell no are you allowed back in the kitchen, Ran! The last you meal cooked you set my range hood on fire,” I growl at our resident firebug. The man has a fascination with fire.

Kyana suggested, and they nodded their heads, leaving the two to do the work. "My kitchen is saved. It was close. I don't want my kitchen to burn again." Kyana mumbled, and Adrian laughed, remembering when once Pete and Dean tried cooking but instead burned down the whole kitchen. Kyana was so pissed that she made Pete and Dean clean the mess and restore the kitchen to its original form, or else they would be banned from entering the house for three weeks.

< KARINA'S HOME > Karina was in her kitchen making lunch for her and Kingsley. Kingsley was staying with her for a while cause he is avoiding mom. She was preparing a simple dish noodles and eggs. Kingsley walked into the kitchen and leaned on the door watching her cooking. "You are making noodles ? " He asked. "Yeah with egg " She answered. "Well I don't like boi....." "Boiled eggs Don't worry I know and I am gonna fry the eggs " Karina Said as she picked up eggs and gently broke it into a bowl.