You sat across the yellow chicken, grimacing at all the pizza stuck to her. You slowly peeled pizza off her one by one. You jumped back and gagged when you saw a gigantic wood roach crawl out of her mouth. "Oh my-" You held your hand to your mouth and reached up to spray the roach killing chemicals, covering your mouth with your shirt. Chica suddenly opened her beak, making you gasp. "I thought she was turned off." You mumbled, through the fabric of your shirt.