[Verse 1] The clock strikes late, the house is still, Vash4-2-0’s stomach gives a thrill. He creeps into the kitchen, turns on the light, And suddenly, the room’s alive tonight! The fridge starts hummin’, the toaster grins, "Hey, Vash! What’s up? We’ve been waitin’!" [Chorus] Talking kitchen tools, they’re out of their minds, Whiskers wigglin’, blenders aligned. Vash asks the questions, they answer with flair, In this midnight kitchen, the conversation’s rare! [Verse 2] The blender swoons, "Smoothies all day!" The kettle whistles, "Hey, let’s play!" Vash leans in, curious and bright, "Blender, if you could, what would you fight?" "Bananas, man!" it says with a grin, "They’re always slippery, they always win!" The toaster chuckles, "Toast is my game, But bread’s always burned, it’s such a shame!" Chorus (Repeat) [Bridge] The stove pipes up, "You know what’s weird?" "What’s that?" Vash asks, leaning near. "Fire’s my job, but I’ve never been burned, What’s the deal with that? It’s kinda absurd!" The microwave hums, "Zap, zap, zap, I’m the fastest chef, no need for a cap!" [Verse 3] The fridge is chill, "I’m cool, I’m neat, But sometimes I wonder, what’s behind my shelves?" Vash shrugs and says, "Maybe some cheese? Or a Tupperware mystery from the 90s!" The spoon in the drawer sighs with a song, "I’m always stirrin’, but I never belong. In soups, in cereal, in every single bite, But nobody ever holds me tight!" Chorus (Repeat) [Outro] The clock ticks on, the night gets thin, The kitchen grows quiet once again. Vash grabs a cookie, takes a happy bite, "Later, friends," he says, "Goodnight!" And as the lights dim, the kitchen crew whispers low, "Vash… you’re welcome back anytime, you know."
