If Ruby could face down an entire pack of Grimm, why should a few robots scare her? Sure she wasn't allowed to use her weapon, but it's not like she was ever in any real danger right? There was just something about the place that made her feel uneasy, maybe it was the smell of the place, the lighting or the uncanny valley appearance of the main robot, Penny. There was something about her that looked so human yet so not that was actually kind of….

"Glad to see you back again", said the manager interrupting her thoughts as she arrived for her Wednesday shift, "anyway I think the old guy called in to leave you a few more tips, I guess I'll see you at six." He handed her the key once again, and she entered the office exactly as the clock struck midnight and pressed the button for voicemail.

"Hello, hello! Hey, you're doing great! Most people don't last this long! I mean, you know they usually move on to other things by now now…I'm not implying that they died. That's not what I meant…. Uhh, anyway, I better not take up too much of your time, uhh things start getting real tonight. Uh hey listen, I had an idea: If you happen to get caught and want to avoid getting stuffed into an old suit, uhh try playing dead. You know, go limp. Uhh, maybe they'll think you're an empty costume, instead. Then again, if they think you're an empty costume they might try to stud a metal skeleton inside of you. Which would not be very good, umm I mean unless you're into that sort of thing, uhh official company policy is to discourage works from forming relationships with the animatronics being the romantic or sexual…"

Ruby was blushing beyond belief and sat with her head on the desk and covering her ears, as he continued on about how the mechanics of….that might hypothetically work.

"Why does he have to go into such detail?", she asked aloud while scrolling through the cameras to check everyone's positions. After all, faunus were one thing but who in the world would actually be attracted to:

"A moldy human sized nevermore with a broken jaw"

"A rusty suit of armor that only speaks Spanish"

"A decaying Beowulf with a dying voice box"

"A petite ginger with eyes like emeralds…."

Her last unconscious description stunned her, it was as if that now it was said aloud she could never take it back even though she was completely alone. OR PERHAPS NOT! She heard the running of metallic feet to her left and immediately slammed the button for her left door. The banging and the yelling followed after like clockwork.

"Senorita, el poder se está agotando usted necesita tener cuidado si se queda sin la mujer le conseguirá"

Ruby had no idea what it was yelling but her fear ridden mind told her it must be something along the lines of eating her organs and Y2K. She wanted to keep that door closed forever but unfortunately she wouldn't have a choice as her power was now at 3%,2%,1%...

"Oh no", the lights all of sudden went out. The fan stopped spinning and she heard footsteps coming from all around the office, then she heard the jingle. In a single moment all other noises seemed to silence as Trocadero March swallowed up all ambient sound. Petrified she sat in her seat wishing that she had had more time in her life to do the things she wanted to to. She would never get the chance to kill one of those Goliath grimm, destroy a dance club like her sister, or see any of her OTP ships happen.

The alarm on the clock beeped as the time changed from 5:59 to 6:00 the powerline switched from reserve to direct line and children were heard cheering as the manager unlocked the door. He walked over to the office watching as the now docile animatronics were walking away.

"Rough night?", he asked noting the fact that the left metal door had been closed. Without another word she handed him the key and walked out the door toward beacon.