Summer, July 5th 2035, Thursday – HoneyHouse BBQ

3:00 PM

Roxanne, Chica and Gregory made their way to the restaurant, it was only a block away from the Fredbear Lux, they walked instead of taking Roxy's car. As the two animatronic women walked down the street casually with the boy by their side, a couple people recognized them, mostly parents, with a couple of young adult fans and stopped them for their autographs, which they we're polite about for the most part.

Although admittedly while Roxanne loves getting attention from her fans, especially the older crowd, she was getting slightly annoyed with the constant interruptions to their conversation amongst each other and their walk to the restaurant. Chica was feeling it too.

"Oh thank you so much Roxy! My daughter watches all your streams and your live performances!" A young woman walks away with an official brand Roxanne Wolf plush signed by the wolf herself.

"Chica, your such an inspiration for my son. He wants to workout, learn the guitar and become a professional chef at a five star restaurant someday. Thank you so much for this, you have no idea how much this will make his day." A man said walking away with a Glamrock Chica action figure signed by her. While Chica was silently annoyed at the interruptions, statements like these from parents of kids that looked up to her melted her metal heart.

Gregory was trying to be patient and wanted other kids to get attention from them, but even he was a little annoyed that the three of them couldn't have a normal walk down the city streets enjoying the sunny afternoon amongst themselves, but he understood that this problem came with stardom weather you were a human or a highly advanced animatronic, if you had celeb status, you had to deal with the problems that came with it.

I really shouldn't be complaining too much, I am one of the few kids that actually knows the band on a deeply personal level. I can spend time with them anytime I want, these kids don't have that kind of privilege.

Finally the majority of folks on the street, left them alone. The 3 continued their walk to HoneyHouse BBQ.

"Maybe we should have taken the car, huh Rox?" Chica asked looking at the wolf.

"Yeah but then we still would have had to find a place to park, that would have taken another half hour going by my system calculations of today's traffic patterns. In short, it would have been a major pain in the ass Chi Chi. But I do admit, if I were human, my hand would be cramping from the amount of signatures I've had to sign." Roxanne commented.

"At least some guy is not asking you sign his left butt cheek. Or some girl sign her chest." Chica joked.

"Wait…people actually ask for that? Weird." Gregory said.

"We get some weirdoes Gregory, like some really weird folks." Chica said.

"Sounds like it but at least you have some really cool fans who aren't as weird. Like the ones who make really detailed fanart of you and post it on that website….was it Deviant or Rule..something. I can't remember what the older kids told me…" Gregory said.

"Deviantart!" Roxanne quickly responded with cutting him off.

"Um…yeah! That's the site!" Gregory said.

Holy shit Roxy you just saved this kid from being exposed that weird group of fans we don't talk about. Pup-cup's brain doesn't need to be exposed to that madness. I'm not ready to have to explain to Vanessa why Gregory saw a drawing of Freddy and I doing the horizontal monster mash.

"Yes, Gregory, your talking about Deviantart. That's the site." Chica said fake giggling to hide her embarrassment.

Holy crap that was a nice save Rox. The hatchling is too young for that, not to mention, it's going to be awkward as all hell to explain.

"…Yeah they post some really cool art on there. Not all of our fans are creepy at least. Haha." Roxanne said. If she was capable of blushing she would be right now.

"Anyway, Gregory, we do love our fans, but sometimes we do wish they gave us some space. I guess we're so used to walking around back at home in Hurricane without anyone bothering us, because well, everyone there knows us." Chica said.

"And here it's cause they only know you as Roxanne Wolf, the fast wolf that is the best at everything, not Roxanne Wolf, the tough but caring wolf lady, and Glamrock Chica, the food loving rocker chick, not Glamrock Chica, the nurturing and well meaning positive chick." Gregory said.

"Aww thanks Gregory." Chica said with a smile.

"Pup-cup this is why your my favorite." Roxanne said smiling.

They made it into the restaurant. And waited at the front desk to be seated.

"Hi will it be three people today?" The hostess asked.

"Yes please." Roxanne said.

"Follow me please." The hostess brought them over to a nice table in a corner area near a front window. All three sat down as the woman said their server would be over soon.

The restaurant had a sports pub atmosphere with tvs showing various live games. The party looked at their menus. Roxanne and Chica already knew what they wanted since they looked up the menu way before planning on going to the restaurant. They were waiting on Gregory.

"So anything I want?" Gregory asked.

"Anything you want honey. We are good for it. And any extras you don't finish, you can box up and take back to our room at the hotel for later." Chica said.

"Your going to love it Greg." Roxanne said.

"Awesome! The chicken and ribs looks good." Gregory then realized he just asked for chicken, while in the presence of Chica.

"Oh…Sorry Chica…" Gregory said.

"Greg, hun remember, I'm not a real chicken, I eat chicken on my pizza all the time. Don't be afraid to order it, it sounds good!" Chica said.

Their server, Bobby, a young man was approaching their table.

"Hi I'm Bobby, I will be your server today, can I start you off with something to drink or any appetizers?" The server asked.

"Soda for me, no apps." Roxanne said.

"Same here, soda, no apps." Chica said.

"Ginger Ale?" Gregory said.

"Okay, I'll get those out. Did you already know what you wanted for your meal or did you guys need a minute?" Bobby asked.

"Actually we're ready." Roxanne said.

They ordered their meals, Roxanne getting ribs, Chica getting Chicken like Gregory, the server putting those in. While they waited they looked at a news broadcast on the tv.

"We are here in Hurricane for a surprise joint press conference at Silver Parasol Incorporated, with CEO Veronica Ashford and local police chief Dan Bradley. We speculate this is about today's incident involving a rogue animatronic. We are awaiting for their arrival as officials prep for the conference." News reporter Vivian Gonzalez said.

"What the hell?" Roxanne said out loud.

"Escaped animatronic?" Gregory asked.

"Excuse me sir, can you turn up that tv for a moment?" Chica asked their server politely. There wasn't many patrons in the restaurant so it was not an issue for them to do her the favor. The server had the hostess adjust the volume on the tv.

"Oh here she is CEO Veronica Ashford, let's listen in." Vivian said as the camera zoomed in on the podium in a conference room inside the HQ building. Press filling the room. The blonde young woman with straight long hair, blue eyes with perfect skin in a black business suit and heels stepped up to the microphone.

"As many of you heard today, we had an unfortunate incident involving a new type of prototype animatronic we were developing escaping our lab. I want to assure you, we are doing everything we can and working very closely with local law enforcement to capture the animatronic. And I want to assure you our staff members that were injured during the incident will make a full recovery from their injuries. Our hearts go out to the families of any victims of today's incident. And we will happily work with any families to ensure their loved ones are honored free of charge. This incident, shouldn't have happened, and we will work to tighten our security policies to ensure this never happens again. Chief Bradley will now provide an update on the case." Veronica Ashford stepped down as the Hurricane police chief stepped up.

"Good afternoon everyone, at approximately 1:30 PM today, we received reports of a large realistic looking wolf model animatronic with a small part of it's endoskeleton exposed running amok on Henry Ave. It had escaped through a loading dock that was not secured at the Silver Parasol's research facility. Several people were injured in various car accidents as it was reported as leaping across the road with ease, using the cars as points to jump off from. It has destroyed every vehicle it landed on during the incident, several people on the street we're violently mauled by the creature, they have extensive injuries but will make a full recovery. The creature was last spotted in the wooded neighborhood of Crestwood st. It has since escaped into the wilderness. Our teams are trying to track the creature down, Silver Parasol's tech teams are working with us by tracking the creature via it's GPS unit. Unfortunately, the creature can't be remotely disabled, but we are told it's new sugar based battery will provide a charge for up to 48 hours, after which, it will shut down on it's own making retrieval easier. We are being told that it will attack any children that is in it's sight, as well as small animals. We are also being told it's prototype AI is simple and it prefers to roam more at night then during the day. Please keep your children and pets indoors until we capture the creature. If you spot it, DO NOT approach, DO NOT alert it to your presence, it will attack you on the spot. Get to a safe enclosed area and call police immediately. Silver Parasol has been extremely cooperative throughout the investigation and will continue to work with us. We do not have any more info at this time." Chief Bradley said. A flurry of reporters then asked questions.

"Why was Silver Parasol developing this model in the first place?"

"Why were proper safety protocols missed?"

"Ms. Ashford is it true your company was involved in an incident involving a fire near an abandoned home close to a rival companies' warehouse?"

"Chief Bradley, why is it incidences like these are still being allowed to happen in 2035? Does there need to be more government oversight on animatronics? What about the safety of our nations children?"

"Chief Bradley, do you think we need a ban on certain types of animatronic models? The national ban on Afton Robotics Fox model's after the incident of 87 comes to mind. Should this ban be re-enacted for current brands and include wolf models?"

"Sorry, no more questions at this time." Officials and the CEO walked out of the room ignoring the press.

The wolf, chicken and child stood there in disbelief of the shitshow they just saw.

"Great. And as usual, they will somehow get away with it." Roxanne said dryly.

"A large wolf model? Rox, you don't think?" Chica said.

"No. It can't be Jason, he's gone, plus how the hell would Silver Parasol get ahold of that? His wolf endo was destroyed in the lab explosion." Roxanne said.

"Plus Chica it said realistic. From what mom told me about Jason, his shell was still sorta cartoony like both of your shells." Gregory said.

"No no…I mean the other wolf model…Rox I'm talking about the one Afton had schematics for but never got to build it. Remember we had found out at the warehouse raid, other things aside from the 5 glamrock endos on the truck we're stolen. Like old blueprints." Chica said whispering.

"Chica, you think Silver Parasol was involved in the raid on our warehouse in St. George?" Roxanne asked quietly.

"Okay girls, I'm slightly confused. What wolf model are you talking about? I know it's not Jason and I know it's not you Roxy." Gregory asked.

"Gregory, I don't know if Vanessa ever told you, but a long time ago before you or any of us at this table existed, her grandfather when he was alive was working on a prototype animatronic known as Twisted Wolf. Roxanne, was never the first real wolf model that was designed by Fazbear Entertainment. It was meant to be the most realistic animatronic for it's time. Afton never got to build it, but the blueprints exist. We had a copy of those stored at the warehouse, and it was the only copy. I have a feeling that if Silver Parasol was involved in it, which we have yet to find a concrete way to trace it back to them, it wouldn't surprise me if they use those stolen blueprints to build a newer advanced animatronic." Chica said.

"And you think this thing their talking about is a completed Twisted Wolf on the loose? If it is, why would it be so feral? Like a beast or ferocious rabid animal? It should have the same level of advanced AI you both have." Gregory asked.

"I don't know. That's what doesn't make sense to me. Why would it's systems be that primitive? It's almost as if…" Chica was about to finish until Roxanne finished for her.

"It was programmed to be like that on purpose. As if it didn't need our advanced AI, and only a simple directive. To achieve one simple goal." Roxanne said with a serious expression.

"Rox are you suggesting it was released on purpose? Like to go after a specific target?" Chica said coming to the same conclusion.

"Yeah. I have a bad feeling about this Chi Chi." Roxanne said.

Their food arrived at the table. Roxanne tried to lighten the mood up again and wanted Gregory to get to enjoy his first BBQ experience.

Chica was already going to town on her BBQ chicken. In between bites, she told Gregory how tasty it was. Gregory took his first bite, getting sauce all over this face.

Roxanne took out her iPhone and took a photo of him with the sauce all over.

"Hey!" Gregory said.

"Annd…I'm gonna post on my Instagram that as Pup-cup's first BBQ and I'm going to tag you in it." Roxanne said grinning.

"Hey I don't make a mess like that all the time. Plus what if the kids at school see it?" Gregory said.

"Relax, I wasn't really going to post it. Here. Wipe your face, and will take a better photo." Roxanne said handing him a napkin. He wiped his face. Then to his surprise, both the lady wolf and lady chicken leaned in close to him, but he couldn't help but smile when Roxanne was taking a selfie of all three of them spending time together. They looked at the photo together.

"So Pup-cup, is that one a keeper?" Roxanne asked.

"For sure." Gregory said smiling.

She saved the photo, then posted it on her Instagram account, tagging Chica and Gregory with their account handles.

Roxanne's iPhone was then ringing again, except this time it was Freddy. Her smile went away because part of her had a feeling it had to do with what was on the tv.