Three days has passed since the train left Rodney's home city. About a day and a half later, there was a portal that they worked on opening up. It allowed them to travel to the other side of the galaxy without much effort. Seeing the billions of stars around them as they floated through space was magical.

Something he wished Cappie and Fender was here to experience with him.

Rodney was feeling homesick already. He will give him a call as soon as he is settled in, how long that may take. He looked up at the ceiling while lying on his back. He was currently listening to can't stop the feeling by Justin Timberlake. It makes the train ride less boring and… annoying.

Carl and his wife argue about everything. Franky was really sloppy in his area and very obnoxious when calling his family and fiancée. Rodney couldn't wait to get to his destination.

When they were allowed to get up and walk around, he met some interesting robots during his exploration. He's made a few, possibly temporary, friends. They would usually visit each other during lunch hours to eat together.

Rodney was showing Perry, an aspiring singer one of his creations he made back when he first sent his application to MCA.

"And you invented that?" Perry gasped.

"Jeez, Perry, you act as if you've never seen inventions." His brother, Miles, groaned.

"Be quiet, Miles!" Perry huffed. "This guy has potential! I'm still amazed you got accepted to MCA!"

"Me too," Miles said. "Thousands of robots enroll there and only less than a few hundred are picked. You got really lucky, Rodney."

"I'm still surprised too," Rodney smiled. "Thanks for your support, guys."

"You're welcome!" Miles nodded. "It's too bad my brother and I are traveling further from Fandom City. We're heading to Melody City, where music is life."

"We might cross each other again, one day!" Rodney shrugged.

"I believe we will," Perry said. "We should really sign up for botbook."

"I'm going to head back to my room," Rodney said. "I'm feeling a bit bushed. Hopefully, I will be able to nap for a bit."

"Take it easy," Miles and Perry said in unison.

Rodney packed away his lunch and exited the brothers' cabin. When he went back to his cabin, it was locked. He rapped the door twice but there was no answer. He had to make sure it was the same four digit number on the door before knocking louder.

"Hey," he called. "Franky? Carl? Old Lady?"

There was silence. He slowly back up from the door confused. A bump on the ride caused him to fall backward and into the door of another cabin.

"Yowch," he sighed. "Where are my cabin partners…?"

"You knocked?" asked the owner of the cabin.

Rodney looked around to see a punk looking female bot with her arms crossed. She wore a scowl as she looked down on him. He got up and gave her a goofy smile.

"Sorry," he said. "My cabin mates aren't in their room. I was hoping to get in when a bump caught me off balance."

"Is one of them really wide?" she asked.

"Yeah," Rodney nodded. "Not to mention loud… and annoying."

"I saw him sniffing around the snack room," she rolled her eyes. "He took the key with him. The old couple was yelling out here not too long ago."

"What's your name?" Rodney asked.

"Sam," she answered and then slammed the door shut.

Rodney guessed she didn't want to go through twenty questions with him. After what seemed like forever, Franky returned with the key. Rodney wore a scowl upon his arrival.

"Where were you?" he asked.

"Sorry," Franky said, breathless. "That oily taco did not agree with me. Hoo, boy!"

Disgusted, Rodney headed to his bed in silence. He did not want to know about that. He put his head down to nap. He shut his eyes and tried to drift off to sleep when Carl barged in loudly.

Great. Here it comes. Rodney thought.

"You youngin's lockin' us old folk out," he roared. "I bet you had that planned all along! Why if I didn't need this walkin' stick, I – I – I would give you what fer!"

"Carl," his wife called in a warning tone. "Remember your pressure."

"To heck with my pressure, Mary," he huffed. "Fatso and Mr. Whatchamacallit there was conspiring t'get rid o' us!"

"Oh come on," Rodney sat up. "Don't lump me together with him. I was only hanging out with my friends. Franky was the one with the key. He's responsible for our cabin!"

"Hand over the key, fatso!" Carl hissed.

"My name is Franky!" Franky spat. "Until you say my name right, I will not give you the key!"

This sparked Carl to get angry even more. He refused to call Franky by his name. Rodney was unable to get the rest he wanted and instead had to listen to the other yell and scream their lungs out.

"Hey!" A voice called. "Helloooo?"

Rodney jumped out of his sleep. He looked around, seeing the cabin was empty. Carl wore a grumpy expression as Rodney climbed out of bed.

"Where is everyone?" he asked groggily.

"Outside waiting for you," Carl answered. "You sleep like a rock!"

"Well," Rodney started in a sassy tone. "I would have been able to nap if you just cooperated with Franky."

Rodney took his bags and followed Carl off the train. His eyes widened when he saw the massive colorful train station. The floors were shiny; the walls were painted a bright yellow. Stores were lined up on the opposite end of the train. Rodney looked for the rest of his luggage and then joined the crowd.

"There you are," the host greeted Rodney. "We were waiting for you. Welcome to Fandom City everyone! Before we get started on the tour, I need those not staying in the city to line up over there."

He pointed to the bus station that was located on the opposite end near the stores. Rodney waved to Miles and Perry who walked off with another host.

"I hope you all travel safely and thank you for riding the Unirail!" Their host bid the bots that left a farewell. "Now to introduce myself, my name is Marlon! I'm your host and I will be taking you around the station until our bus arrives."

"How long until the bus arrives," Franky inquired.

"Well, there was a delay," Marlon said. He began to mutter to himself. "It shouldn't take that long. An accident happened on one of the main routes. It should be about twenty minutes. That will give us enough time to cover the station. There's not much here but there are enough stores here for souvenirs and such!"

Marlon showed them around the station, allowed them to enter the stores. Rodney bought his first souvenir, a keychain that looked like an angel wing. When they gathered at the bus stop, their bus arrived.

They all showed their tickets and entered the bus. Rodney sat by the window. The same goth robot sat beside him.

"Awright," the bus driver began. His voice was gruff and heavy. He wasn't a robot either. It was Rodney's first time seeing something of another species. "Those heading to the central city sit at the front. It's only an hour away and it'll make things easier for all of us. The next stop is Droid City, Motherboard Centennial Academy."

The bus driver started the bus and traveled down the road.