A/N: Hello and Merry Christmas to everyone... well at least Christmas has struck on our side of the planet. Anyway, Christmas update =). It's pretty short though.

Chapter 4: Three weeks later...

It was a nice sunny morning, but not all is good in the house. Penny approached her mom with a bit of worry. "Mom, I think we need to take Bolt to the vet again."

"We just sent him to the vet a few days ago."

"Yeah mom, but I think he's lost his appetite or something. He won't eat the food I gave him."

Penny's mom looked at her daughter and gave her a tight hug. "Don't worry sweety, everything's gonna be okay." She then let go and grabbed her car keys. "Where are you going?" Penny asked.

"Back to the computer store. Turns out they've extended the 50% sale to a month and I'm going back there to buy us a printer. Take care honey, you be good in school. Love you." She said and she was gone. Penny looked at Bolt and gave a deep sigh. He still had not touched his food. Penny then slowly walked to her dog and gave him a tight hug. "I'm worried for you Bolt." She then let go as she slowly walked away. She faced him one more time. "You take care." She then walked to the exit door leaving for school.

After seeing his person leave, Bolt looked over at the food in his bowl. It looked odd to him for some reason as if it all suddenly seemed so different to him. He was no longer accustomed to the food he had been eating all the time. "You know, Bolt, you gotta eat something."

"Mittens, aren't you worried?"

"About what?" Mittens asked.

"You know, if the food you're eating… has the virus."

"I beg your pardon."

"The virus that turns you to a zombie."

"Oh, for the love of… Bolt, you are so gullible! The game you're playing is fake! There's no zombie apocalypse, no infection."

"What do you know, Mittens? For all you know, they could be out there."

"This is ridonculuos! You know what? You need a break from that thing. It really is liquefying whatever brains you have left." She exclaimed and left.

"Hey, where are you going?"

"You know what Bolt, forget it. If you want to get used to that life, then I won't stop you." She left, mumbling something about losing her appetite.

"Well you know what, who needs you!" Bolt yelled. "When the zombies start crawlin', don't come your way back to me!" He said while continued his way up toward Penny's room.

Mittens head out for the house exit broken-hearted. She felt replaced. Moreover, it felt that Bolt replaced them all over just for an appliance. As she left the house, Rhino was still glued to the television.

"… So doctor, what you're saying is that stressed out people have a bigger likelihood of developing sleep disorders.

Well Ted, we've got a new generation of people who stay up late playing computer games all night. It's definitely no wonder why the number of people with sleep disorders is rising in the country.

What kind of sleep disorders can we expect from these sleep-deprived people?

Any, insomnia, sleep terrors, somnambulism, you name it…"

"Oh please, as if." Rhino laughed about it. He then thought of changing the channel.

It was here where Albert Einstein first discovered

"Boring…"

In other news, the stock market

"Lame…"

Let's count to two hundred. Ready?

"Nah."

And that is where babies are born…

"Ewww. Gross."

Present Day…

"Where did they go?" The realization hit him. He was all alone. "I seriously need to stop watching too much on the magic box…" A sound falling to the ground was then heard. It was pretty audible. It sounded like it came from upstairs. He approached the stairs and looked up. He then slowly exited his ball and climbed upward the stairs. The second floor was getting dark. The lights were not on. It felt silent, but he could have sworn he heard the sound from up here. "Bolt? You there?" He slowly made his way to a room with a door slightly open. It was Penny's room. The hamster grew a bit nervous. "Bolt?" He slowly pushed the door and entered the room.

A/N: Oh, cliffhanger. I could've sworn I've forgotten how to do one lol. Anyways, enjoy the holidays =).