"Why is Gabriel looking at us like we're weird," Joy asked, "Did we say something wrong?"
"I don't know," Anger grumbled, "But if he keeps looking at us like that, I'll make sure he can't look at us at all!"
"It's hard to decide since Disgust isn't around," Sadness pointed out, "She usually decides whether if what we say is alright or not."
As Sadness was talking, Fear came from behind and approached the console.
"Hey Fear," Joy greeted, "Where'd you disappear off to? And where's Disgust?"
"Ummm..." Fear started.
Then, Disgust burst into the control room.
"What did you all do wrong," Disgust yelled.
"Hi," Joy greeted, "Where'd you go just now?"
"Not important," Disgust brushed off, "Why is Gabriel half looking at us like we're insane, half looking at ?"
"We don't know," Sadness lamented.
"Well don't worry," Disgust reassured, "I'll fix this."
"And it just stayed in my head all day," Barton complained, "I mean, it was so annoying. Haven't you ever had some annoying buzzing noise just stuck in your head."
"Yeah," Gabriel complained, "I got an idea of that."
"Really," Riley came back, "You must have got it from hearing yourself talk."
"Aaaiiigghhhh," Sean yelled, "Sick burn Riley."
"That's where you're going huh," Gabriel sarcastically replied, "You're going there? Cause I'd prefer to be right here, but now you're insisting that I follow you out there."
"Great," Fear yelled, "Now look what you've done. You made him mad."
"I can fix that," Disgust angrily replied while pressing a few buttons.
"Calm down,"Riley moaned, "Just put your pants back on."
"I ain't calming down until I show you the meaning of respect," Gabriel replied.
"Sheesh," Riley moaned, "Who put a pair of pliers on your eyeballs?"
"Strange," Gabriel contemplated, "I thought hockey players were supposed to have guts. Maybe you left them back in Minnesota." Riley instantly lost her cherub like demeanor.
"Did he just say..." Disgust stammered.
"Oh that is it," Anger yelled as he stepped in front of the control panel, "Time to show this jackass Riley Anderson's wrath."
"OK," Riley shouted, standing up, "You wanna dance? Let's dance."
"Whoa," Gabriel complained, "Sit back down. I was just kidding."
"You took a bit too far on that last one," Celeste pointed out.
"Alright," Gabriel complained, "Don't get your panties in a twist. I'm sorry. Didn't mean to offend your core or whatever."
"You have offended my entire lineage," Riley states, with an intense stare, "I demand satisfaction."
Gabriel attempted to back away, but Riley stepped towards him with her intense stare, giving him a fright.
"Alright fine," Gabriel griped, "What do you wanna do to defend your honor or whatever?"
"I'm going to do more than defend my honor," Riley proclaimed, "I'm going to steal your title."
"You mean," Gabriel gasped.
"Best backwards ice skater in the world probably," Sean gasped.
"Also the stupidest title in the world probably," Celeste remarked.
"Yup," Riley remarked, "That's the one."
"I don't know Riley," Sean warned, "You may not be ready for that."
"I don't know about this," Fear stammered, "This seems really dangerous. I've already thought of about thirty different ways Riley could get hurt by doing this."
"I suppose your right," Anger mocked, "We can just let Riley be a rig and have her friends walk all over her and say whatever they want to her for the rest of her life."
"There we go," Fear complimented, "I like the sound of that." Anger then slammed Fear against the control panel, knocking Fear to the ground.
"You wanna have some fun punk," Anger growled, "I'll show you my wild side." Anger than threw down two switches on the control panel.
"I'll get my skates," Riley growled.
A few minutes later, Riley had put on her ice skates and a blindfold, standing in front of the ice rink.
"You ready," Gabriel asked.
"Let's do this," Riley stated.
"Be careful," Barton mumbled.
Gabriel and Sean then gave her a little push onto the ice. Riley then did a slight turn to the right and waited. Sean then got out his phone and set up a timer app.
"Ready," Gabriel asked.
"Ready," Riley answered. Sean then started the timer.
"Go," Gabriel shouted. Riley then started skating backwards at a somewhat slow pace.
"OK," Fear panicked, "I think that if we stay at this pace, we will not die."
"Yeah," Anger pointed out, "We could stay at this pace if we want everyone to think we're boring. Let's do something!"
"Anger's has a point," Joy negotiated, "Maybe we could go a little faster." Riley then sped up a bit, to about a walking speed.
"30 seconds," Sean announced, "Stay up for another 2 minutes, 30 seconds and you'll break the record."
"We'll probably fall before then," Sadness lamented, "Then we'll be a laughing stock."
"We are not going to fall over," Joy encouraged.
"Yeah," Anger added, "Here. I'll prove it." Anger than pressed it a button on the control panel, making Riley decide to do a jump into the air.
"Watch out," Barton screamed.
It was to late though. Before she could even question what the problem was, Riley banged her head against the glass of the ice rink, then falling to the ground.
"Oh my gosh," Fear screamed, "What happened?"
"I think we hit the wall," Joy responded, "Let's get our blindfold off!" Joy hit a few buttons on the control panel.
"The blindfold is still on," Fear screamed, "What's going on? Did Riley even move?" Then, the depths of Riley's mind got dark.
"Riley fell asleep," Sadness pointed out.
"What is happening," Fear screamed, now in full panic mode.
"Guys," Joy concluded, "Riley's out cold."
"What have I done," Anger lamented.