[A/N: I'm so sorry. I don't have an excuse for why I wasn't on, so I'll just apologize and post 2 chapters.]

{ Sylvia }

Persistent grey clouds hung low over the tall buildings, seeming close enough to touch and yet still so far.

Sylvia blinked, clearing the bright spots from her vision. How did those appear? The sun wasn't even out.

"TAXIIIIIIIIII" Gold yelled louder than necessary, earning him a few annoyed looks from passerby as a yellow car pulled up next to them. Freddy rolled his eyes at his brother, but the blonde just laughed as he opened the Taxi door. "You'll have to hail a second," he told Freddy.

"Why don't you do it?" Freddy asked. "You seem to be a lot better at it than I would be." He crossed his arms with a smirk.

It was Gold's turn to roll his eyes. He climbed into the taxi with Freddy, Foxy, and Edd, leaving all of the girls to hail their own taxi.

"uh... taxi?" Bonnie called, but the car sped past without a second thought.

"Bon, lemme do it," Chica said with a smile. "Taxi!" she yelled, waving her arm in the air to catch the attention of one of the drivers.

"I could've done that myself," Bonnie insisted, but Chica just shook her head and climbed into the Taxi.

All of the girls filed in after her and they were off to Macaroni Joint.

Sylvia sat by the window, looking out at the tall buildings and dull sky. She almost wished it would rain, but at the same time knew that it would probably put a damper on the trip.

After passing many tall buildings and short, squat ones, they arrived at a neat white building wedged in between two Motels. A glowing yellow sign read "Macaroni Joint"; the J's light out, and bird nests inside of the O's.

The boys were standing outside the door. Gold stood with his thumbs hooked on his pockets, his eyes following the occasional woman. Sylvia recalled her dad telling her how Gold was a pervert most of the time.

When the girls got out of the taxi and the yellow car drove off, Skylar smiled. "Who's ready for mac?" she asked, inclining her head toward the building.

"I sure as hell am," Gold said, tearing his gaze from a woman that had passed by and offering his adopted daughter a lopsided smile.

"What're we standing out here for, then?" Chica demanded. "I'm starving! Let's eat!"

Freddy laughed and put his arm around his wife as they entered the restaurant.

The smell of pasta and cheese hit Sylvia's nose and she couldn't help but smile a little. She hadn't realized how hungry she was until she smelled food.

"So," Gold said, pointing to the menu, which hung above the counter. "You can just order a bowl of whatever-you-like, or you can build your own bowl. Y'know, put on your own seasonings and all that nice stuff."

He and Skylar were the only ones brave enough to build their own bowls.

Sylvia got herself a normal bowl; American cheese. It was plain and simple, just how she liked it.

Orders placed, the ten shuffled over to a pair of booths. The adults slid into one, the children occupying the other. Their drinks were placed in front of them not even a minute later.

As the others engaged in talk about the city and all of the sights, Sylvia silently sipped at her soda.

"We should see the Statue of Liberty!" Elliot said, bouncing excitedly as she drank some of her juice.

"Been there done that," Skylar said, leaning back. "It's just a green statue covered in pigeon poop. Not much to see, really. They don't even let you inside of it anymore. They haven't in like thirty years."

"Oh," Elliot said, her face falling. She twisted her straw in between her fingers, looking down.

"I mean, we can go see it if you want, I-it's just... sorry," Skylar apologized, scratching her chin in embarrassment.

"No, it's alright," Elliot assured her. "You didn't mean it. Living in New York, you must get tired of hearing that."

Skylar chucked. "Heh, yeah."

The macaroni was finally finished and served in big, steaming black bowls. Sylvia felt her stomach growl, urging her to hurry up and eat something.

The macaroni was extremely good. Sylvia finished hers first, causing Edd to laugh and ask her if she was still hungry.

She smiled at her brother and elbowed him playfully.

Elliot had also finished hers, but Belle had stopped halfway through and started texted, her face emotionless as she typed on her phone's keyboard.

"You gonna eat that?" Elliot asked, pointing at her sister's bowl.

"Huh? What? No," Belle said, not even looking up from her phone.

Elliot whooped quietly as he slid the bowl across the table to rest in front of her, then proceeded to dig in. Belle continued to type, not paying attention to anyone else at the table.

"Who're you texting?" Skylar asked, leaning to her right to try and see Belle's phone screen.

"What? Oh. A friend from back home," she answered, only glancing sideways at Skylar before returning to the screen. "His name's Cory. He's a little annoying but he's cool."

"Why don't you stop focusing on people back at home and talk to the people right in front of you?" Elliot asked in an irritated voice, crossing her arms. She had finished the second bowl of macaroni, for there wasn't much left anyway.

Belle turned off her phone and stuck it in her pocket, her eyes locked with her sister's in a glaring contest. "Alright, fine," she said, albeit grudgingly.

The parents, who sat a table away, were yelling and laughing and having a good time. It's not every day you see the adults acting worse in public than the children.

Finally everyone finished their food and stood, ready to leave.

"Alrighty!" Gold said, stretching his arms. "Who wants to know what the surprise is?"

"I do. I hope it's not one of your bad ideas again," Freddy said.

Gold waved him off. "It's not! This'll be so much fun!"

"Well, spit it out already, dad!" Skylar said, crossing her arms and shifting her weight to her left foot.

"Okay, okay," Gold said, smiling like a little kid. "So there's this place that opened up about a week ago. I thought you kids would enjoy it. I've got enough money, and it's not too far from here. It's based off of a place Freddy, Foxy, Bonnie, Chica and I used to hang out when we were you guys' age."

"What is it?" Belle and Edd asked at the same time, then shared an amused glance.

Gold was rubbing his hands together, his eyes shining with excitement. "It's called Fazbear's Fright: Horror Attraction."