Hurricane, Utah

Pizzaplex 2F – Rockstar Row – Chica's Apartment

Friday, December 21th2035

7:30 AM

It was morning, Vanessa and Gregory had slept on Glamrock Chica's pull out couch in her living room. Chica made them breakfast then for her it was off to her morning martial arts training routine. Vanessa and Gregory showered, got dressed, and then planned out their day. Gregory would be spending the day in the West Arcade with Bonnie keeping him company, to get his mind off things for a little, while Vanessa was continuing to work in her office, with Berry, attend meetings, without the OAOS, and just company members trying to formulate a plan to go deal with the Afton and Vanny situation. Maria, aka Faux Chica was now in these confidential, off the books, company meetings along with Moon, Kellen, Heather, Berry and Foxy, giving her whatever intellence she has on Afton, his mansion and another base of operations of his, that Berry has set foot on before covertly in the past to take pictures of what was there. The USB flash drive that Elizabeth had left her a few months ago was helping with their case. It contained a treasure trove of documents and data regarding Afton, and Vanny's experiments. The documents also contained lists of names of people in high ranking positions of power in government and in large enterprises that may have had involvement in helping Afton and Vanny evade the law and stay under the radar. Some of the data was encrypted unfortunately, but Kellen, Heather and Moon were working around the clock to defeat the encryption algorithm. Whatever data the encryption was protecting had to be a big deal in comparison to the vast list of people and the experiments.

While everyone was working on gathering more information and trying to formulate a plan, Chica was alone in her Mazercise attraction, it was still early and no customers were in yet, since the Pizzaplex was opening late today.

Chica was wearing black sweat pants, a black sports bra, bearing her flat stomach and belly ring, and white sneakers. She had tossed her black sweat jacket over a chair near the juice bar that wasn't even staffed yet.

She grabbed her iPhone out of her pants pocket and opened up the music app, bringing up her training playlist, she paired her phone to the Bluetooth module inside her head, playing the audio directly into her head. Her HUD indicating the iPhone was now connected.

Cue track:

ANEMONE by P*Light

She started with a couple of stretches, even if she didn't need to do them as a robot, she felt good doing them.

She approached a punching bag, wearing a more thicker tactical version of her green fingerless gloves, started hitting it with quick jabs. It wasn't for her own protection, more style if anything, she admits since hanging out with Roxanne and doing fashion together, Roxanne has rubbed off on her in some ways. She wore the gloves to protect the bag from her own force, given her inhuman levels of strength.

"Taa! Heyaa!" She grunted with each hit.

"Heh….you Chica models are all the same…."

She went in with kicks afterwards.

"Haa!"

"..sweet…innocent….weak"

Funtime Foxy's words kept repeating over and over in her head pushing her. She wanted to get better at fighting. She was not an expert martial artist like Roxanne or Monty, but wanted to get at their level.

"HAAAAA!"

Her sneaker making contact with the punching bag sending it flying into the wall with a loud bang, it smacked it then came back at her and she stopped it with her hand.

I'm not like any other Chica model. I'll prove it Funtime.

"I knew I heard you in here…."

Chica turned around to see Mangle walking in, in a black sports bra, exposing her flat pink and white stomach, her belly piercing showing with artificial muscle tone like Roxanne. She had on black sweat pants and black sneakers.

Chica paused her music.

"Oh hi Mangle. I was just trying to get a round in before I have to change and tend to customers…and still act like Freddy isn't missing…." Chica said.

"I figured you needed a distraction, so I get it. It's been hard for all of us…" Mangle said.

"I'm just…aggghhh….pissed at myself! Because I should have been able to defend the others that night. I could have prevented this if I was just….stronger." Chica said.

"Look, don't beat yourself up over what happened that night. None of us would have stood a chance against that group, there was too many of them, their weapons were too powerful and some of them were not exactly human. I'm just glad they didn't take you too." Mangle responded.

"Yeah but…the way that Foxy model…poured salt in the wound…..it just makes me want to prove it to him that I'm not like every Chica model. I'm not weak….Being kind or sweet, does not mean I have to be a punching bag. And I need to be better, even if it means I need upgrades to my internals, I need to be able to defend my friends and family when they need me the most." Chica said.

"Chica…I admire your drive….But if you really want to get better…." Mangle slipped on some black fingerless gloves and then got into a fighting stance.

"Huh? Mangle what are you…"

"Let me show you how it's done….Now come at me." Mangle said.

Cue Theme:

Tekken 7 OST: Forgotten Realm – Final Round (Ruin 65 2nd)

"Haha…Thanks Mangle…..HAAA!" Chica went to swing at Mangle, she blocked and deflected her strike with her elbow then followed up with a jab uppercut that Chica managed to stop with her hand.

"You are getting better Chica."

"I'm determined to beat that fox."

"I can see that, but just remember who you are training with." Mangle smiled then followed up with a sweep kick in an attempt to get Chica off her feet. Chica dropped back and did a back flip to evade. While she wasn't a fighter by nature, she was quite acrobatic to begin with due to her gymnastic ability she was originally built for. She was the mascot for Mazercise and the fitness attractions at the Pizzaplex.

"Did you forget I was built as a gymnast Mangle?" Chica said with a confident smirk.

"Of course not, I just wanted you to give me enough distance." Mangle said.

"Wait, for what?"

"This!" Mangle ran then leaped into the air, delivering a flying kick to Chica who got out of the way in time for Mangle's foot to go into the wall that was behind Chica. Her foot was now stuck in the hole she made in the sheetrock..

"Holy shit Mangle, are you trying to kill me!?" Chica yelled.

"Sorry…hun….I got carried away….but….can you help me get half of my leg unstuck from inside the wall?" Mangle asked.

"Yeah…hold on…" Chica said sighing. Chica has customers coming in to Mazercise, in about 20 minutes, she would have to cover the hole in the wall with a sign or poster for now until the maintenance team can come in to work on it.