I do not own the Loud House or Five Nights at Freddy's. All rights go to Nickelodeon and Scott Cawthon

When a police cruiser slowly pulled up right next to him at his street corner, and when the driver's side window lowered down to reveal officer Vanessa with a bit of a stern look. Bobby knew that he had his answer on how this night could get much worse than it did at the Loud House.

Maintaining a polite smile, Bobby politely tilted his head down. "Officer Vanessa. What do I owe this pleasant surprise?"

"I've been looking for you Mr. Santiago. Something dire has come up much earlier today regarding Freddy's?"

Something happened? What could have happened while he was off his shift? Did it catch on fire by some arsonist? "What exactly happened?"

"Someone broke in and vandalized the place." She answered in a much more colder tone, a great contrast to the joyful police officer he met last night.

"Vandalized! But how? I made sure the lock for the gate was firmly in place." It's utterly a mystery, unless of course; the vandals had a pair of bolt cutters with them, then there's a logical explanation.

"Seems like they got in through the side, garage type door. There wasn't a proper lock to hold it down in place, so they took that advantage to break into the building. I'm assuming you had no idea of this door."

"Certainly not officer. I fully expected that every other entrance to the building to be either firmly locked or blocked off." He bet this was totally going to come out of his paycheck just to cover up the damages those vandals have caused.

"Regardless. Even though you were off the clock during the incident. I'm afraid that I'm still going to have to write down a report over neglecting the proper locking of the property." She regretfully stated, much to Bobby's great panic.

"No please?! I can't have a criminal record on me! It won't look good for any future employment and I made a vow ever since junior boy scouts to never engage in criminal activity! You were with me last night! You saw me lock up! It's not my fault they didn't install a proper lock on one of the entrances!" By now he completely crumbled down onto his knees with his hands clamped together in front of his quivering lips and begging eyes. By all accounts; he looked like a sad puppy.

Watching him with a judgemental stare, Vanessa has seen a good number of people begging to be let off easy after being pulled over by her, mainly drunks or those who thought they can disobey the rules of the road, but Bobby. He really looked desperate and she had to admit; those puppy dog eyes were really getting to her.

"Your really set on keeping this job aren't you?" She asked him.

"Yes. Sure it may have just cost me the relationship with my beloved girlfriend, but I do need the money."

"Why? The pay from Freddy's is not exactly to come home to brag about to your friends and family."

"It's just that." Pausing for a moment, Bobby wasn't so sure to be sharing this personal information with someone he only just met last night. Then again; she is a police officer and they are supposed to listen to you when you have a problem. "Ever since my parents got divorced. Things have been really tough for us, we had to cut costs on several things; mainly on getting what we need from the grocery store, only go out to eat on special occasions, including family outings to the movies or a fun time at Dairy Land."

"Sounds very tough. I should know; my parents separated to." Vanessa stated in sympathy.

"I'm sorry to hear that. You definitely must know the struggle on supporting the family during this difficult time."

Leaning herself forward with one arm resting on the door, Vanessa couldn't begin to tell him on what her home life was like after or the lead up to her parents divorce. "You can say that. And I can see that with your dad gone. You took up the role of being the man of the house."

"I wanted to help my mom out as much as I can, so I figured what's a better way to do it then by taking up a couple of jobs to bring in the money. I love my jobs; don't get me wrong, but it can be very stressful on figuring out which schedule to maintain as so very often by the time I get done with one job, I have to get over to another one before I become tardy."

"Has it ever happened?"

"Nearly. Last week; I punched in at the swimming pool with just ten seconds to spare."

"Ten seconds?"

"I don't like being late. Not even for one second." He clarified.

"And you use this money to help pay the bills?"

"It greatly helps out my mom. Any spare money I have left, I safely put away for things I may want in the future."

"Responsible aren't you." Vanessa stated with a slight smirk. She's rather impressed for most guys around Bobby's age would spend that money on cars or on other things teenage boys would happily splurge on.

"Yes. So getting back to the original topic at hand." Getting back down on his knees, Bobby continues onwards with his plea for mercy. "Please don't write me up! My family's depending on my income!"

Vanessa considers on this outcome. It's her overall duty as an officer of the law to file up on these types of reports, however Bobby's faithful duties to his family made her greatly sympathize with his troubles. "I suppose it really wasn't your fault."

"Does this mean your going to let me off the hook?" He asked hopefully.

"Tell you what. Since you're such a nice guy, I'll let you off with a warning."

"Oh thank you officer Vanessa!" Getting back up, Bobby is just so grateful; he would've happily shake her hand, if she didn't point him with that stern look right then and there.

"Word of advice though. Next time make a very careful sweep for any other loose locks. We don't want any more break in's to occur."

"No mam." Bobby agreed with a playful salute causing her to laugh out a bit.

"Good. I'll be seeing you around." Rolling back up her window. Vanessa leaves Bobby to his business of walking his way back home and his thoughts of the massive clean up he's going to be doing when he gets to work later tonight.

Upon coming home, his mom was just in the middle of packing up her medical bag for work. Holding the third of the last items in her hand, she smiled brightly to her son. "Roborto. Your home a bit earlier than what I originally thought you would be."

"The Loud's had an unexpected event to take care of." Bobby lied, he couldn't exactly let his mother know that he royally screwed up tonight. He couldn't have her worry over him when she has to go to work pretty soon. He couldn't let that be added into his already guilty head.

"Event? What event did they have to take care of?" She asked while placing in the final items into her medical bag.

Thinking quickly, Bobby came up with the most believable lie. "Turns out their grandparents came to town for a surprise visit and needed to be picked up."

"Did they not have a car?" She question for it seemed a bit inconsiderate on coming to town without a car ready for them.

"They apparently forgot to rent up a car after exiting out of the bus." He hated to put the Loud's grandparents under the bus like this, but it was a necessary sacrifice.

"Hmm. Well Roborto. I'm sure you had a good time there for the time being. Right?" She asked with a smile.

"I sure did mom. The food was great, Lori's family was pleasant, and Mr. Loud absolutely loved the cowbell I got him."

"That's great." Lifting up her medical bag with the strap firmly locked around her arm. Maria knew that now was the time to ask Bobby her simple request. "By the way Roborto. I have a little favor to ask you."

"Sure mom. What do you need?" It probably was something small he can totally handle.

"I can't believe mom really wanted me to come with you." Ronnie Anne exclaimed as she watched the old buildings pass by her view of vision.

Driving down the road he very much came to recognize by now, Bobby honestly couldn't believe it either. Before she left for work, his mother had asked him to bring his sister along with him for work. She explained that she simply wasn't very comfortable on having Ronnie Anne all alone at the house in the dead of night. It already pushed her too the limit during his first night away from home, but what really pushed her to this decision was Bobby coming home with that wound. Clearly both of her children needed to be supervised and the best way for that to work out was by having Ronnie Anne being with Bobby during his night shift.

Truth be told. Bobby wasn't so sure about this idea for while he dearly loved his little sister and certainly didn't want her to be home alone at night either. He didn't want her to get hurt by any of the ghosts that may be haunting the place. She was tough, there was no doubt about that, but what can she do against ghosts?

He can only hope that those spirits are only going to be drawn to his dreams, he would very much rather have them with him then in his sister's dreams.

As for Ronnie Anne; she wasn't so keen on spending her night at a abandon pizzeria tainted by a terrible crime scene. She would very much rather be at home on her warm, cozy bed, watching YouTube videos on her laptop in the darkness of her room. The only positive thing to look forward to; was that maybe the arcade games would still be operational for her to play on.

"Well here it is." Bobby stated as Freddy's at last came into view.

Looking at it herself, the place was definitely different from how it once was during it's glory days. It's unkept, and unless it'll get torn down sometime in the future, more vegetation will keep on growing and growing until it finally took over the place.

The one thing that really stood out to her was that waving Freddy sign. She doesn't know why, but those eyes slightly creeped her out as they seemed to be looking right down at her. "Quite a place." She sarcastically remarked that only went over her brother's head.

"I know. It was such a fun place, you would've loved it. You know; if something undesirable didn't happen." He didn't need to fill his little sister's ears with the terrible crime scene that happened here years ago.

"You talking about the Missing Children's Incident? I already know about that." Ronnie Anne however exclaimed, much to the surprise of her brother.

"You do?"

"Yeah. I learned about it from Clyde. I wanted to tell you about it earlier before you left for the Loud's."

"Oh. So that's what you were trying to tell me." He grimaced for if only he stopped to listen to her, then he could've kept his big mouth shut and not destroy any relationship with both his girlfriend and her family.

Seeing the self loathing on her brother's face, Ronnie Anne had a good feeling on what happened at that dinner. "You mention that you worked here didn't you?"

Bobby could only nod his head. Ronnie Anne wanted to groan, but with the guilt written all over her brother, she held it in and instead let out her nurturing side by patting his back. "Look it was just a fluke. Admittedly a big fluke, but as long as you keep your distance and give both Lori and the family a huge apology. I think, repeat; I think they may forgive you."

"You think so?" Bobby asked with a slight hopeful smile.

"Sure. Unless of course; you said something else to offend them." Ronnie Anne replied, unknowingly causing more sadness for her brother as he did do that, but he wasn't going to say anything this time. There was simply no way she'll believe in his crazy ghost encounter.

"No. Nothing like that at all." He lied, which his sister can clearly see, but choose not to press on, something that Bobby took as a chance to leave this conversation before she can press it onwards.

"We should head in." Getting out of the car. He patiently waits for Ronnie Anne to take out her sleeping bag from the back of the car before then going up to him and entered the building together.

Coming into the main room, Bobby full on flinched upon laying his eyes on the terrible mess that beheld him. Clearly he had way more to do than just simply watching the monitors tonight. Hard work he knew his sister wouldn't want any part of.

"Say Ronnie Anne. Why don't you head on down to the office. I got some cleaning up to do around here."

"You sure that you don't need any help?" She doesn't know what exactly happened to cause this massive mess, yet it's very clear that it'll take Bobby a couple of hours to clean this all up.

"No, no sis. It's my job to maintain order in this place." He gently dismissed as his sister shouldn't be responsible for his own work. "Besides Ronnie Anne, it's practically midnight. You should be heading to bed right about now."

"Bobby. I ain't a little kid." She protested, which didn't faze her brother in the slightest as he gently pushed her in the direction towards the door leading up to the office.

"Go on. Go get yourself tucked into your sleeping bag and I'll be with you, right after I'm done with cleaning up this terrible mess."

Clearly not being able to win with this argument, Ronnie Anne reluctantly heads for the door, leaving Bobby to head on over to the other hallway that leads to the closet as he's going to need some cleaning supplies in order to help him out with this task. Opening the door, he switched on the light, then turned to the shelve of cleaning supplies where he flinches back in surprise upon meeting the wide, grinning mouth of another Balloon Boy figurine.

Why there was another one of these things in here? He doesn't know or really care as he swiftly turned the figurine to face the other way. Calming down from the unexpected fright, Bobby took some spray bottles, a broom and mop right along with its bucket, and a pair of gloves to cover up his hands.

Having everything that he needed; he shuts off the light, exits the closet, and shuts the door. Completely failing to spot the small drops of blood splattered on the bottom frame of the glass.

For the next couple of hours: Bobby swept and mopped the floors, reorganized both the tables and chairs right back into their original positions, cleaned up undesirable stains on the wall as well as putting the intact kids drawings back on with a fresh pair of tape, swept away any broken glass from the destroyed posters, righted back up several of the games in the arcade, cleaned up the prize corner, and then cleaned up the kitchen.

It was very hard work and he is very much tired by the time he was finally finished, but he is very much proud of himself over on both getting this whole area as well as the kitchen back to a much more cleaner and organized state. Even if he felt like that he was being watched from time to time again during his work.

But now that he was finally done with this task, it was now time for him to meet up with Ronnie Anne back in the office, look through some of the cameras, and possibly rest his eyes for a bit where hopefully; he won't have another encounter with any of the ghosts.

Leaving the main room. Bobby comes into the office, where he finds his sister all snuggled up in her sleeping bag at the very back of the room. Despite her age, he couldn't help but smile for she looked so peaceful and adorable in her sleep.

"Sleep tight Nie Nie." Getting onto the chair, Bobby turned to the monitors which all showed nothing going on throughout the building.

He continued to look through each of the cameras for about forty five minutes, however it seemed that his work on cleaning up the place has very much pooped him out more than what he originally thought for once again he fallen asleep.

Stirring herself awake amongst the quiet office, Ronnie Anne slowly sat herself up for after having a very peaceful slumber, she could've sworn that she had just been woken up by someone poking her hard on the shoulder blade.

Looking around the office, she doesn't see anyone besides a sleeping Bobby. Unless he can apparently tap her shoulder, rush on back to his seat and pretended to be asleep, Ronnie Anne very much doubted it was him. It's most likely that she just simply imagined it in her sleep; just like in those dreams where you think you fell or slip and get jolted awake.

Having come up with a reasonable explanation, she goes to lay herself back down, but then stopped herself as she suddenly has the sudden urge to use the bathroom.

Remembering on seeing a bathroom in the main room, she crawls herself out of her sleeping bag and rather quickly made her way out of the office.

Switching on the lights, she spots the bathroom across the room, and so without wasting any more time. She heads into a surprisingly clean bathroom with a yellow and white checkered floor, red stalls, a poster of Chica posing to wash her hands with her cupcake enjoying a bubble bath, and walls decorated with three pizza wheels.

Not having any time to admire the place, Ronnie Anne enters into the nearest stall where after doing her business in the nick of time, she exits the bathroom and now finds herself looking on towards the arcade that seemed to be beckoning her like a bug to a light.

Checking the time on her phone it was about 5:20; practically morning. Besides, what other opportunity will she have to get a whole arcade to herself.

Rushing over to the nearest arcade cabinet, the endless demo of Pac-Man going around the maze with the four ghosts relentlessly hunting him down is displayed to her with enticing sounds and lights. Now Ronnie Anne didn't want to brag, but she is a bit of a wiz when it came to Pac-Man.

The only problem was trying to figure out on how to play it without any tokens to put into the machine. "There must be a manual switch or something to override it." She can only deduce.

Looking around the cabinet for it, she finds a hatch in the front; that with a bit of a forceful tug. Opened it up to reveal a bunch of wires and small lever with "OVERRIDE" Labeled on the left side.

Rubbing her hands together in satisfaction, her night was about to get awesome. "Bingo. Ronnie Anne prepare yourself for some retro fun."

Reaching in for the leaver; her fingertips are a mere inches away from it when the sounds of heavy footsteps approaching from behind stopped her. Bobby must've woken up and decided to go look for her, once he found her empty sleeping bag. Now he's going to ruin her fun of serious Pac-Man gameplay by telling her to step away from the arcade cabinet, due to it being private property or some mumble jumble like that.

"Hey Bobby. Before you say anything. I'm just going to be playing, nothing serious is going to happen to it." Turning around to face him, she absolutely freezes in bewilderment as instead of her brother, it was Freddy Fazbear himself looking down at her. Behind him; she can just make out three other tall figures.

"What in the world?"

Stepping forward, Freddy closes in on her. Not having anywhere to run, Ronnie Anne can only watch on with ever widening eyes.

"Good throw Roborto. You should perhaps consider on becoming a baseball pitcher in the future."

Playing a game of catch in their backyard, Bobby runs back a few feet and catches the incoming ball. "I'm not so sure dad. The last sports team I joined didn't go so well for me."

Throwing it back, his dad catches it with ease and goes to throw it back. "I wouldn't dwell on the past hijo. You certainly can't be the only kid who accidentally scored for the other team."

That was true, he has heard of sports stories of other kids doing the same mistake. It was still embarrassing however, and he didn't want to let down another team by doing some other silly mistake. "I'm still not so sure dad."

"You don't have to do it Bobby. It's just something to consider about sometime in the future." Pulling his arm back, he gives out his most powerful throw. "Go long!"

Throwing it; the ball flies through the air, soaring right over Bobby's head as he chases after it with an outstretched arm. The sudden crash right into the hedge separating theirs and the neighbor's yard was the only thing that stopped him in his tracks.

Pulling himself out of the mangled mess of branches and leaves, he only catches a second of the ball disappearing behind the hedge before turning back to his dad, who was a little bit embarrassed. "Oops. Looks like I accidentally threw it a little bit too hard."

"Don't worry dad. I got it." Without waiting for a response, Bobby gets down to his knees and crawled himself through the small hole in the hedge. Branches brush against him as several leaves got stuck onto his hair as well as several different species of bugs that are now crawling all over his back and arms.

The green tunnel seemed to take awhile to get through, but once he finally got himself out of the hedge. Bobby rose himself up and dusted off both the leaves and bugs right until he is completely clean of them.

Satisfied; he looks forward and finds not only the ball laying next to the leg of a small pink table with a complete tea set on it, but also the blond, tiara wearing girl, sitting on a pink chair with her yellow bear sitting right next to her on the other chair, while taking a small sip of tea.

Honestly Bobby should've expected another visit, but he never saw only one of them. He wondered on where the rest were? But as for the one currently in front of him, she drew back her teacup and regarded him with this snooty attitude.

Perhaps having only one of them here gave Bobby a chance to finally make peace with them and perhaps ease her troubled spirit. So like previously before, he slowly approached with his hands raised up. "Hey there little girl. Um; you must be one of Lori's missing siblings."

Upon mentioning Lori's name, the young girl raised her eyebrows up in great interest. "Your probably wondering on how I know your sister. Well, um; how do I put this. I'm her boyfriend or used to be as of tonight."

"You?" She spoke up with her eyes studying him with very close details. "Are dating my sister?"

"Yes. That's right." He confirmed with a small grin.

"Your not doing anything to hurt her; are you?" Leaning herself forward, the whole world began to slightly shake as her eyes glowed bright white just like a pair of headlights.

"No, no! I would never hurt her. She's the love of my life." Bobby quickly reassured in a state of panic for he didn't want to anger the spirit that could very well hurt him badly. It's a good thing to; for the girl returned back to a calm state and then simply took in another sip of her tea.

This was good for unlike the other two times, she wasn't running away or attacking him with a rock. This is a great big step up, and the fact she actually talked to him, well maybe he can hopefully continue on with a conversation.

"I don't know how it's possible that you're here in my dreams or how you can apparently hurt me in real life whenever you hit me with something in here? But, I do know that whatever happened to you and your other siblings was absolutely horrible. I mean; robbed of your lives during a young age, I can't even imagine on how that would've felt."

"I get it." She suddenly interrupted him with a slight glare.

"Right. I don't know how, but for both of yours and your family's shake. I would like to help you move on to a much more better place." What he said has definitely interested the ghost as her expression has switched into deep consideration.

"How can you possibly do that?" This was something she would love to hear.

"I don't know, but perhaps if I can find out on who did this to you. I can bring him or her to justice, then perhaps after that, you'll be able to find closure for your troubled spirits." It's really the best bet as Bobby honestly didn't know what else he can do for them.

Still looking at him with consideration, she places her cup down, not knowing if she should trust him for she doesn't know him and he could instead hurt not only her, but all of her siblings further than how they already always feel in their metal prisons.

As for Bobby; he didn't know how he was going to find their killer. No one knew who did it, the evidence must be at best little, hell! The killer may as well be far away from town. But gosh darn it though. He'll find a way to do it. Somehow.

"No!" A familiar voice suddenly echoed out all around him, causing him to turn around briefly for any source on where it came from. Not really seeing anything, Bobby turned back and found that the girl along with her yellow bear are gone with only a piece of paper taped on the chair that she was sitting on left behind.

On this piece of paper is a drawing of a yellow rabbit, standing in a dark room with a sadistic smile. Bobby sworn that he has seen this yellow rabbit before, but he just couldn't pick up on where.

At that moment; the same disembodied voice cried out through his dream. "No! You can't!"

Stirring awake, Bobby sat himself up with a low moan escaping him as he rubbed his tired eyes. Oh man; it sure was nice to wake up without getting hurt for once.

Stretching his arms up wide with a loud yawn, Bobby's eyes slowly gazed on over to the monitors and paused in confusion for on both the cameras focusing on the show stage and in front of the smaller stage, all of the animatronics were missing.

"What? Where did they go?" Did someone managed to sneak in here and steal them all while he was asleep? If so; then he's going to be in much more bigger trouble than previously with the vandalism incident.

He was going to have to investigate on their whereabouts. Turning his chair around Bobby goes to get up from it, but stopped halfway when he saw that his sister's sleeping bag was now empty. "Ronnie Anne?"

"Oh! Dang it!" Her screams cried out from outside the office, causing an alarm Bobby to immediately race out of the office and all the way into the main room, where he finds the four animatronics crowding around his sister and a Pac-Man arcade cabinet.

"Ronnie Anne!"

Alerted by his voice; all of the animatronics turned to face him, Chica and Foxy got in front of his sister, Bonnie tilted his head with his long ears standing straight up, but Freddy marched his way towards him with a fierce glare.

Panicking over the approaching animatronic bear, Bobby reacted quickly by picking up a chair and swings it with all his might towards his head. Freddy however grabbed it before it could hit him, forcefully pulled the chair out of his hands and grabbed on to Bobby's neck tightly, lifting him up with ease as he choked and struggled to get out of this killer grip.

As the air slowly left him, all Bobby could see is the death glare Freddy gave him.

Seeing her brother in trouble, Ronnie Anne quickly dashes out in-between Chica and Foxy, then right on up to Freddy's side with her hands landing on his stomach. "Hey! Whoa there Fred! He's not a danger to you, he's just my brother!"

Casting his plastic eyes down to her with regard, Freddy looks back to Bobby with now much more calmer eyes before setting him back down and released his killer grip around his neck.

Having precious air flowing back down his windpipe, Bobby coughs loudly with both hands resting on his hurt throat, he can feel Ronnie Anne patting him on the back until he was all better with his breathing.

Gazing back up at Freddy along with the other animatronics behind him, blinking and tilting their heads in curiosity. Bobby wasn't very sure on what to make of all this, they were standing in the arcade without anything holding them up? And one of them had nearly choked him out if it weren't for the timely intervention from his sister.

Wait his sister. Turning to her, she looked to him in comfort with her hand still on his back. "Ronnie Anne. What's going on here?"

"Sorry about that Bobby. Didn't think Fred boy here, would react so negatively."

"What?"

"Isn't this amazing though. Turns out these robots can not only roam around the building freely, but they're also programmed to be great at video games to. Seriously; you should've seen how Freddy played, he evaded those Pac-Man ghosts as if they were nothing of an obstacle." Ronnie Anne definitely had to hand it to the programers of these machines, having the robot band interact with the guests like this was a really good way to attract customers. And here she thought they were just the typical singing and dancing animatronic band. This definitely beats Spunky's a million to one.

Gazing to her with playful eyes, Freddy gives her a friendly thumbs down over her performance in Pac-Man, which she quickly took as a challenge. "You may have beaten me earlier, but I'm not down yet. Just you wait Smokey."

Despite the short explanation from his sister, Bobby kept quiet for how wrong she was. They weren't supposed to be doing all these things or show aggression towards him to the point of nearly choking him out or show him different, various emotions as he went to stand back up; Freddy eyed him cautiously as he didn't fully trust him, Bonnie tilted his head slightly to the side as he studied him closely, Chica happily waved at him, and as for Foxy; he narrowed down his eye with his endoskeleton fingers doing a 'I'm watching you' gesture.

They are simply just too aware for a simple animatronic band, they almost seemed alive. That was ridiculous to say, but here they are showing it as clear as day in front of his very own eyes.

But yet; they almost seemed familiar somehow and that was due to their accessories. Thinking a bit, Lori's missing siblings then came to mind as they were wearing the exact same accessories as the animatronics. Could it be possible that their restless spirits were somehow controlling these things. He wanted to deny this conclusion, but the proof is right here in front of him as they continue to observe him that only stopped when his watched beeped to signal the end of his shift.

Bobby never felt so relieved to be leaving a shift before. This was simply just too much to take in, not to mention creepy upon being observed by those plastic, slowly blinking eyes. "Look at that sis. We gotta get going."

Grabbing ahold of his sister's hand, he began to pull her away, but Ronnie Anne slipped her hand away from him much to his shock.

"Relax Bobby. There's no reason to be afraid. Besides; don't you need to turn off the power." She pointed out.

That's true and plus they really couldn't leave Ronnie Anne's sleeping bag here. "Oh right. I'll be right back. Don't move."

Rushing back over to the office, Bobby's thoughts continued to only stay on the ghost children possessing animal robots as he both switched off the power as well as collecting his sister's sleeping bag in a neat roll.

Why or how those four spirits have given life to those machines is beyond him. He always thought that those things could only happened in video games, books, and movies. Then there's the fact that upon first seeing him, Freddy very well wanted to end his life from the way he looked at him and he easily could've done it, if it weren't for Ronnie Anne intervening.

That glare alone is enough for him to want to get out of here for what if he or the others decided to kill him anyway.

Rushing back down to the main area. He finds his sister standing in front of the four animatronics, who all looked down at her with delighted smiles. "Well that was a fun video game competition, but you better prepare yourself Fred-boy; for we are having a rematch when I get back."

Punching him on the arm, Ronnie Anne holds in the pain as punching a robot wasn't the smartest move on her part. As for Freddy himself, he gives one right back with enough force to knock her sideways, causing her to nearly fall much to his embarrassment as he gave her an apologetic look.

"Don't know your own strength huh? No worries, it's cool. Anyway see ya later." Waving them goodbye, Ronnie Anne joins her brother underneath the archway, leaving her new robotic friends behind, who all had sad looks upon seeing her leave.