After having recently acquired a service dog, the hooded animatronic had tagged along with Earth and Monty to the store, both to try and get used to their new pup, but to test if “O negative” was as trained as the facility he came from’s claimed him to be, as they claimed the dog is fully trained and ready to go out in the public.

BloodMoon was shuffling nervously along, holding O’s leash close, practically clutching it- worried that the dog may run off. Earth and Monty were a surprisingly helpful addition to the stressful situation, as whenever kids or just entitled people tried to pet or distract O, either of the two much taller animatronics would block the way and explain what O was, that he was working, and not to interact with the pit-shepherd mix.

“Mmmfph- the stares.. we do not like the stares..” The hooded animatronic grumbled, to which O glanced up at them, scanning them over for any signs he had to alert.