Friday Night Funkin:

Roadhouse Force!

The neon "Texas Roadhouse" sign flickers. Inside, the "roadies" are line dancing to an upbeat country track while guests toss peanuts in the arcade area. Keith and Cherry are playing a rhythm-based arcade game.

Cherry:Wow,Keith! This place is way livelier than the malls back home. Look at those dancers!

The restaurant is more than a steakhouse; it’s a sanctuary. Above the dining floor,performers ride a mechanical "Silver Saddle" through the rafters.

Keith:And the rolls smell amazing!

Suddenly, the music warps. The Jukebox turns gray. The diners freeze, their eyes losing their spark. A shadowy figure appears on the performance stage. Keith suddenly recognized him as he stepped up. It's his dad named Willie.

Willie::Enough of this racket. This town needs order...and silence.

Wille beckons Keith and Cherry into a secret room behind his memorabilia corner. Cherry is curious about who he is.

Cherry:So..Who is he?

Cherry asked Keith in a curious tone. Keith looked at her with a smile.

Keith:My dad,of course! He is one of the heroes who once joined a team called "Roadhouse Force"!

Cherry:"Roadhouse Force"? I didn't knew your dad was a hero.

Keith:Yeah..Kinda runs in the family. He been helping others for as long as he can remember.

Wille:Mhm but this time,an emergency threat has remerged. He has returned.

Keith:Banjo?

Cherry:Who Banjo?

Keith:He was the one who was turned into statue because of his evil deeds in destroying all of the music in Funkdella Hollows.

Willie:I don't know how he got freed but what I do know is his magic is going to be back stronger than before. That's when you two come in.

Keith:Us?

Willie:You’ve all got a rhythm that can cut through that static. But you can't just rap your way out of this. You need to find your inner strive. Take this.

Willie hands Keith a Red Star Morpher. Keith holds it up high. Willie hands Cherry a Blue Star Morpher.

Cherry:Wow..

Cherry takes the time to admire the blue stars on her Morpher.

Keith:Alright Cherry. We got work to do. It's Morphin’ Time!

Keith taps his mic against the belt buckle. A flurry of red musical notes spirals around him like a Texas dust devil. He spoke in determination.

Keith:Roadhouse Red! Prime Spirit!

As the notes settle,his iconic cap turns into a sleek, red-chrome cowboy helmet with a microphone-shaped visor.

Cherry:Roadhouse Pink! Harmony Heart!

As the notes settle,her iconic glasses turns into a sleek,pink-chrome cowboy helmet with a heart-shaped visor.

Both of them posed as Rangers. The Cacophony Monster,towering,glitching amalgamation of tangled wires and broken arcade parts—let out another static roar. Pico burst through the arcade doors as a transform Ranger himself.

Pico:Amber! Gunslinger Gold!

Pico smirked as he is glad to see them here.

Keith/Pico/Cherry:Turning Struggles into Strive! Rhythm Rangers:Roadhouse Force!

Pico:Took you long enough. Let’s show these glitches how we do a line dance in Neon Springs.

Keith and Cherry slowly nodded.

Keith:Alrighty team. Time to kick the dust up.

Pico:You read my mind Keith. Where to first?

Keith:Follow me and catch the rhythm of the beat.

Keith takes the lead as Pico and Cherry move in sync,dodging static attacks launched by the monster.

Cherry:You can’t handle our harmony!

They continued moving in sync,each of them take turns with their powerful attacks. The dining room tables slid to the walls,the space automatically configuring itself into a battle arena. Pico jumped onto the bar top,firing his power with perfect accuracy.

Pico:This is what you get for interrupting the all-you-can-eat special!

The Texas Roadhouse main floor. Tables are rattling from the bass, and the neon "Hand-Cut Steaks" sign is pulsing in rhythm with the music.

Pico:This glitch is tougher than a well-done sirloin! We need more power!

Keith pointed his Mic-Saber at the monster.

Keith:Look! The arcade!

Pico:You read my mind again. The "Harmony Energy" isn't just in us. It’s in the whole building!