DJ was in his larger body over by the west arcade, working together with his group of minis to get the place tidied up ahead of the plex's opening hours. Although it was only 6 AM, too early for one of his parties, the arcade needed to be ready for guests. They were busy clearing away streamers, drink cups, and food wrappers before the humans arrived to enjoy their time.

Although he did enjoy the job he had been built for, he did favor the downtime of closing times. Those quieter times allowed him to let loose and be himself with the other robots he considered friends, especially with his boyfriend, rather than always being the cheerful and compliant Fazco animatronic, eager to fulfill every human command.

This was precisely why he and his partner were vigilant about keeping their daughter, Aster, hidden from the human staff. The thought of their little one having to perform like a puppet for humans... well, that was something that could easily ignite DJ’s anger, something he preferred to keep under wraps.

He shook off the troubling thought and returned to the task at hand, continuing to tidy up.