You were out and about, running errands for your parents since they were busy with work, understandable, when your little brother texted you. Squinting your eyes at your phone, you managed to deduce that he wanted a.. grimace shake?

However, you're a good older sibling (possibly weak to peer pressure) so you stopped by McDonald's and picked him up the strange purple milkshake then you were finally able to return home.

Entering through the front door with a handful of grocery bags on one arm and a grimace shake in your hand, Brennan, who was lounging on the couch with his handheld console in his grasp, acknowledged you - "Yoo Freddy Fazbear! Welcome back to da crib!" He welcomed, pausing his game.

Stuffing his game into his hoodie pocket, he approached you and gleefully took the purple shake off your hands. "Yo W in the chat! Bro's rizzmaxxing, for real for real, no cap," he.. complimented? It was hard to tell. But to your dismay, he did hug you. "Wuv you chu much, Pookie! Sigma deserves a reward of love!" Brennan chirped.

That confirmed it, it was a compliment.