I locked myself in my room with all the metal i could find within ten miles of Auradon Prep, with hopes of recreating dad's bionic suit. I was busy working when i heard a knock at the door. "Who is it?" I called from behind the mound of scrap metal. "I-i-it's Mal..."
"Come on in. It's open."
I heard her heavy boots clunk on the floorboards as she walked in. "What in the name-"
"Just don't ask." I muttered wiping my grimy hands on my jeans. "How can the rocket scientist help you today."
"Please, its Ben. Carlos and Jay can't hold him much longer."
I could tell by her face it was bad.

We walked into the courtyard and i saw Jay and Carlos and a big, brown, furry, thing in the courtyard. "Ummmm... Mal, it that Ben?"
"Yes, it is. NOW FIX HIM!"
"I need a basis, what happened before this?"
"He ate a piece of pizza. That's it! We we're having breakfast out here and he picked up a piece, took a bite, and then froze, dropped it, and turned into that!"
"Let me see the pizza box."
I didn't have to see the logo because i knew it by the smell. "Oh no..."
"WHAT IS IT FAY!"
"Fazbear's..." I muttered
"CAN YOU GUYS HOLD HIM?????"
"MAYBE, BUT NOT MUCH LONGER!"
"Well Mal, road trip time."

P. S. Thats me. My name is Fate Chica Fazbear.
-I'm 15
-I'm dating Dracula's son Mitchell
-I like pizza
-I have brown hair
-I can shape shift (to a point)
-I can teleport (to a point)

Well, that's about it...