"Yea, sorry it's so blaah at the moment." Brianna said. "We'll fix ot up with some personal touches this weekend. Well, have a good night, and I'll see you in the morning." With that, Ranma's new mother turned and left her on her own, in the very big, mostly bare room. Ranma yawned. It had been a long day, what with a new school, and meeting dozens of new people, some of them 'really' strange. She crawled up on the bed, and made her way to the soft looking pillows. Falling into them, she was asleep in seconds.
The bedroom door closed the final little bit, as Brianna gave a mushy sigh at how cute her new little girl had looked all curled up on the soft billows. Just like a little angel. Her little angel. By the time Brianna reached her own bedroom, however, her mind was working in a manner that was far from angelic.
A few days prieviously, Brianna had put the finishing touches on her super special, top secret, her eyes only, totally private, excerise machine. Circumstances had not given her a chance to try it out, what with Ranma coming into her life. Not that she begruged the little angel, but now Momma Brianna was in the mood for some strenuous 'excersise. "Secure room, execute program, 'bunns of steel'"Brianna called out as soon as she entered the room. Her own personal section of the household OS obeyed with dispatch. There was a chunk from the hallway door as the frame magnetized and sealed the door shut against anything short of total destruction. And even that would take some doing. At the same time, a similiar chunk occured on the far wall, and a seamless door popped open, revealing a sleeping bodybuilder fastened upright to the inner surface of the closet.
Brianna drooled as she took in the masively muscular seven footer. "Oh, yea, come to momma, daddy." Brianna said in a husky voice as she ran a hand over the muscular chest of her prisoner, and triggering a hidden hatch that popped oben to reveal a small computer screen and keyboard.
"Now, what shall you be tonight?" Brianna mused as she started up the former Hurt Bot, Redesigned and modified into the mark 1.2 Stud Bot. The small computer screen lit up, and Brianna selected the fun fun menu. A number of selections popped up. Lets see, Coyboy? Well, a little roping might be fun, but I'm in the mood for someing strenuous. Secret agent man. Nah, Wait, this is just the thing. Brianna clicked on the WWF selection, and stepped back across the room as a small timer began counting down from ten seconds.
The clock ran down, and the robot's eyes, baby blue, snapped open, the restraint straps holding him in place sprung open, and he literally jumped out the closet, and landed in a classic body builder pose. "OH YEA, THE STUD MAN IS IN THE HOUSE!!!" His eyes swiveled toward Brianna, and he lunged forward one step, falling into yet another pose while pointing a finger at Brianna. "GET READY, LITTLE GIRL!!! YOU ARE GOING DOWN!!!" His finger swivled from Brianna, toward his groin.
"IN YOUR DREAMS!!!" Brianna yelled back, falling into her role. "IT AIN'T ME THAT'S GOING DOWN, GIRLYMAN!! at least not for a little while," she mumbled with a grin as she glanced at her opponents 'enhancments'.
Ranma had never slept on a bed so soft and fluffy, or in a room that was so quiet. The two strange conditions did not allow her to sleep for more than a few minutes before her body woke her to discover what was causing such a strange occurence. Once awake, she found she could not get back to sleep. She missed her father's comfortable, and noisy, bulk. Missing Genma had the effect of bringing his rejection of her once more to the front of her mind, and tears welled up in her eyes, to be dashed away by an angry hand, only to flow once again.
Misery filled Ranma. She tried to suck it up, as she'd been trained, but that only made her think about her father again, and that only made her cry harder. She wanted to be comforted, but having never been conforted, she could not put an image to the desire, not until the thought of Brianna crossed her mind. She was Ranma's mother now, and mother's were supposed to look after mushy stuff like this.
With a goal in mind, Ranma was not slow to react. She was out of bed, and through the door to the hall in seconds, but once there, she was at a loss. The compound was huge by her standards, by most people's actually, and she didn't know where to go. She looked up the hall, and down the hall, but could not make up her mind.
Her prediciment was notied by the House OS, which was far more sophisicated than even Gina realized. A gift from her far future self, the OS had levels and abilities far beyond anything present day machines were cabable of. One of those cabablities was inteligence, of a sort. Ranma was listed as a dependent of Brianna Diggers. Specifically, her daughter. She was also listed as being seven years old. Her confusion was easy to see through the security monitors, and while the specific reasons for her presence was not known, the behavior she was showing demonstrated her need for help of some sort.
"May I help you, Ranma-chan?" the OS said in perfect Japanese.
"Who's there?" Ranma called out, looking around for the source of the voice.
"I am the main computer. May I assist you?"
Ranma expression was wary as she answered. "I'm looking for my Mom."
Being a computer program, the OS operated at speeds a million times faster than human. In a fraction of a second, it weighed what it knew to be Brianna's present activity, against the fact that a little girl wanted her mother. It scanned thousands of lines of text for comparisons and finally, analized the known behavior of Julia Diggers, the mother it possesed the most information on. It reached a desision. "She's this way, Ranma-chan," it said, flickering a light some distance down the hall.
Gina was 'busy' so she didn't hear the chunk sound as the outer door's magnetic lock opened. She did, however, hear the shrill cry of a little girl screaming out. "YOU LEAVE MY MOTHER ALONE!!!!"
Brianna, who some would say didn't have an ounce of shame in her entire body, blushed beet red as she saw Ranma peering at her over the shoulder of the Stud Bot, her small arms wrapped around his muscular neck. "Don't worry, Mom, I'll save you!" Ranma cried out.
What shall I try this time.
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(Posted Mon, 10 Jan 2005 18:34)
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