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Blem gawks, his rays and face lighting up in a dazzling array of flustered lights, and his voice box fizzles. "I- you- Andi-" he sounds exasperated. "You're pregnant- and- ohforFazsakes-" He's properly flustered. Good job, Andi! /gen

Incoming Pick Up Line!!

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Hey, Darling. Would you mind a bit of role play~? You can be the delivery guy and...

She sits back in a chair and opens her legs giving him a sultry look.

Deliver a package straight to my front door?

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Lilac manoeuvres himself into the pen, giggling happily as he scatters corn for Skol. "Here, pretty goose! Corn for you! I hope you like it!" He's absolutely tickled at the fact that he's getting to feed a bird--one that talks, too!! That's so cool! He loves birds!! "I love your feathers!! They're so pretty and shiny! I wish I could pet them forever! I wish you were my goose...you'd get corn every day!" He reaches out slowly to pet the goose, hesitant and eyeing Skol for any hostility. After all, brother did say that he bites...

And Blem is ever-watchful. That's his family.

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There's a sharp rap on the door of Titan's house. Blem sways anxiously, grimacing as he hooks his lower hands into his tool belt and wrings his upper hands nervously. Ah, neighbours. He's never had to ask a neighbour for a favour before, and now he is, and. It's nerve-racking. "Hey, Titan? You home, man?"

Yeah?

That voice did not come from inside the house. That actually came from the garage/shed that is about 5 ft away on the right hand side. Titan's head poked out from the door of said building, slightly confused to see Blem there. He hasn't seen him since the theater ....

What can I do for you?

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His eyes flick to normal, and he slumps, relaxing his hands. "...yeah. Fuckin' pigeon. There's no way he's actually gonna get his fuckin' body back." He deadpans at the goose, suddenly void of anger. "You're not worth my time, featherbrain." And he turns to leave, but is reminded he can't just yet. Because who's galavanting up the drive, skirt full of corn? Lilac. "I BROUGHT SKOL SOME CORN!!" Blem inwardly groans as his brother skips up to him with a big ol' grin, displaying the kernels proudly. "Good job, bud," he responds, keeping close watch over the purple and caribbean-green bot as he crouches near the enclosure again.

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There's a sharp rap on the door of Titan's house. Blem sways anxiously, grimacing as he hooks his lower hands into his tool belt and wrings his upper hands nervously. Ah, neighbours. He's never had to ask a neighbour for a favour before, and now he is, and. It's nerve-racking. "Hey, Titan? You home, man?"

Yeah?

That voice did not come from inside the house. That actually came from the garage/shed that is about 5 ft away on the right hand side. Titan's head poked out from the door of said building, slightly confused to see Blem there. He hasn't seen him since the theater ....

What can I do for you?

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His Starlight. HIS Starlight!? Blem sees red, gritting his teeth. Maybe the reason he's seeing red is because his eyes have turned red. All of 'em. Red and white pinpricks. " J u s t l e m m e s c a t t e r h i s f u c k i n g e n t r a i l s a c r o s s t h e f u c k i n g y a r d , T i t a n , " he growls, his voice taking a gutteral turn. " I ' l l s t r i n g h i m u p l i k e a C h r i s t m a s g a r l a n d a n d l e a v e h i m t o r o t l i k e t h e d i c k s i n P a r t s a n d S e r v i c e s . " He's stood up by now, clenching his four fists. Don't tear it up. Don't hurt it. Be rational. It's just trying to piss you off--

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There's a sharp rap on the door of Titan's house. Blem sways anxiously, grimacing as he hooks his lower hands into his tool belt and wrings his upper hands nervously. Ah, neighbours. He's never had to ask a neighbour for a favour before, and now he is, and. It's nerve-racking. "Hey, Titan? You home, man?"

Yeah?

That voice did not come from inside the house. That actually came from the garage/shed that is about 5 ft away on the right hand side. Titan's head poked out from the door of said building, slightly confused to see Blem there. He hasn't seen him since the theater ....

What can I do for you?

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Lilac claps excitedly. "The goosey can talk!! Does he have a name?" He's clearly excited that he got his way, and Blem sighs, closing his eyes for a second to pray to whatever deity is up there. This little purple bot is going to drive him crazy. "His name is Skol." "Skull?" "No, Skol. Not the same. But. Why don't you run along and go get him some corn, hm? He'll be here for you when you get back." Lilac squeals happily and stands, running off out of the garage to go retrieve corn. "I'LL BE RIGHT BACK, SKOL!!" He clearly really likes birds. When he's out of earshot, Blem turns his full fucking rage on the goose. "I swear to everything-fucking-holy, bird, you hurt my little brother and I'll wring your little neck. I don't care if it's a little nip to the fingers, do you fucking understand me? You can hate me all you want and want to break me down to nothing, but you'd better not lay a feather on him. He's innocent and he's a child, full body or not. I don't care if Canary over there," here, he points a claw at Titan, "told me not to because you're supposed to reform or some shit; I will break you in half, cook you, and eat you for dinner." He's serious, too. There's death in his eyes. There are years of experience. There's...fear. Of his family being hurt again.

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There's a sharp rap on the door of Titan's house. Blem sways anxiously, grimacing as he hooks his lower hands into his tool belt and wrings his upper hands nervously. Ah, neighbours. He's never had to ask a neighbour for a favour before, and now he is, and. It's nerve-racking. "Hey, Titan? You home, man?"

Yeah?

That voice did not come from inside the house. That actually came from the garage/shed that is about 5 ft away on the right hand side. Titan's head poked out from the door of said building, slightly confused to see Blem there. He hasn't seen him since the theater ....

What can I do for you?

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"..." He's going to kill that fucking goose.

Skol's wet dream

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I couldn't find @ze-slaughtermod original post so I asked to repost it.

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"But. But the goosey looks so cute and fluffy!! I jus' wanna pet him once..." Lilac trails off, pulling his faceplate from Blem's body to turn and face the big, scary guy over by the table. He sniffles, fisting his hands in Blem's pants and whining, "I wanna goose...!" Blem sighs, about to tell his brother 'no,' when the little shit turns his puppy dog eyes, full-force, onto the crimson security bot. He grumbles. "I. Dunno how to get you a goose, buddy. Uh. Shit. Um." "Pleeeeease, brother? They're so pretty and fluffy and I can take it for walks and feed it bread, and- and...cuddle it!! I have the best hugs after all, right? Right!?" Oh, Blem is about to give in. He. Argh. "How about this. If Titan is okay with it. And if the goose could be nice," he bites out the word with a growl, "Maybe. You could run back to the house and get a slice of bread for the goose? If that's what it eats?" He's staring at Titan while asking the last question.

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There's a sharp rap on the door of Titan's house. Blem sways anxiously, grimacing as he hooks his lower hands into his tool belt and wrings his upper hands nervously. Ah, neighbours. He's never had to ask a neighbour for a favour before, and now he is, and. It's nerve-racking. "Hey, Titan? You home, man?"

Yeah?

That voice did not come from inside the house. That actually came from the garage/shed that is about 5 ft away on the right hand side. Titan's head poked out from the door of said building, slightly confused to see Blem there. He hasn't seen him since the theater ....

What can I do for you?

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Kill the goose yourself. No one would care.

Gods, it's so tempting. But. "No. I told Titan that." He grits his teeth. "That I wouldn't. I'm not going to piss him off. I don't want to be on his bad side."

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Lilac flinches, freezing where he sits, his hand still outstretched as his fight or flight function fails like it always does and he vies for the secret third option: rabbit instincts. Blem, used to defending his brother, snaps sharply at Titan, "Watch your tone." And then, he blinks, panics, apologises, and hurries over to his smaller brother, gently prying his hand back with gentle soothing tones. "Lilac, hon, get away from the goose." The purple bot sniffles as his joints unlock, tears welling in his eyes as he whines, shoving his face into the crook of his brother's upper left arm. "Whyyyyy?" "Uh...the goose isn't well-trained yet, little dude. He bites," Blem replies, glaring daggers at the goose for just existing. "He also is mean, and uhhhh. Hurt Andi."

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There's a sharp rap on the door of Titan's house. Blem sways anxiously, grimacing as he hooks his lower hands into his tool belt and wrings his upper hands nervously. Ah, neighbours. He's never had to ask a neighbour for a favour before, and now he is, and. It's nerve-racking. "Hey, Titan? You home, man?"

Yeah?

That voice did not come from inside the house. That actually came from the garage/shed that is about 5 ft away on the right hand side. Titan's head poked out from the door of said building, slightly confused to see Blem there. He hasn't seen him since the theater ....

What can I do for you?

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"As much as I'd hate to ruin the little guy's image of his pet goose, keeping it in the dark like that for him to find out later by accident? Not particularly a good idea. It only comes back on you in a bad light, especially if it's one of the Faceless Ones who tell him. They enjoy hurting others like that." His antennae twitch uncomfortably at the mention of the verbally torturous beings that have haunted him and Andi for...as long as he can remember. And then Titan mentions Elara. And then he mentions Malware. He goes to ask how the virus has been, only to be interrupted by the news of their pregnancy. At that, he balks. "Mal is what!?" He hardly knows them, having met them once before being tipped back into his universe and then dumped into Andi's but he still does at least know who they are. He senses someone coming up the path-- There's a crunching of gravel and Lilac peeks his floppy-rayed head in, smiling at his brother and giving Titan a wary stare. He's still not comfortable around the burly moon model. "Hi brother!! Miss Andromeda said I'd find you here! I came to see if--oh look a goosey!!!" He spots Skol and skedaddles over, his skirts swishing as he stops at the edge of the pen and crouches down to look at the goose, his hand extending to pet the yellow feathers in glee.

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There's a sharp rap on the door of Titan's house. Blem sways anxiously, grimacing as he hooks his lower hands into his tool belt and wrings his upper hands nervously. Ah, neighbours. He's never had to ask a neighbour for a favour before, and now he is, and. It's nerve-racking. "Hey, Titan? You home, man?"

Yeah?

That voice did not come from inside the house. That actually came from the garage/shed that is about 5 ft away on the right hand side. Titan's head poked out from the door of said building, slightly confused to see Blem there. He hasn't seen him since the theater ....

What can I do for you?

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"Fuck you too, you feathery little shit. Thank god Andi and I had Titan to fix her, otherwise you'd be dead by now for the death of both my wife and my kids." Because their code wouldn't have survived without the mother's body, he silently adds to himself, his tail flicking behind him angrily. "He deserves to be fucking dead, but. Whatever. Maybe being an eighth of his original size and unable to properly talk will teach him some fucking manners. I don't want him near Andi or the kids when they're born, though. I don't care if he reforms and does some whole heroic bullshit." Blem thinks to himself. He's going to have to track down that interdimensional rabbit or something to call in a favour. He needs animatronic parts that he can modify himself with. He needs to fucking arm himself. Maybe literally. A third pair of arms? Hm.

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There's a sharp rap on the door of Titan's house. Blem sways anxiously, grimacing as he hooks his lower hands into his tool belt and wrings his upper hands nervously. Ah, neighbours. He's never had to ask a neighbour for a favour before, and now he is, and. It's nerve-racking. "Hey, Titan? You home, man?"

Yeah?

That voice did not come from inside the house. That actually came from the garage/shed that is about 5 ft away on the right hand side. Titan's head poked out from the door of said building, slightly confused to see Blem there. He hasn't seen him since the theater ....

What can I do for you?

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Blem listens avidly, but the more Titan explains, the more enraged he gets. He clenches his fists and turns to stare daggers at the goose, but his emotes cannot convey just how pissed he is at the monster that resides within the tiny body. "You're telling me that this is the animatronic who made the little bitch that ate my wife? That he's the reason she was lying on a table forever, broken and mangled, until you fixed her? That's him?" He's just trying to get his facts straight. He's beyond enraged. "Why not just tear him apart right now?" There's a murderous glint in his eyes as he faces Titan again. "Why not rip his little wings off. Rip his legs out of his body. Stomp him to pieces."

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There's a sharp rap on the door of Titan's house. Blem sways anxiously, grimacing as he hooks his lower hands into his tool belt and wrings his upper hands nervously. Ah, neighbours. He's never had to ask a neighbour for a favour before, and now he is, and. It's nerve-racking. "Hey, Titan? You home, man?"

Yeah?

That voice did not come from inside the house. That actually came from the garage/shed that is about 5 ft away on the right hand side. Titan's head poked out from the door of said building, slightly confused to see Blem there. He hasn't seen him since the theater ....

What can I do for you?

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He studies the yellow Moon model, blinking in confusion. "First, who is 'that motherfucker?' Second, great! I ended up busting a hole in our wall by accident, and uh. Need some to patch it up." He eyes the goose with interest, noting that the colouring reminds him of Titan's colouring. Upon the question about Andi, he chuckles. "She's as lively as ever," he replies, tail flicking. "Though, recently she's been more emotional than usual. I'm not complaining; it means I get to snuggle her more."

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There's a sharp rap on the door of Titan's house. Blem sways anxiously, grimacing as he hooks his lower hands into his tool belt and wrings his upper hands nervously. Ah, neighbours. He's never had to ask a neighbour for a favour before, and now he is, and. It's nerve-racking. "Hey, Titan? You home, man?"

Yeah?

That voice did not come from inside the house. That actually came from the garage/shed that is about 5 ft away on the right hand side. Titan's head poked out from the door of said building, slightly confused to see Blem there. He hasn't seen him since the theater ....

What can I do for you?

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Blem blinks and furrows a brow as Titan mentions the goose, and as he sees it (following Titan meekly into the garage), he pauses. What the shit. "I didn't take you for the farm type--" he's interrupted by the Morse code, and he baulks, ogling the goose. "I'm sorry, did Banana over there just fucking speak Morse code." Leave it to Titan to own a genius goose.

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There's a sharp rap on the door of Titan's house. Blem sways anxiously, grimacing as he hooks his lower hands into his tool belt and wrings his upper hands nervously. Ah, neighbours. He's never had to ask a neighbour for a favour before, and now he is, and. It's nerve-racking. "Hey, Titan? You home, man?"

Yeah?

That voice did not come from inside the house. That actually came from the garage/shed that is about 5 ft away on the right hand side. Titan's head poked out from the door of said building, slightly confused to see Blem there. He hasn't seen him since the theater ....

What can I do for you?

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He startles at the direction of the voice, turning his body to face Titan. "Ah. Uh. Hey. Heard we were neighbours from Andi a little while back, and figured I'd finally pop over. Cus. Um. I was wondering. If you had extra drywall?" Well, shit. He doesn't just look like a nervous wreck; he sounds like one. God.

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There's a sharp rap on the door of Titan's house. Blem sways anxiously, grimacing as he hooks his lower hands into his tool belt and wrings his upper hands nervously. Ah, neighbours. He's never had to ask a neighbour for a favour before, and now he is, and. It's nerve-racking. "Hey, Titan? You home, man?"

Yeah?

That voice did not come from inside the house. That actually came from the garage/shed that is about 5 ft away on the right hand side. Titan's head poked out from the door of said building, slightly confused to see Blem there. He hasn't seen him since the theater ....

What can I do for you?

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"Stubborn is my middle name, love." His antennae attempt to curl around her fingers lovingly as she ruffles his rays, and he lets out a light, contented sigh. "Of course, darling. I would love a shower with you. I haven't in days; it would be nice to just relax with you."

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"Andi, darling, have you seen the hammer?" He's calling from some unknown area of the house, sounding a wee bit mischievous.

There is a very suspicious SMACK coming from the kitchen. Andromeda froze as pieces of a walnut went flying everywhere.

She slowly set the hammer down on the table and calmly began to pick up the shards of walnut.

In the kitchen, My Love~!

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He purrs, turning to putty in her hands as she provides her love. He's satisfied. He's happy. He couldn't ask for anything more. He opens his eyes to stare up at his lover. "Yes, well, I don't like asking for help. I'm stubborn. And maybe I wanna be seen as capable."

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"Andi, darling, have you seen the hammer?" He's calling from some unknown area of the house, sounding a wee bit mischievous.

There is a very suspicious SMACK coming from the kitchen. Andromeda froze as pieces of a walnut went flying everywhere.

She slowly set the hammer down on the table and calmly began to pick up the shards of walnut.

In the kitchen, My Love~!