He was outside. Crouching on a rooftop. Syx was familiar with the area and being on a roof wasn’t that strange… but… he didn’t remember coming out here. Maybe he’d… sleep walked? He’d been building something in Evil Lair… Anna had…. tried to get him to come to bed, but he’d been on a roll and wanted to finish. He’d promised to make it up to her later. Likely he’d fallen asleep at the drafting table, it would hardly be the first time that happened.
Still, it hardly explained what was going on currently. Standing Syx stepped back from the ledge. He didn’t feel tired. At all. Bouncing on his toes he marveled at how odd that was. His clothing was odd too… not his normal leather and spandex. Speaking on that… he reached up and touched his head. Small. Hair.
WHAT?!
Jerking in shock and growing panic, Syx spun and dropped to the ground. He made a beeline for the lair. He didn’t know what was going on but he needed Minion NOW!.
On edge already, Veda startles hearing Anna’s voice. Staring at the unfamiliar woman blankly, without recognition, Syx’s demand snaps her out of it.
“I have not- why would I do this?” Nothing about this situation was anything Veda would have wanted, blinking as if she would normally be tearing up.
Anna made a soft sound of confusion, her lips parting in shock. She knew Syx’s mannerisms of speaking without even having to listen that hard, looking to the blonde woman, before back to the blue skinned man that was supposed to be her mate.
“36 let him go,” She urged, her voice raising a bit more so it could hear her properly once she realized that the person currently occupying her mate’s body wasn’t going to do so. “Bad! Bad let him go!” She urged, “He’s a friend!” She added, unsure just what would work.. so she tried it all.
With Mommy telling him not to, 36 made a sad bowg and let go. It’d been having fun chewing. Depressed at hearing yelled at and told off it retreated to Anna’s arms. The new bots who here smarter than the old bot, accepted the verbal command of ‘freind’ by designated user: Mommy, and started buzzing about the lair again. 756 wandered over holding a wrench to Veda, presenting a wrench to what looked like Daddy.
“Finally!” sighing with relief, Syx frowned as he watched the bots ignore him. That was disconcerting, they were his creations, they loved him… being ignored was worse than he might have thought it would be. He moved over towards Anna, glaring at the imposter wearing his face, “I have no idea what happened, I was just suddenly on a roof like this. I’m pink!” he held up a hand, looking down at himself, “And female? And blond?”
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