megs closet – Page 7

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The very next day 10097 arrives at the Lair, bearing a black cardboard box wrapped in plastic to protect it from the elements. Inside the box, the black shirt is folded neatly with a small card that simply says “For my overlord ❤ H” tucked into the collar.

Once the little bot comes in from the cold, he prints out a small receipt for Syx which reads:

A gift from OtherDaddyHarrisonDaddy to OtherOtherDaddySyxDaddy. He says ‘Looking forward to seeing you on Friday. I’m sure you will look stunning!’ Would you like me to relay a message in return? I can take diction or video record.

And the small bot waves the camera eye on the end of it’s stalk.

Syx grinned at the shirt as he looked it over, he would look stunningly bad in this. In the good way. Looking up at the bot, he read the printout and laughed aloud. It was good to know his bots weren’t the only ones that struggled with the concept of multiple ‘daddies’. Shaking his head in amusement he looked around and found a pen and a post-it note.

He wrote out in fluid script:

I never fail to make a spectacular presentation and I fully intend to sweep you off your feet my most willing captive. >:)

Handing the note to the bot, he instructed, this is the message and add a blown kiss, He demonstrated to the bot before sending it on its way and going to hunt throw the options Minion had set out as possibilities for something to pair with the shirt.