Tag: sincerest-flattery

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Roxanne had to at least admit as fluff pieces went, it could be worse. A local inventor was making headway into robotics with greater practical applications. The city was far more filled with such scientists now to the point that Metro City seemed to be on the verge of becoming thee place for innovation in the field. Buuuut Roxanne hadn’t managed to get an interview with the man himself, just his wife. She tried to burry that disappointment as she knocked on the door. A stay at home mom. What fun. Still, Roxanne was a professional, she put a bright, friendly smile on her face as the door opened.

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Syx feels English (and human language in general) is inadequate to properly express his love for those dearest to him. He knows very few words of his birth language, but the words of love his parents spoke to him in those first 8 days are the most precious thing he has from them beyond Minion and the binkey. He has repeated those loving words that he equates with true love to two people so far. Wayne and Anna. The fact that he and Wayne broke up after that still leaves him feeling gutted some days.

He doesn’t actually really know what the words mean. He knows the emotion, but his understanding of the language is just that a baby would have. He can mimic those phrases and knows the emotions behind them, but he could never translate them. Yet even though his beloved will understand the words even less than him, those are still his truest words to say “I love you.”

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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!.  

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