Kaolla Su blinked. Once, then twice. The Shinobu-shaped cloud of dust before her didn't return her look of confusion however, and simply stood... floated?... right where it was. After a moment, Kaolla reached out and stirred her arm through it, dispersing the friend-shaped cloud.
“I guess Shinomu was really excited by something.”, Kaolla said simply, planting her hands upon her hips and cocking her head ever so slightly to the side. No actual consideration was spent towards what that 'something' might have been to excite her friend, or why it was that her friend was so very excited, but Kaolla was, utterly in spite of her energetic nature, shockingly relaxed when it came to the natures and introspection of her friends and accomplices.
No, to Kaolla, Shinobu was simply excited about something and had decided to leave without saying goodbye, and that was perfectly fine by the Molmolese girl. But it did leave a lingering question in the head of the blond-haired girl.
That question was of course, 'What am I going to do now?' as she had just wanted to tell her friend about the stripper-bots she'd created for no discernible reason, for no discernible reason. Thus leaving something of a stripper-bot sized and stripper-bot shaped hole in her schedule, with no further stripper...
Kaolla then blinked, then widened her eyes, and quietly popped her fist into her open palm. That's right, she'd nearly forgotten in all of the commotion! She squeezed her eyes back closed again, her mouth splitting into a satisfied grin as looped her arms back behind her head and remembered that she wasn't quite done with her strange little hobby, not just yet. Lazily rotating about on the heel of one foot, the mad scientist made an about face and began to slowly and eccentrically stride.
Oh sure, there was undoubtedly maintenance and upgrades and all of that fun stuff in store for the future but the bulk of the development process was done. The bulk of it, but not all. For with the final testing and evaluation, she had completed seven of the robotic doppelgangers. Keitaro's doppelganger, Trapbot. Motoko-chan's doppelganger, Maidbot. Kitsune's doppelganger, Drunkbot. Kanako's doppelganger, Witchbot. Shinobu's doppelganger, Cutebot. Haruka's doppelganger, Auntbot. And of course, Naomi's doppelganger, Tsunderebot.
Briefly, Kaolla's mind drifted onto a tangent on that last one. Hm, maybe that wasn't the best name. Sure, Naomi was kind of a tsundere, but maybe Idolbot, or Starbot, or Songbot or something would be more accurate? ...blondbot? No, she'd made Naomi's stripperbot a redhead anyway, although Kaolla supposed that could be changed as well.
Hm... anyway, Kaolla thought, the point was, that added up to seven. But there was a stripper-bot for everyone living at the Hina House! Everyone! And that was eight people!
Kaolla swung open the door to her room/mad science laboratory and then hopped, swung, and landed in the thick of it all. Grin still upon her face, she twisted over ninety degrees and laid her eyes upon the final stripper-bot. And while it's expression was uncharacteristically serene at the moment, Kaolla had spent enough time examining mirrors to know that it was the stripper bot with her face.
This one just needed a few final tweaks to get just right. Maybe it was a catch-22 of summarizing oneself, it was hard to do even when you had the most honest of intentions, and what intentions could be more true than building a sexbot modeled after herself for no greater purpose than a strange fae whim?
At that exact moment, Cutebot's doppelganger, also known as the original Shinobu, was equally preoccupied of robotic sex-oriented duplicates, if for significantly less esoteric but equally eccentric reasons. The closeted pervert's collector's drive was fierce and unrelenting, driving her to rush... yet also joyously skip through the halls of the dormitory. Her latest and greatest mission being to collect these one of a kind and impossibly high-quality sex toys. Although with the wearing of nearly a minute since Kaolla's comments had unwittingly triggered the closet pervert's need to own these amazing creations of her friend, a slightly more sensible portion of her brain had managed to gather together itself in order to speak up.
“But Shinobu! Even if you find the sexbots, what are you going to do with them?”, said the exhibitionist's mind to itself.
“They're sexbots!”, was the response of her mind.
“But they're fully aware, they could tell everyone your secret, nevermind themselves!”, warned the exhibitionist's mind.
“But they're sexbots!”, her mind retorted once more.
“They're the size of people, and fully autonomous, how could you possibly collect them!”, her mind tried to reason with her.
“Sexbots!”, was the fangirlish squeal of response.
“...What-bots?”, said a very familiar voice as it interrupted the curious conversation happening entirely within Shinobu's own mind.
...and causing in Shinobu the realization that it was not entirely within her own mind. She had, quite audibly, been squealing her delight out to the world, joyous as she was at the thought of such delightful new toys.
And someone had overheard her.
As meteoric as her ascent into cloud nine had been, the descent was equally rapid and extreme, as every ounce of blood in her body seemed to leave her at that moment, leaving her a pale, terrified white... utterly frozen in place where she had been mid-stride and mid-skip. Slowly turning, and audibly creaking as she did, Shinobu could not help but turn around to see whoever it was who sounded suspiciously like Haruka who had interrupted her. And as her turn brought her about face, her eyes finding the cafe owner, Shinobu only briefly considered this might be one of the Sextoys she was seeking...
But the fact that this Haruka was dressed in her ordinary work clothes, wearing a slightly confused expression on her face and a cigarette drooping from her lip, kind-of made Shinobu think that this was the real deal. It didn't quite seem sexy enough to be a stripper-bot.
“Ah... hahahaha....”, Shinobu nervously laughed, “H-hi. W-w-what might you be doing here, H-Haruka?”
Haruka's confused expression grew only more perplexed.
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