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6/18/2025, 6:33:10 AM
You do your best to move off the bed lightly so as not to wake Tamako and go try to find a washroom. The clock says it's still early, but the tunnel halls are still as well lit as they were before. The only indication of the hour is the lack of roving worker fae, though there are still a few janitorial robots around. Luckily there are plenty of signs, and you follow the directions to the nearest bathroom, making note of the showers along the way. As you return you spot the robots again and get an idea.
You approach one of the cleaning bots, in this case, one that looks like a floating chrome football with spider-like legs, each currently clutching a cleaning gadget. You greet it, and ask if you can borrow a brooms It brings you to a closet and hands over a very sleek, futuristic device. It has the general shape of a metal broom, but the base has all sorts of knobs and buttons on it, and the bristles look a bit like thin strings of LED lights.
You take this back to your room, and lean it up against the inside of your door, upside down. As you take a step back you notice Tamako beside you, squatting down and watching the slowly shifting lights of the fibers of the sweeper.
"I wonder where Kiki is now." Your daughter says, "Do you think she is wondering where we went too? I hope she wasn't there when these guys busted into our place. Hopefully she would have hid right away."
You say you are sure she is fine, and that you hope she escaped as well. Thinking on it, they would have just sent her back to the fae world. It's a little unclear to you, but being sent back doesn't seem like that bad of a thing. Heck, the gnomes voluntarily went back, only being delayed by their inability to do so.
You ask Tamako how shes' feeling. This must be so much for her to take on all at once.
"Huh? I'm fine. I was just starting to get used to our place, but I guess it's time for a new arc. The fairy arc... Spy arc? I"ll think of something."
You grin slightly. She would compare her life to an anime. Though to be fair, her life has been more like the shows she watches than real life. Or at least the real life you were used to. You suppose this is your real life too now.
You approach one of the cleaning bots, in this case, one that looks like a floating chrome football with spider-like legs, each currently clutching a cleaning gadget. You greet it, and ask if you can borrow a brooms It brings you to a closet and hands over a very sleek, futuristic device. It has the general shape of a metal broom, but the base has all sorts of knobs and buttons on it, and the bristles look a bit like thin strings of LED lights.
You take this back to your room, and lean it up against the inside of your door, upside down. As you take a step back you notice Tamako beside you, squatting down and watching the slowly shifting lights of the fibers of the sweeper.
"I wonder where Kiki is now." Your daughter says, "Do you think she is wondering where we went too? I hope she wasn't there when these guys busted into our place. Hopefully she would have hid right away."
You say you are sure she is fine, and that you hope she escaped as well. Thinking on it, they would have just sent her back to the fae world. It's a little unclear to you, but being sent back doesn't seem like that bad of a thing. Heck, the gnomes voluntarily went back, only being delayed by their inability to do so.
You ask Tamako how shes' feeling. This must be so much for her to take on all at once.
"Huh? I'm fine. I was just starting to get used to our place, but I guess it's time for a new arc. The fairy arc... Spy arc? I"ll think of something."
You grin slightly. She would compare her life to an anime. Though to be fair, her life has been more like the shows she watches than real life. Or at least the real life you were used to. You suppose this is your real life too now.
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