Blues leaned back in his chair and huffed. He'd been sitting on monitor duty for almost the whole two weeks that Dr. Wily had locked himself away in his lab. Even he, as the Doc's favorite, wasn't allowed in to see what was happening. And without any opportunity to harass his bro, stir crazy didn't even begin to cut it.

Huffing to himself, he kicked out from the monitor and stood with a stretch. He might as well give finding out what the Doc was up to one last try.

He was about to test the door when it was thrown open, startling him to the point where he fell backwards and knocking his helmet off. He looked up at the pretty young woman standing there wrapped in a sheet, a bewildered set of deep purple eyes stared back at him from behind a mass of red hair.

"Hey, Doc, I see you have a new 'lab assistant'," he said with a chuckle.

"Ten seconds and you're already getting yourself onto thin ice! But since you are here, we might as well get this introduction over with. Blues, this is my latest creation, Rose. She isn't quite complete just yet, there are a few components that we will be needing from that brother of yours. Now, keep an eye on her while I go and collect the rest of your cohorts to inform them as well," he said, walking down the hall, leaving Blues holding Rose's shoulders.

"Yes Sir!" he called back all to eagerly.

"And behave yourself!" the doctor yelled from down the hall.

"What does he take me for?" Blues asked more to himself then to Rose.

"Someone who's completely irresponsible," Rose said, sounding as though she was trying to imitate the doctor's accent.

Blues burst out laughing, placing his hand on Rose's shoulder to keep his balance.

"You're to cute, you know that?" he said before looking at her shoulder under the sheet, "but maybe we should get you some clothes first."

"Clothes?" she asked, sounding more then a little confused.

"Jeez," Blues grumbled, shaking his head, "You're going to need something besides the sheet here to cover yourself with."

"This isn't enough?" she asked again, pulling the sheet tighter around herself.

"Let's just say that if your wrapping falls down, everyone around will be seeing more then they need to, okay?"

"Okay," she said with a nod.

"Come on then," he said, tugging at her sheet as gently as he could, getting her to follow him closely.

Rose watched intently from her perch on the foot of Blues' bed as he dug through the chest where he stored his human clothes. When he came back up, he was holding a pair of jeans and a tee-shirt, both black. He then tosses them over to her.

"These should fit you 'till you can get some clothes of your own," he said while keeping his back to her.

She looked the items over for a moment before figuring them out and slipping into them. When she was done, she walked over to Blues and threw herself onto his back.

"Hey! What the?" he stammered before realizing that she had been built a little too well, "You think you could get down from there?" he asked, holding his nose tightly.

"Do I smell bad?" she asked so innocently that Blues suddenly felt as if he was the one doing something wrong.

"Let's just get you to the doc. He's probably gotten the rest of the ring-a-dings together to meet you by now," Blues said, leading Rose out of the room and hoping that he wasn't blushing or the like.

"I don't get it!" Gutsman grumbled, crossing his arms, "It's not like this is the first bot that he's made, and he's probably not even a new model!"

"What makesss you say that?" Snakeman hissed before surpresing a yawn.

There was a small snap heard. Everyone turned and looked over at the source, none other then their blonde haired co-hort, Zero, with a magic marker standing in front of a snoring Cutman.

"What are you doing?" Iceman demanded, jabbing Zero in the shoulder.

"What does it look like? I'm playing a prank. If there's something you want to see, speak now!"

"Give him one of those curly mustaches!" Guts called form his position behind the rest of the group.

After a few minutes of drawing, Dr. Wiley walked into the room with Forte close behind.

"Just what is going on here?" the doc demanded, making the group jump and Zero stiffen.

"Looks like that brother of mine is busy pulling one of his pranks," Forte chided.

"Shove it! You're just jealous that you weren't the one who thought of it!" Zero snapped, turning to glare at his older sibling, who was walking over.

"Can I see that a moment?"

"I guess, what're you planning on doing with it?" Zero asked, relinquishing the marker.

"Adding something important," Forte said calmly before backing away to look at the finished product, "So what are we all crammed in her for?"

"As long as a certain bioroid doesn't get any ideas to do anything he's not supposed to..."

"You've really got to give me more credit, doc," Blues said, walking into the room with his arm around Rose's shoulders, "I'm not all jerk you know!" he finished, giving Rose a small push forward.

"Hello," she said plainly, standing perfectly still.

"She's kinda cute, where'd ya find her?" Guts asked, cramming in behind the rest of the group.

"I didn't find her, you nincomput!" the old man yelled, making as if he were going to hit the large robot before his hand was stopped by Rose grabbing his wrist.

"Don't," she cried, looking like she was going to cry, "don't hurt!"

He lowered his arm slowly, watching the expression on the girl's face fade back to the sweet smile that she'd been wearing earlier.

"Heh? Wha?" Cutman asked, waking up from his nap, "Who's this?" he asked upon seeing Rose.

"This would be Rose. Mind, all of you, that she is nowhere near ready for battle or anything the like. Unfortunately, we're going to have to play host to a particular problem of ours. Not that you can't put a few new dents in the twerp," the doctor chuckled while grabbing hold of a very confused Rose's chin.

"And the doc wanted to send Forte to go and find him. The old fart should know by now that I've got the best idea of how this kid's head works," Blues thought to himself, watching his brother throw a stick around for the dog to chase.

Poor kid seemed to be chasing the dog almost as much as the mutt was chasing after the stick. Blues hopped down from his perch in the tree near to them. Rush growled at his approach, causing his owner to look over at his brother.

"What do you want," the younger boy growled, keeping his distance.

"What? Can't a guy actually behave like a big brother once in a while?" Blues asked as coolly as he could.

"With you, acting like a big brother usually means me getting beat over the head with something," he growled, taking a step back, "I may be naïve, but I'm not stupid! What are you after?" he demanded, walking further back into the trees.

"I'm not after anything," Blues said with a smirk, "But he's another story," Blues added calmly, pointing to behind his little brother.

Rock turned around slowly, not entirely wanting to see what was behind him. Before he could finish turning, he was struck in the back of the neck hard enough to short out most of his systems and sending him tumbling to the ground in a heap.

"Well, that's one problem taken care of for now," Blues chuckled, picking up his little brother and carrying him off.

Free talk: Didn't really know if I should post this or not. I started this back on my old, not hooked up to the net computer. This, mind you, was after I got my hot little hands on information on the anniversary pack, which, naturally got my twisted little mind working; dangerous as that is. Don't get to comfortable with Rose's Chii-like behavior, next time she'll have her full personality data uploaded and be showing her true colors. Oh what fun she's going to be, ne? Well, ja for nyo everyone!