Let It Go: Alternative Ending
She grabbed a knife, for it was no longer Blossom performing these actions, but some invisible force. She watched as the knife was centered at her heart, watched as the dinner guests never noticed, watched as the knife plunged into this woman's heart and a wisp of something floated out of her mouth…
A loud bell echoed throughout the room as the lights dimmed. Behind the two way mirror Blossom sighed and rubbed her eyes tiredly. This was the third prototype this week that had died on her. The robot was still belching out steam even as the handyman removed the knife from its chest and carried it out of the room. Maybe this business wasn't meant for her; creating perfect housewives.
She got up, stretching languidly, running her fingers through her long red hair. She needed a break and start fresh. "Maybe modeling them after me isn't the best way to go….." She whispered to herself while walking out of the room. Her light pink summer dress swayed with every step as she went top the basement of her corporation, Perfect Incorporations.
Soon she entered the basement, a clean, sterilized room with gray tiled floors and white walls. The only furniture in the room consisted of a cabinet full of cryogenic coffins; all lined up neatly on the eastern most wall. Blossom approached them quickly, going to the one that was closest to her. This was the first time that she was going to attempt this, using an actual human being and transforming them into a robot, but she was willing to try if it helped her with her idea.
Punching in the code, Blossom watched as the coffin slowly opened, steam pouring out from the bottom to reveal the small dark haired woman. Her green eyes were open and staring blankly at Blossom as she gently picked up the woman, cradling her in her arms as if she were only a small child. She smiled softly as the woman whimpered and started to carry her upstairs, to the lab.
"What're you going to do to me?" She asked in a hushed cracked voice.
"Oh dear," Blossom said sweetly, the grin on her face growing to an insane, Cheshire Cat like grin.
"I'm going to make you perfect."