The parents thoughts

Edden's parents always wanted a child. So when Edden was born they were ready, but they weren't ready for the condition she was born with. You see Edden was born with both sets of genitalia, a hermaphrodite, they didn't want Edden because of this.

When Edden was old enough to be left alone they left, they bought a house closer to where they work, and live there only going back home to restock the kitchen sleep one night then leave. Never talking to Edden but to tell her that she needs to clean up, to work hard, to eat right, and to sleep right, or to praise her on her intelligence, never in a kind manner though. That's the way it has been since Edden was four and smart enough to listen. They never thought of adoption because who would want her, a hermaphrodite, they didn't think anyone would so they neglected her, left her there on her own.

At present time they were thinking of a way to leave Edden forever. They never really wanted to have anything to do with her.

Two days after inner-Edden comes out.

In downtown Peach Creek Edden's parents, having thought over and over, had finally thought of a way to leave their 'daughter' and start a new family. Tired of having the freak of a 'child' they have, the 'Parents' decided to build 'it' a MaidBot to take care of their 'child'.

After getting dressed and making there way to the biotech lab that they own, started to draw up plans for the MaidBot. Giving the Bot all the abilities of a regular babysitter and maid, such as cooking, cleaning, and {for the benefit of their 'child'} the know how to deal with the 'child' currently living in the house they need to sell so much, so that they can move. After finally getting the plans drawn up they proceeded to start making prototypes.

One after another the bots failed, days turned to a months, they started to get irritated about to give up. Having sent out for help they finally got the answer they were looking for, 4 months to be exact. In the from of an old man, named Timothy turner.

Days before receiving a request for help

Dimmsdale, California

Tim heard word of people trying to make a babysitter-bot, he had no idea why and he didn't care. All that Timothy knew was he could get his wife a new body, so that he could leave this wonderful world to move on to the next. He had pulled on every connection he had to try and bring her a body, but he just couldn't find the right body. None seemed to fit as well as the Vincent's building plan, he just couldn't get enough of the plans. The plans were all he needed to finally leave this world, after all he was the ripe old age of one hundred and fifty years old.

All Timothy needed to do was make it there, brittle bones aren't the best to walk on, he hopped on his scooter and went to the airport. Getting to the counter was easy, everybody moved for an old man like him, he never has to buy tickets it was useless, he'd tried before having no luck, so he stopped and hopped on his plane. Dimmsdale, California to Peach Creek, Oregon.

Falling asleep almost as soon as he sat down, he failed to see a black haired boy sit down next to him with a girl 'wearing a bunnyish costume', or the very odd look they sent his way, but he could feel it all the way to Oregon. The intrigue and the determination, the latter focused on the computer chip resting in his pocket.

Six hours later

Getting woken up by one of the female flight attendees, he smiled as he grabbed his cane and made his way off the plane, smile never leavening his old face.

Hopping into a limo that had a sign with his name on it and made his way to the biotech lab.

"Were to Mr. Turner?" he heard the driver ask.

"Peach Creek technology and biotech please." Timothy said smile slightly brighter, happy to have such an outrageously dressed driver. The pink and deep violet eyes, the ghost white bunny ears tipped with blood red and flaked with emerald green, and the tails wrapped around her waist two ghost white, one emerald green, and two blood red. It was the cutest costume that he'd ever seen.

"Okay Mr. Turner we will be there in about an hour or so, just rest you really look quite tired. Names Marianna Potter by the way Mr. Turner." The newly named Mrs. Potter stated.

"Thank you Mrs. Potter, tell me when we get there?" Timothy asked. "Of course Mr. Turner." Marianna's reply was fast.

'I wonder what he is doing out here by his lonesome.' Marianna asked herself as she drove to the biotech lab.

Peach Creek Tech and BioTech Lab

One hour later

Mr. And Mrs. Vincent were having a terrible day, yet again, trying to figure out how to make this Babysitter/Maid-Bot work for the freak they had back at the house, when they heard the phone ring.

Picking it up the voice heard was of the secretary,"Mrs. Vincent there's a Timothy Turner here to see you about your project."

"Thank you, send him right in." said a distracted Mrs. Vincent not even hearing the phone hang up. She didn't hear anything until a knock sounded at the door. "Come in." She howled, stopping and looking at her husband.

She waited until the door opened fully to even approach the person coming through the its archway. Being the people the Vincents portray to the public, a nice upstanding couple with no children, they smiled welcomingly to the person coming through the door yet to know who this person is.

When the door opened there stood an old man of what looked to be in his 80's. Wearing an old worn pink baseball hat, a blue button-down shirt, black slacks, holding a ivory walking cane, and wearing deep blue loafers. "Hello, Mr. and Mrs. Vincent." replied the old man.

"Hello I don't think we've seen you before, who are you and why are you here?" Questioned Mr. Vincent sweetly.

"I would believe that would be true. I'm here because I had happened to hear you are in need of some form of artificial intelligence for your project. Timothy Turner by they Mr. and Mrs. Vincent." replied Mr. Turner with an all to happy smile.

"Oh thank you sir, Mr. Turner, sir. How can we ever repay you." Mrs. Vincent exclaimed all too happy to finally have a way to take care of their freak of a 'daughter'.

"Let me talk to my AI privately before I hand it fully to you? After of course i see what it is going into." Mr. Turner asked energetically for a man in his old age.

They agreed so they quickly set to work making the last robot they would have to make for this project. While waiting Mr. Turner asked "Why are you two making this project, and what motivated you to do this, quite unique, project? If you don't mind me asking."

"We are trying to create the best way to take care of children while the parents are at work, and my 'daughter' is the motive for the completion of this project because we are never home very long. Mr. Turner." said Mr. Vincent, his answer carrying some form of negative tone to it.

"May I ask how old your daughter is right now?" Asked the old man smile ever present only slightly different, not as excited as he was coming in, due to Mr. Vincent's answer.

Not wanting to answer Mrs. Vincent announced with a happy glint in her eye that they were done, she told Mr. Turner how to upload the AI then her and Mr. Vincent left the room.

Not waiting a moment more Tim put in the usb to upload the AI, then hit integrate. As he sat down and started waiting watching as the blank bot started to grow red hair, next the body started to develop soft mounds, the hips gaining mass, the butt filling out, skin growing lighter but leaving behind darker splotches, chin becoming more pointed, finally the bots eyes opened a blazing pink diamond color.

"Oh for the love of god i never thought you would find me a body." Tim heard the bot say. "Well it's great to see you to Vicky." Tim replied back to the bot, now dubbed Vicky.

"Well its true, old man." Vicky said that smirk in place, not that he would have any other way.

"Anyway Vicky we need to talk, you are a babysitter-bot. Designed by the two scientist on the other side of that door, they made the bot to take care of their daughter."Tim stated before he went on to say "I don't think they love her very much if at all. So i was wondering if you'd treat her the same way you treated me after we became friends." Tim finished feeling nothing but hate for the two elder Vincents.

"Of course i will timmy, you know how i have grown since living in the computer for 10 years. I no longer like causing that kind of pain." Tim would be lying if he said he believed it, so he leveled a glare on her. "Ok ok sheesh i will just tell me how long I have to keep this up. Yaknow the babysitting thing, because i want to stay with you."

"I'm afraid it won't matter this is the last we will see of each other, it's my time to go. I only wanted to get your body back." Tim replied sadly. "I have been keeping my body alive medically just to get your body back and to say goodbye." he said when he heard sniffling, he looked up at Vicky. He only ever saw her cry one time and he didn't like it, his parents fired her as his babysitter.

"Timothy tiberius turner, you will not leave me. I can't live on without you." Tim hugged her and she cried harder. "I know but it was my time long ago."

After he said that she felt him go limp, she laid him down still weeping but not as hard. By the time she got to the door to tell the scientists her face was blank nothing of her crying fit left. She opened the door.

"Hello I'm unit #666, my previous owner just died. Could you call the morgue to come retrieve his body?" Bot 666 stated.

"O' yes we will get right on it. Then we will take to our house to get acquainted with our 'daughter'." answered Mrs. Vincent blush on her face. "We will give you the medical file on our 'child' to read while we wait. We will have to get you some clothes to."

As they left to call the cops Vicky went to a chair in the corner of the room. 'okay lets see what we are dealing with.' she opened the file and skipped down to the medical condition of one Edden Vincent. 'So I'm dealing with an antisocial female hermaphrodite, I'll have to see to her needs later on in her life, but other than that she's a normal kid. Why don't they love their child like they should? There is nothing wrong with her.' Vicky thought with anger directed at Edden's 'parents'.

After Tim's body was taken away and she was given a lab coat to wear they were off. Making the trip to Edden's house quietly she made sure to remember how to get from the lab to the house, for lack of a better thing to do.

They arrived not even 45 minutes later, they stopped gave her a note and told her to go knock and wait. She did as told and knocked then waited as she heard the car drive off. Ten minutes later the door opened to reveal a cute five year old standing there, she passed the note to her.

"So your here to keep me company while my parents go to Europe to work on something there?" asked Edden unsurprised to see a babysitter-bot standing in front of her.

"Yes I will be taking care of you for the foreseeable future, I am bot 666 dubbed Vicky." she stated as Edden moved so she cold enter her new home and charge.

I would say im sorry but im really not but heres another chapter.