Chapter 3: A Lady's Maid
Luckily for me, Robotnik determined it was too late at night to plan any evil schemes. Before he sent me to bed, however, he demonstrated one of his favorite inventions, his Robot-Maker.
Quite frankly, I was scared, not only because it usually backfired in the show, but that he was creating a maid-bot to follow me around. That was all I needed, I sighed.
He piled cleaning supplies, miscellaneous make-up products, one of those 'complimentary' hotel mints that they put on your pillow, and a bouquet of flowers into the machine. I stepped back as the lights flashed wildly, the machine vibrated, and puffs of smoke spewed out the opening. I heard a bot roll out of the machine.
"Voi-la!" he cried, "Electra, the Robo-Maid!"
One large tire propelled her around as she puttered to Robotnik. He whispered some instructions into her bat-like ears. Her two mascara-covered green eyes looked like marbles sitting on hoses, and she had pink pinchers for hands. The rest of her body casing was a lavender color. At one point he must of mentioned me, because she rotated her eyes toward me and smiled.
She nodded her oval head, and then puttered my way. She was little more than 5 feet tall, almost exactly my height. Grabbing my wrist gently, she spoke in a mechanically soothing voice, "This way, Sweets!" She had a slight lisp.
What else could I do? After a few minutes of her leading me around the fortress, she located my room. Inside, it was only a smudge bigger than a walk-in closet, with a window at the end of the room, just above the small cot-like bed. At least it was better than the dungeon, I think.
A full-length oval mirror hung on the wall. I cautiously looked into it, and sighed. I hadn't transformed into anything, and was still wearing my pjs - coral reef shorts and top that my Aunt made for me. My aunt, my family, would I ever see them again?
I tried to run my fingers through my now scruffy auburn hair, but to no avail. I turned and saw that Electra was standing in the doorway.
She seemed startled, "Didn't mean to stare, Sweets," she said, "But do you need anything?"
"Call me Joanie," I said, "And... if it isn't too much trouble," I added, "Could I please have a change of clothes for tomorrow?"
"Sure thing, Sweets!" she smiled warmly, "Sewing is my specialty!" she opened her front compartment and pulled out coils of thread, and a needle pincushion. She was almost as well-equiped as Grounder! She asked me, "What color do you prefer?"
"Um... I don't know..." I looked at her colors again, "Pink or purple will work... I guess- Thank you, Electra."
"My pleasure, Sweets!" She then closed the door. Unfortunately I heard the lock click as well. I guess they didn't trust me. They had a right to.
I stepped onto the bed and opened the window. There wasn't a screen on it, and the chilly night air swept in. I poked my head out and peered down. There was no way I could jump out and hope to live. I realized I was in a cartoon world, but I didn't feel like testing if the physics worked on me.
I looked up and could see for miles along the landscape. Mobius certainly was every bit as beautiful as earth, though with a few distinct color differences. Around the fortress was dirt and rocks, but further down I could see patches of red, blue, and purple grasses dotted with trees of all shapes and sizes. The navy sky above was airbrushed with milky white stars, and I watched the twin moons move slowly across the sky.
As I gazed out, I couldn't help but wonder what Sonic and Tails were up to. At this time of night, probably snoozing, I thought. "I should get to bed to," I said aloud.
My heart leaped at the thought of actually seeing or even meeting them. I just hoped that I wouldn't have to use all I had (until now) considered 'useless cartoon trivia' against them.
I crawled under the covers and wrapped myself up. "Please help me to get through this Lord," I prayed, "I just don't know what to do..." I yawned and closed my eyes, "And thanks for Electra..." I once again fell asleep.
TO BE CONTINUED...
Luckily for me, Robotnik determined it was too late at night to plan any evil schemes. Before he sent me to bed, however, he demonstrated one of his favorite inventions, his Robot-Maker.
Quite frankly, I was scared, not only because it usually backfired in the show, but that he was creating a maid-bot to follow me around. That was all I needed, I sighed.
He piled cleaning supplies, miscellaneous make-up products, one of those 'complimentary' hotel mints that they put on your pillow, and a bouquet of flowers into the machine. I stepped back as the lights flashed wildly, the machine vibrated, and puffs of smoke spewed out the opening. I heard a bot roll out of the machine.
"Voi-la!" he cried, "Electra, the Robo-Maid!"
One large tire propelled her around as she puttered to Robotnik. He whispered some instructions into her bat-like ears. Her two mascara-covered green eyes looked like marbles sitting on hoses, and she had pink pinchers for hands. The rest of her body casing was a lavender color. At one point he must of mentioned me, because she rotated her eyes toward me and smiled.
She nodded her oval head, and then puttered my way. She was little more than 5 feet tall, almost exactly my height. Grabbing my wrist gently, she spoke in a mechanically soothing voice, "This way, Sweets!" She had a slight lisp.
What else could I do? After a few minutes of her leading me around the fortress, she located my room. Inside, it was only a smudge bigger than a walk-in closet, with a window at the end of the room, just above the small cot-like bed. At least it was better than the dungeon, I think.
A full-length oval mirror hung on the wall. I cautiously looked into it, and sighed. I hadn't transformed into anything, and was still wearing my pjs - coral reef shorts and top that my Aunt made for me. My aunt, my family, would I ever see them again?
I tried to run my fingers through my now scruffy auburn hair, but to no avail. I turned and saw that Electra was standing in the doorway.
She seemed startled, "Didn't mean to stare, Sweets," she said, "But do you need anything?"
"Call me Joanie," I said, "And... if it isn't too much trouble," I added, "Could I please have a change of clothes for tomorrow?"
"Sure thing, Sweets!" she smiled warmly, "Sewing is my specialty!" she opened her front compartment and pulled out coils of thread, and a needle pincushion. She was almost as well-equiped as Grounder! She asked me, "What color do you prefer?"
"Um... I don't know..." I looked at her colors again, "Pink or purple will work... I guess- Thank you, Electra."
"My pleasure, Sweets!" She then closed the door. Unfortunately I heard the lock click as well. I guess they didn't trust me. They had a right to.
I stepped onto the bed and opened the window. There wasn't a screen on it, and the chilly night air swept in. I poked my head out and peered down. There was no way I could jump out and hope to live. I realized I was in a cartoon world, but I didn't feel like testing if the physics worked on me.
I looked up and could see for miles along the landscape. Mobius certainly was every bit as beautiful as earth, though with a few distinct color differences. Around the fortress was dirt and rocks, but further down I could see patches of red, blue, and purple grasses dotted with trees of all shapes and sizes. The navy sky above was airbrushed with milky white stars, and I watched the twin moons move slowly across the sky.
As I gazed out, I couldn't help but wonder what Sonic and Tails were up to. At this time of night, probably snoozing, I thought. "I should get to bed to," I said aloud.
My heart leaped at the thought of actually seeing or even meeting them. I just hoped that I wouldn't have to use all I had (until now) considered 'useless cartoon trivia' against them.
I crawled under the covers and wrapped myself up. "Please help me to get through this Lord," I prayed, "I just don't know what to do..." I yawned and closed my eyes, "And thanks for Electra..." I once again fell asleep.
TO BE CONTINUED...