Thoughts from Takako Shimizu about her home life and her 'first' meeting with Shimbo

A.N: Well, just another crazed idea from inside my head. It's a poem from Ms. Shimizu point of view about the Persocom, her husband and Shimbo. It's kinda like an extended poem from the story that Shimbo tells Hideki in vol.2 of the manga and some little things from vol.1

Disclaimer: If you don't already know that someone else owns these characters and storyline, then you really are thick. I just wrote the poem and came up with the idea for it. CLAMP can own Chobits, I don't want it!

Pretty Robot Girl

All alone again

With no one to blame

Except myself

And a pretty robot girl

I've been forgotten

Locked out of my own home

All because he'd rather spend time

With a pretty robot girl

Sitting alone

On an old playground swing set

I'm bearly moving

I wonder about that pretty robot girl

Is something so fake, so artificial

So much better then the real thing?

Am I miniscule, compared

To the pretty robot girl

So soon, after the fairy tale had ended

He brought her home

All was forgotten

but the pretty robot girl

Obsession, is the only word

Then again

She's so much more beautiful, smart and amusing

That pretty robot girl

Talk about her all the time, he did

Now she is what think of too

But my feelings are at the other end of the scale

For that pretty robot girl

I did try

I was happy when I first met her,

You were just so excited, she was new

I was under the delusion the fairy tale would start over

Alas, he loves the pretty robot girl

I remember the first time it didn't matter,

Whether I came home or not

I was sitting right here, alone on this very swing

While the she took my place, the pretty robot girl

Then you came along

Once, when you thought my sadness was just thought

The next, six hours later

I wonder what she was doing, that pretty robot girl

You asked what I was doing out so late, I must have looked so blank

I think I told you

"I can't go home. The door's locked and I can't get in"

All because of that pretty robot girl

You asked, so concerned, if I'd lost my key

How silly! I laughed, didn't I?

"I have a key, but the chain is on, so I still can't get in"

Funny, that the pretty robot girl was safe inside!

Again, in that sweet tone, you asked if there was anyone in the room.

I think I bit my tongue and looked away

"My husband's home"

With that pretty robot girl

You thought we'd gotten into a fight, how could we have?

"I haven't fought with my husband in a long time now"

"…We don't talk much anymore"

He talks to his pretty robot girl

"That sucks. You should yell at him!"

"What difference does that make?" I think I yelled at you instead.

"The chain means he's forgotten I'm even coming home"

Too busy with the pretty robot girl

The breeze blew through my hair,

my eyes lingering up to an apartment above

"When I realized it doesn't matter to him, I stopped caring"

All because he cares more for the pretty robot girl

I tried not to cry,

Through it's the thing I wanted to do most

The thought still hurts

That he cares for the pretty robot girl

I always tried to tell you

"Persocoms are perfect, how can I compete?"

Your love did not waver, as his did

When he fell for the pretty robot girl

"You can't help it when you fall in love.

That's just love you know?"

Is what the other one said

So maybe I can't blame him, for being with

That pretty robot girl

I remember when he said I couldn't live my dream

A primary school teacher

"You won't get to spend time at home with me"

I wonder if he notices I'm gone yet?

Or if he's still wrapped up with his pretty robot girl.

I didn't think it would be this long…shrugs Please review!

… # Rei Ant # …