Get Off My Lawn
Forrest entered the Rainbow Room.
"All right, what's all this?" Forrest said.
Maia dropped a list. "A Rainbow somewhere in Nevada needs a switch."
Forrest narrowed his eyes. "Wait, you are a..."
"Interstate organization?" Diana said. "Yeah, we are very well organized."
Twilight just stared. "I asked them for help... now I'm the one about to get dismantled."
The other vacuums stared at the villains. "I know... she did wrong. But now you're turning on her?"
Tempest paused. "Who else can we take a switch from?"
His gaze darted to the Rainbows on the shelf. The line seemed to get tighter.
"No way," Marine snapped.
Forrest glanced at Twilight. Something was so familiar to him.
They called her Classic Omega. Olivia was the latest in technology.
"Now, do you think you're up to the challenge," Forrest asked his successor.
"Sure!" Olivia laughed.
His masters were about to unbox a new lamp. Thermalli Rainbow.
The new lamp had chosen the name Citrus. He was a bundle of energy. Olivia had a difficult time keeping up with him.
Friendship soon turned into love. Olivia and Citrus were inseparable.
Forrest was sold to a collector weeks after the confession.
Forrest snapped out of it. Why did Twilight's color palate remind him of Citrus?
"You want a fight?" Forrest growled. His motor revved.
"Sure thing, old man!" Tempest said. "Diana? You're the newer Kirby. Take care of him."
Diana smiled. "Right on it."