"Do you have to touch me there?" Prometheus asked as Juno adjusted his fingers into a position more pleasing for the camera. The human looked at the Reploid with a pretty little smile.

"Are you ticklish in your fingers?" she mused playfully. "I didn't think Reploids had nerve endings that acted like that."

Prometheus glared at her before snatching his hand away from her. "I don't." he hissed at her. The human only laughed at him, which made the Reploid grimace. Pandora who sat nearby jumped at the sound of Juno's spontaneous laughter.

"Alright," Juno then said as she went back over to her tripod and camera, "With that look, I think I should take the picture now."

"Don't see why you have to take pictures of anything around here…." Prometheus grumbled as Juno prepared the camera. "No one's that exciting."

"Dora, can you help bring the softbox closer?" Juno then said, ignoring Prometheus with a teasing smile. Again, Pandora jumped- this time from hearing Juno call her by her apparent nickname, but she got up to do as she asked.

"Here?" Pandora asked after moving the softbox a few inches closer to Prometheus, who then proceeded to act as if the light was blinding him although it was still well enough away from him.

Juno looked into the camera to check how the shot would look. The human then walked over to the softbox herself and helped Pandora move it a bit to the right. Pandora's body locked up little by little the closer Juno was to her, but she relaxed the moment Juno returned to the camera.

"Alright Seuss," Juno then instructed while taking a deep sigh out, "Gimme a glare."

Prometheus's expression didn't change, yet Juno snapped several photos anyway. It wasn't much more than a minute before Juno stepped away from the camera to get something out of a black duffel bag that sat nearby.

"Am I done?" Prometheus impatiently asked as Juno dug around the duffel bag.

"Depends." Juno told him with a little tilt of her head. "I was thinking about doing something different."

"What?" Prometheus and Pandora both asked at the same time, their tones, however, not as in sync. In a way of answering them, Juno pulled out a small ballpoint pen-like object from the bag. The human looked over the pen curiously before pressing down a small button located at the top; it wasn't a second more that the shutter went off on the camera, surprising the Reploid siblings equally.

"Ha, it still works!" Juno remarked as she worked on standing up again.

"What happened?" Pandora asked quietly, looking at the camera darkly as if it had spoke ill about her. "You told us that camera doesn't have an AI to it!"

"It doesn't." Juno assured. "I found the remote shutter controller. I thought the power in that thing died ages ago."

"Why do you need a remote shutter controller?" Prometheus questioned.

"Because I want to take another picture." Juno said, simply enough.

Prometheus scoffed. "How is that any different from the ones you've been violating us with?" he spat.

"I don't mind being framed..." Pandora spoke up in a tiny voice. Prometheus then shot her a less than friendly look that sent the invisible message of him wanting her to watch what she says. Juno seemed to ignore them as she let out a light giggle.

"This time, I'm going to be in the picture with you." Juno told them. "The remote shutter controller makes it, like, fifty times easier for me to do that."

"You want a picture… with us?" Prometheus asked, giving Juno a doubtful look. "Why on earth would you want to do that?"

Juno looked up at the Reploid and gave him a smile that nearly made him forget to stand.

"Why wouldn't I want to take pictures of my best friends?" she asked him. For several minutes, the Reploid siblings only stood in silence; perhaps with had been from the usage of the word 'friend' and how little it was used around (or about) them. Or, maybe, it was because of something else that created an obnoxious feeling of being nothing more than just a friend.

"So… one more picture?" Juno asked, holding up the remote. The Reploids did not give an answer and instead stared at the remote as if it were radioactive plutonium.

If the Reploids were going to answer, they had wasted enough time that someone came into the room so that they couldn't answer. The three of them turned around to see Master Albert standing at the door. His face was blank as he studied them and the makeshift portrait studio that Juno had set up.

"Juno..." Master Albert then started to say, his voice chillingly calm, "What did I tell you about the statuses of Prometheus and Pandora?"

Juno didn't respond at first as she looked over her photography stuff as if she was suddenly aware of it. She then looked back up at him with an innocent smile.

"Albert," she then started to say charmingly, "What did I tell you about hobbies?"

At the same time, sensing the same danger, Prometheus and Pandora took a step back. Master Albert and Juno gave each other only a single expression, each ruling out the other in a perfect yin-yang. It was Master Albert who broke their gazes at each other- he turned to look at the Reploid siblings, who seemed to shrink a bit from under his eye.

"Out." Master Albert then instructed in a short tone.

"Yes sir." Prometheus immediately said as he took his sister by the hand and led them both out the door. Master Albert wasted no time in shutting the door behind them, almost shutting it in their faces. For a few minutes, the two looked from each other to the door before Pandora leaned in to temptation and put her ear on the door.

"Stop that." Prometheus hissed at her, knowing that Master Albert could likely still hear them through the steel door. "You know that he's trying to do the only thing he thinks can control her- you're not going to get anything out of them except for constipated moaning."

Pandora ignored her brother before she realized that she could hear the shutter close on the camera.

"She's taking pictures again..." Pandora told her brother softly. For a moment, Prometheus gave an expression that almost didn't want to look disgusted.

"Humans." he finally spat. "Disgusting freaks of nature. Come on Pandora, we should get out of here before Master Albert comes out."

Acknowledging her brother with a small nod, Pandora kept her ear pressed to the door for a few moments longer. When she did back up, she looked as if she had heard something that suggested that more than pictures were being taken in the room…

"She laughed..." Pandora mumbled. "And she said..."

"I don't want to hear it." Prometheus hissed at her.

"She said that-"

"Pandora!"

"She said that he could do better than that."

Prometheus stared at his sister with wide, dangerous eyes before smacking her on the back of her head out of spite. She whipped her head around to look at him as if she were surprised that he had done that- truthfully, she knew why and didn't complain. She let out too much information, and he had warned her to stop. She deserved it.

"Let's go." Prometheus told her again. "Before he comes out."

This time, Pandora nodded and followed her brother as the retreated back to their room.