Santa Compana~ Amusement Park, August 2006.
Giant Rainclouds consumed the sky as heavy rain drenched the ground below and upon the burnt remains of an closed down amusement park known as Santa Compana~, cascading down the destroyed structures and onto the face of an small robot arctic fox named Svetlana The Arctic Vixen, who started herself up and walked out her ruined home to greet the rain, twitching and shuddering as a result of the moisture disagreeing with her circuitry due to it being exposed to the elements as most of her beautiful white fabric coat rotted away off her frame over the years due to the fire of 1984 and the passage of time, her left arm was replaced with a machete. leaving her looking like decomposing metal zombie warrioress than an ice skating Soviet ballerina.
She walked jerkily to the decaying ruins of the ice rink to greet her sole bandmate Randolph the Reindeer, his brown furred lower casing had fallen off to reveal his metal endoskeleton and looking like a deer got its lower half eaten by coyotes after getting stuck on a fence, a morbid picture to imagine to be sure. " Hi-hi-hi-hi S-s-Svetlana. " He greeted politely through his damaged voice box. " N-n-n-n-ice We-ather we're ha-ha-ha-having..." He chuckled as he held out his hand to catch the rain droplets.
" Da.." Svetlana partly agreed. " It doesn't agree with *brzzrt* me though. " She complained as she twitched and squeezed out her tail of the water trapped inside it. " I might have to have to scavenge for new parts soon once mine give out. " She lamented as her rusted leg servos struggled to hold her upright and she readjusted the cables connected to her battery attached to her back to avoid shutting down as her teal eye lights flickered in response. " I *bzzrt* don't want to scavenge parts from Petir if I have to. " She looked at the snoozing decayed polar bear robot resting on a table beside her with most of his fur and casing missing from his body while his metal endoskeleton was exposed to the elements, which took a toll on him when he awoke and struggled to hold himself up due to his flaking and rusted servos and he finally fell flat on his face, which broke one of his eyes as it dangled out of it's socket when Svetlana and Randolph helped him up to his feet.
" T-H-a-n-k-s-G-U-yz " Petir thanked through his distorted voice box until the VHS tape threw up out of his mouth and he shut down when his battery and its mount and wiring fell out his back and he collapsed on the floor again.
" Clickity click click " a penguin robot waddled up, her name was Perri as she inspected the fallen polar bear and flapped her remaining intact wing and rotated her head 360 degrees and moved her lower jaw as she vocalized from her broken voice box, which only made clicking noises from the VHS mechanism and her other wing was completely missing aside from the joint it once connected to and her belly hatch was gone, exposing her cogs and gears within and her lower beak had fallen off on the way to the ice rink and her black coat had turned a bright shade of brown due to her endo rusting inside her. " BhrrtWhheeeooohh? "
" Petir is falling apart just like the rest of us, Perri. we need to find some replacement parts before it's too late for us as well. " Svetlana told her as she adjusted her breastplate behind the remains of her faded red leotard as it flaked rust particles as the plate shifted around. " The men and boys went completely nuts when I did this long ago, I don't get it still. I'm just a machine at the end of the day. " She stated in confusion despite the fact she was built with a curvy, buxom, and pear body shape, which is still present even in her worn out state.
" Humans can get very attracted to robots at times " Randolph pointed out as he and his bandmates stared at the readers of this very story with concern and disgust on their faces. " We're only machines, we're incapable of loving you back, you know! "
" Now Randolph, let them have their fun. " Svetlana chuckled at the thought of humans being interested in her that way as her tail wagged excitedly. " That's quite the doozy of information there, Tovarich. "
" *sighs* Can we just get to practicing? " Randolph suggested as he was getting very uncomfortable with this conversation as he went to the stage to adjust his microphone as the girls got to work repairing Petir to get him ready and presentable for band practice the best they could with what they had on hand. after that was over and done with, they managed to help him onto the stage and to his drum kit and making sure he was seated properly, just as they were about to preform, the watchman showed up to survey the area with his flashlight as the robots stood still and watched his every move as he got to work sweeping the ice rink with a broom and dustpan and a grey plastic trash can plush humming a tune to himself as he worked with his MP3 player in his jacket pocket.
" No Mires a los Ojos de la Gente by Golpes Bajos plays on the boombox suddenly and loudly " Scaring the watchman as he ran over to switch it off, after doing so, he turned around to see Svetlana standing directly behind him with a maniacal grin on her face and machete at the ready to decapitate him as he slowly inched away from her while keeping his eyes on her as he started running out of the ice rink backwards as Svetlana slowly moved towards him picking up her pace as she engaged the watchman in a chase throughout the damp amusement park as he screamed in terror while her friends laughed at his misfortune at being chased off by the hostile vixen in the still pouring rain.