AN: I started writing this in around 2021, and most of the chapters were written around then. I just typed up what I had, as it was already written. Other than this footnote, I haven't really touched this document in over two years.

Brittany is standing on the table near Dave's pool chair, applying makeup to Bass, who is reclining in it and fidgeting with impatience. She spots Gemini Man and Tundra Man. She waves to them, asking "Would you like to come to my beauty salon?"

Without waiting for a response, she starts thinking and looking at what services they may need. Gemini Man is narcisissitic (who isn't when they can clone themselves whenever they want), and doesn't think he needs anything done. "We don't need your services, but thanks for the offer ma'am."

Brittany looks as his hands as he got closer and thought of something. She sees his cloning ability and smiles. "I get it," she says laughing, "you dont need a mirror, you can look at yourself anytime." Shes jealous of this ability, but doesnt admit to it out loud.

Gemini Man responds and his clone repeats, "sorry to bother you, then". He walks off towards the interdimensional portal so he can go home. Brittany takes his hands and starts to feel them. Gemini Man is uncomfotable with this, but if he pulled away, she'd fall to the ground. She notices that the silicone-like material covering his hands feels dry and rough. She exclains "I have just the right thing for you! and goes to get some petrolleum jelly from the other side of the table, he sheepishly leans foreward to match her. Gemini Man is wondering what she's planning.

Brittany can tell that Gemini Man is narcissistic and plays to this. "You want to see perfection?" she asks him. He nods. She continues, "I have just the right thing for you. Your hands are quite dry, and I know a way to get them moisturized," she emphasizes the container of petroleum jelly that's half her size. "I use this same technique on my sisters' dolls, no need to thank me." She leads him to the edge of the pool, where she motions for him to sit.

Meanwhile Tundra Man is sitting on the grass, wondering if he could freeze over the pool because he wasnt disarmed aftet the incedent with WIly.

Brittany applies the petroleum jelly liberally to Gemini Man's hands, he's decloned. It takes her a while because one of her hands fits on the tip of his smallest finger, so she can only do a little bit at a time. She finishes, feeling icky from the petrolleum jelly clumping the fur on her hands. She calls out to Tundra Man, "Hey you, sir. Are you in need of a new recital outfit? Ill be with you in a second. She leans over to the cup of soapy water she set aside to remove as much petroleum jelly as possible. She tells Tundra Man "I'll be with you in a second" as she washes off her hands. Tundra Man wonders how this, what seems to him to be a girl, knows that his critics' greatest complaints is that he wears his armor every time. He thinks its quite handsome and elegant, after all, he did design it himself, but wonders if they would stop complaining if he showed up in clothing once. He's tried, but Dr. Cossack always gets in the way.

Brittany thinks to herself, "I know someone who can do the job better, but he's busy messing around with that thing the tall kid brought in, but I'll at least try." She goes to get the fabric. While she does this, Tundra Man wonders if he should invite Kalinka. "I owe her one for convincing Dr. Cossack to give me the parts necessary to modify myself for skating." He calls home.

"Hi, DCN 026 , Pharaoh Man here. This is Cossack Labs."

"Are you using the main phone line? You should be using the built-in transmitters."

"Oh, hi my chilly friend. What's going on? Why is your location signal not showing up very well?"

"I'm in an alternate dimension, and this girl is offering a beauty salon for visiting robot masters, so I thought I'd let you know. This girl knows her stuff, so I think Kalinka would love it, since the girl does humans as well."

"Wait, what, Kalinka just left for school, its 6:30 now. Also, the strange energy cluster on the edge of the citadel is an interdimesional portal?"

"Yes. Others are visting from our universe."

"Great, Kalinka gets home at twleve, and Mikhail won't be back from the research conference until early tomorrow morning. What time is it by you?"

"Not sure, I'm not good with temperate zones."

"Is the sun out?"

"Yes."

"It's daytime there, we'll be there by 12:30. Her bedtime is 22:00, so we can stay a while."

"Are you hiding in the basement again because Bright was working and turned the lights on?"

"None of your business."

"Sounds like a yes. I get it. He's worse than the long days of the Antarctic, he even turns himself on. Dr. Cossack hasn't lowered his wattage since that day despite needing to have."

"Enouugh of the small talk"

Pharaoh Man hangs up.

Brittany looks at her watch. It's about 4:30pm, or 16:30 millitary. She still has a while before sunset, so she continues her work.

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Notes: I'm including extensive notes in case anyone who is new to either franchsie is reading this.

Siberia is large and has many time zones. Google searching time conversions gave me Krasnoyarsk Time as "Siberian time zone", so I'm going with that. The Chipmunks live in what is likely central California, so they're using PST. The time difference is about 14 hours, and Russia is on the other side of the international date line.

I already wrote most of the plot when i thought of how time zones worked. In my original draft, i mentioned them, but miscalculated. Just assume that at least six years have passed since Mega Man 4, as the leaving time makes sense for a high schooler, and she was 7-9 years old in the game. I did not consider her age, so her dialogue may come off as young because I envisioned her as a child in my draft, not a young woman.