On the other hand, being a Corpo minion mean that he might reach out to Hiromi for help if his mother is injured like canon.
My mind leapt to a weird place upon reading this. Namely how if you kinda squint the Minotaur can look like a Dreadnaught from 40K (like if you imagine it i guess)
So mortally wounded Gloria + Cybernetics + Death bot you drive via VR =...
STOMP! STOMP! STOMP!
On any given day, the earth shaking and the sight of a Minotaur making it's way to Arasaka Academy would have been grounds for a full fledged lockdown with Security Teams dispatched.
Yet all that happen was murmurs and giggles among the students approaching spreading all while staring eagerly at one David Martinez who forced by contract was handing out flyers advertising that the next "Edgerunner ACE" XBD had dropped.
"SWEETIE! DAVID, COULD YOU COME TO THE SIDEWALK? I DON'T WANT TO RUIN THE NICE FLOORING THE ACADEMY HAS LIKE LAST TIME! HIROMI WAS SUCH A DEAR TREATING IT AS PART OF HER EXPENSES THE LAST ROUND!"
Wincing at the booming volume and turning beet red in embarrassment, David shoved the remaining stack of flyers into a snickering passerby's arm before sprinting towards the waiting Minotaur.
"Mom! Didn't we agree that you'll contact me via my Agent if i forgot anything? Why did you come here?"
"WELL SWEETIE, HIROMI REMINDED ME THAT TODAY WAS BRING-YOUR-OWN-LUNCH DAY SINCE THE CAFETERIA WAS CLOSED FOR UPGRADES AFTER A GENEROUS DONATION WAS MADE.
SO I DECIDED TO BRING YOU YOUR LUNCH!"
There were many things David could have said in response to that, stuff like "There's a XXL Burrito PREMIUM vending machine in the School", "Hiromi was the one that made the donation" or " There was no such thing as a bring-your-own-lunch-day". But looking the tiny lunchbox held in his mom's oversized claw, all he could muster was a "Thanks Mom."
Taking it carefully to prevent himself from being cut by the razor sharp edges of the claw, David turned and started to make his way back when he was halted by a booming shout.
"OH WAIT DEAR! LET ME HEAT IT UP FOR YOU"
Before he could refuse, a small panel popped open from his mom's torso revealing a Microwaver. In a matter of seconds, it found and located the target before firing a beam of microwaves that turned the box piping hot.
"Oh wow Miz Martinez, that was incredible accuracy! Can't believe you managed to control the Microwaver that well! Say, someone who works with my Dad wanted me to ask you if you were interested in having a date with him?
I mean i'm not allowed to reveal who he is, but he his initials are A.S and he told me Dad that you were the most amazing and beautiful women he saw in decades.
According to Dad, he waxes lyrically about the shine of your torso, the way your arms fit together and so on. Lots of stuff that he said he couldn't tell me on account of my age. So what do you say Miz Martinez?"
"THAT'S VERY FLATTERING KATUSO DEAR, PLEASE LET THE GENTLEMAN KNOW THAT I'M FLATTERED BUT I'M STILL GETTING USED TO MY NEW BODY AND AM NOT INTERESTED IN A RELATIONSHIP AT THE MOMENT."
Clutching his pipping hot bento, David strolled back to the academy with shoulders drooped. Of all the things that might have happened after he agreed to Hiromi's plan to save his mom, acute embarrassment had not been one of them
Presenting the sitcom My Mom is a Walking Death Machine, staring David "Puppy" Martinez and Gloria "Mama" Martinez as they lived their lives in Night City dealing with your everyday problems like Rent, Getting back into the Dating Pool and Dealing with a Bad Boss!
P.S: Also, David instantly wins any Yo mama Jokes, but no one is willing to make them for fear of going SQUISH