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biolizardboils · 4 months

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so heads up! im popping a LOT of Prime Season 3 posts into the queue--they'll start coming out one week from now, on January 22nd! if you can see this post and haven't watched it yet, here's some tags to block: #prime spoilers, #sonic prime spoilers, #sonic prime s3 spoilers, #sonic prime season 3 spoilers.

got all that? great! here's my final unorganized little rambles about the show:

shoutout to Rusty Rose's Birdie, who only appears in the very first and very last eps for some reason 😭 her speech about it not being her power source came outta nowhere too, but i loved the message behind it

when everyone arrives at the Grim, just before the ep ends, Nine starts breathing heavily and it. instantly reminded me of Movie!Tails when the bar was calling them freaks. fuck. its a nice reminder of where Nine's coming from

speaking of Nine his poses getting more unhinged over time!! hell yeah

i love that the final fight(s) felt like a kid smashing 3 different Lego sets together, real Robot Pirate Island shit

i laughed a little too hard when the Grim's dome started closing in cus Nine's citadel-thing already reminded me of a thing that happened in Fortnite once, but hell naw they had to add The Storm too sdfghj

METAL BIG DESTROYED ME LJKHGFDV im SO glad i wasnt spoiled about it!!! a while in i started finding it creepy instead of funny, which is an added bonus

i was spoiled about the Advance flashback and its clashing sprites though. the utter whiplash of seeing that without warning mightve made me choke on my hot cheeto puffs. someone's already remade it btw, check it out

i fistpumped at the small reprise of "me beauty" gfhjk ill miss you so much Dread

we're four years into the 2020's and Sonic has nearly died an agonizingly slow death 3 times in 3 different continuities! and dare i say it was delicious every time >:)

unless Word of God says otherwise I'm gonna assume that the giant shadow at the end was The Return Of Metal Big lpoihgfds

So... Twitter, huh? My spoiler filters there had some leaks, and I saw some discussion out of context that... actually made me kinda scared to finish the show. But then I did, and had fun with it just like the other two seasons, and I remembered that Twitter gets high-strung about things that don't matter so much, and that giving it sway over how much I enjoy things is silly lol.

Yes, I think the last season could've been paced differently so it wasn't 5 episodes of the same Final Boss Fight. Yes, I think the writing switches jarringly between gearing for a young new audience and for a seasoned old one. Yes, I think the 2D flashbacks look and move worse than what fans constantly make for free. Yes, I think the final episode doesn't do nearly as much housekeeping as it should (does the Shatterverse still exist or not??). Yes, I think declaring the show is canon to the games or whatever they said probably wasn't the best idea. And yes, I think Black Rose should've had a shoulder-parrot!Birdie to match the other Amys. All valid critiques! All sensible things to think when you've been around the Sonic bush!

But I swear to god, people on Twitter act like these things spoil the whole package. Where's the nuance? Why does every opinion there become an absolute worth tearing others down for? Is it the character limit? I bet it's the character limit.

There's so much I love about this show that were infeasible for the Sonic brand just 3-4 years ago. Externalizing the characters' facets to explore them in-depth. Said exploration spanning multiple episodes instead of being one-and-done. The sheer amount of genuine Sonadow food (and I don't actively do shipping, so me adding it here should hold a lot of weight). The snappy, playful, yet blistering fight scenes that, dare I say, feel like a successful TV-budget Spider-Verse. It was all so much fun!

But I guess stuff like Green Hill being the gang's "home" is a big deal-breaker?? Like?? I thought that was silly too, but not worth ratio'ing people with Mickey Mouse Clubhouse over? Get well soon, I guess??

Rambling over, shout-out to the entire country of Canada for giving me the most fun I've had with a Sonic show since X! I'm gonna go figure out how to address all this as The End lol

#sonic prime #sonic the hedgehog #sonic prime season 3 #sonic prime s3 #prime spoilers #sonic prime spoilers #sonic prime s3 spoilers #sonic prime season 3 spoilers #sth #prime #me talking #boils watches #long

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flamingo-writes · 2 years

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Shared Puppyhood – TASM!Peter Parker x Reader

A lil drabble I thought of while walking my dog. And I may be projecting myself a bit here...

Summary: It's strange when you think about it. You have a dog, who you share with Spiderman. And it all happened because Spiderman, the guy you'd been patching up for the last months one day got to your apartment slightly injured, but in his arms he had a dog who needed medical attention far more urgently than him. And while caring the dog back to health, you ended up adopting it, and Spiderman in a way too. Who knew this dog would completely change your lives.

Warnings: mentions of wounds, swearing.

Peter swung by, eventually landing next to your window as he gently used his foot to slide your window open. Carrying a bag of dog food over his shoulder, managed to get inside your apartment in one swift move.

And soon, he was greeted by the sound of paws hitting the wood floor as a medium black dog with long thin hair welcomed him with a wiggling tail and excited eyes.

"Hey, buddy" Peter said kneeling before him and scratching it's head. "How's Archie doing? What's up in your fluffy doggy life, huh?" He continued as he took off his mask, kissing the dog's head.

"Peter?" You asked nervously from somewhere else in your apartment as he got up and walked out of your room, greeting you as you walked out of the bathroom wrapped in a towel. "For fucks sake, you scared me for a second there..." You sighed exasperated.

Peter’s heart skipped a beat not expecting to come in such a moment. He looked away shyly and cleared his throat.

"I should've called before, right?" He said walking out of your room and using a web to pull the dog food towards him. "I remembered you said Archie almost ran out of food so I brought a new bag"

"Oh thank you, Pete!" You sighed relieved. "Yeah, I was gonna buy it later this week..." You said looking at the 44lb bag and then at him. "Thank you!" You said smiling at him before walking towards your room. "Give me 5 minutes while I change..."

"Sure, take your time" He said as he heard the door closing behind you and he headed to the livingroom, followed by Archie as he kept wiggling his tail at Peter.

Peter had grown familiar to your apartment, as the livingroom soon stopped looking like a ER. Since one day he accidentally fell into your fire escape and he'd begged you over and over again to not take him to the hospital, you turned out to be a drop out veterinarian student and knew enough to patch him up.

"Why did you quit?"

"It's a very stressing lifestyle...You try your best for the sake of the animals, and most people are ungrateful..." You told him among other things.

And while now you worked as an elementary teacher, you still retained most of your knowledge. Specially since Spiderman would often knock on your window, wounded and apologizing beforehand. And every time, you stitched him up without hesitation. Feeling bad for making you patch him up every time, he made sure to bring all the materials he used up, sutures, gauze, peroxide...And a few more things like May's banana bread, or donuts, even coffee.

"I'm sorry. I know this is one of the reasons you quit being a vet tech, but–"

"Hey, it's okay. I don't mind patching you up...You've proven to be a lot more grateful than many of the people I came across at the veterinarian hospital..."

Those words made something in him tick. And from then, he only fell more and more each time he knocked on your window.

Although, he never told you his name. For a good three months you just knew the face behind the mask, as well as most of his body as he often arrived with wounds in several parts of his body. But he always refused to tell you his name. You called him Spidey, or sometimes just Bug. And he soon started calling you Bug in return.

Especially one time he knocked on your window with an injured dog, calling your name.

"Please, help me. There was this warehouse on fire and he was trapped inside" He said desperately. "I know I should take it to an actual vet hospital, but I can't afford it, and I couldn't leave him behind"

It was the desperation in his words and the tears in his eyes that made broke your heart and made you do something about it instead you did what you could with what you had at home.

Lucky enough, the dog had a few burns in his paws and tail, nothing too serious, the rest of the dog was intact, except from a mild sore throat from breathing smoke.

And while the dog was resting and getting better, Spiderman went every single day to your apartment, mostly to see the dog and to thank you over and over again. His little food gifts were more than enough for you, but Peter didn't know how else to repay you.

"What will happen once the dog has fully healed" You asked him.

"I'd say put him up for adoption, but honestly...I'm too attached to him to give him up..."

"I can't keep him, Bug..." You whispered. "I can barely afford my own living..."

"Yeah...I know...Me too, also I can't have him at my apartment..."

Seeing that none of you wanted to give him up, and finding a home for him was hard, since finding a home for a medium adult dog wasnt as easy as finding a home for a puppy. You two somehow agreed on keeping the dog, but sharing the expenses. You let the dog stay at your place, walked him in the mornings before work, and got his vaccines covered with help from your friends from vet school, and Peter made sure the dog always had food, and bought him toys and treats. Whenever you had to leave for the weekend, Peter would stay at your place watching over the dog.

"How should we name him?" He asked.

"Something cute..." You purred. "He looks like...Peter, don't you think?"

"Don't name him that!"

"Why not? It's not like you–" You stopped as the penny dropped. "Your name is Peter?"

"What? No....no, no. My name is not–" He stuttered, sighing as he realized it was pointless at this point. "Yes, my name is Peter..." you burst out laughing.

"What a way to finally learn your name!" You chuckled and looked at him. "I stand by what I said earlier, Peter is a nice name"

"Thanks..."

"How about Archie?"

As you walked out of your room, wearing clean pajamas you greeted Peter with a smile, as he felt the air get knocked out of his lungs.

"You look comfy" He pointed out, looking at your shorts decorated with sheeps of all tones of white and brown.

"Thank you, I bought these pajamas at Costco!" You said making a dumb pose, with your shorts and matching shirt of a sheep jumping over a fence. Peter giggled. "Want to stay over for dinner?"

It wasn't the fanciest dinner. It consisted of microwave pizza with leftover salad you made earlier that day. But it was better than anything Peter could ask. Mostly because he had your company making the chewy pizza taste like one of the best things he'd had.

"Thank you, Bug" He purred, calling you by the affectionate nickname he decided to call you. "For dinner"

"Thank you for Archie's food"

"It's nothing..." He said looking at you with a gentle smile with eyes that seemed to melt with adoration. "I should go, it's getting late, and you work early tomorrow"

"Sure..." You murmured, looking away from his gorgeous dark eyes as you hoped he'd stayed a little longer.

You walked him towards your room, as your window was his preferred main door. Stopping in front of your window, he spun on his toes and looked at you, holding his mask on one hand, as he gently brushed your cheek with his free hand's finger.

"See you soon?" He asked as you met his stare and nodded.

"You're always welcome, you know that. You don't even have to wait for me to get home, my window is always open. You can just pop in and play with Archie or take him for a walk or...whatever" You said, as Peter smirked, knowing this speech by heart as you often told him over and over again he could come in whenever he pleased.

"Thanks" He said as he turned around, holding his mask now in both hands, as he was ready to jump out the window, but something was stopping him.

An intrusive thought.

"Is everything alright?" You asked, noticing the way he stood there staring at his hands.

"Hm? Yeah..." He sighed, shaking his head. "Ah, fuck it" He said as he turned around, facing you again and stared into your confused gaze. "Hypothetically speaking...What would you do if I..." He cleared his throat. "Lets say, kiss you?"

Your eyes widened as your cheeks soon started burning and blushing. "I-I...Don't know" You purred. "Why don't we figure it out?" He smiled at your shy response as he threw his mask to your bed and cupped your face at once.

He'd be lying if he said he'd never fantasised of this moment before. Kissing you for the first time. Although, not even in his wildest dreams it felt as good as it did now.

His lips pressing against yours delicately as you kissed him back right away. Lips shyly locking together as you figured out each other's pace. Your heart igniting as you wrapped your arms around him, bringing him closer as he mirrored your movements. Melting into each other's embrace as the undisclosed feelings you had for one another finally surfaced mixed in that kiss. It was tender, shy, and it was so sweet.

He hummed, breaking the kiss as he cupped your face gently. "Thanks"

"For what?" You chuckled softly, meeting his chocolate eyes.

"Everything" He said. "Patching me up, helping Archie, keeping my secret, the shared puppyhood, being you..."

You smiled and looked away feeling slightly flustered as you hugged him and hid your face in his chest.

"No need to thank me..." You replied as he hugged you back, kissing the top of your head. "I'm happy to help"

#tasm imagine #tasm peter x reader #tasm peter parker #tasm x reader #andrew garfield!peter parker x reader #andrew garfield!spiderman x reader #peter parker x reader #andrew!peter imagine

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neptunetheplanet7 · 3 years

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𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐰𝐞𝐥𝐯𝐞 - 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐢𝐫𝐭𝐡𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐲 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐨𝐧𝐞

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warnings: swearing, anxiety, hitch…, gross couple stuff, fluffy in the beginning, angst toward the end

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Between band rehearsals and time at home, you were happier than you'd ever been. You and Mikasa were officially an item. Honestly, it was hard for you to believe.

Three full days and nothing had gone wrong. Maybe Hitch's threats were empty after all. Admittedly, you were a little worried she'd be right on your tail after you and Mikasa became official.

But there was no way she'd know, anyway. Only the rest of the band and your friend group knew about your new relationship.

Mikasa was never one to care about social media so the public not knowing for a little while wouldn't be a big deal.

You wanted the fans to be aware but you had to be sure you were clear of Hitch before you announced it. You wanted to be sure you'd completely shaken her off before taking to the socials.

Perhaps the scene at the restaurant really was her last stand. You hadn't heard from her since and you were too caught up in your own fear of her to reach out.

Her outburst was something you thought about in times when you weren't focused on your girlfriend.

You were actually a little worried about Hitch. What she said stunned you for sure but so many other things happened that night that you had barely even dwelled on it before you and Mikasa started dating.

It was easy to tell that every word she spoke came from a place rooted deeply within her. You never expected something like that from as calm a person as Hitch. Based on the way she escaped that night, neither did she.

After the kiss with Mikasa, you were too wrapped up in your own doubtful mind to even give Hitch a second thought.

Yet there you were, your thoughts consumed by her while you helped set up for Eren's party.

"Y/n!" Armin called from the floor. His voice was startling and you almost fell off the ladder he was holding.

"What, Armin?" You put a hand to your heart and steadied yourself by pressing your palm to the wall.

"Why are you taking ten years to tape streamers up? They don't even look good because you've got your head in the clouds! Just let me do it." They let out an annoyed huff and motioned for you to come down the ladder.

You obliged and held the ladder steady for Armin to climb up. They started fixing the streamers while mumbling an insult or two about how they were placed.

Eren was on the back porch attempting to put up string lights, which was usually Jean's job. Instead, he was on the phone with Niccolo, who so graciously offered to cater, at the kitchen counter. Mikasa was going around all the rooms and hiding expensive or prized possessions so nothing important got destroyed.

She then walked into the kitchen and sent you an affectionate smile while stacking away plates that used to belong to your grandparents.

You smiled back and took one hand off the ladder to grab hold of her arm before letting her walk to the fridge. Armin swatted your head. "Will you stop dilly-dallying? Hold the ladder steady!"

Jean made a silent gagging motion at you and Mikasa before turning back to the phone.

Although she was hiding her face in the fridge, you still noticed the hint of a smile on her face.

Armin smacked your head again. "I'm gonna get another head injury if you don't hold the ladder steady!"

"Christ, Armin. I got it, okay?" You gripped the ladder with both hands but fought the urge to tip it over. He really took decorating seriously.

Mikasa left the room after putting everything valuable into a closet and getting a drink.

Jean got off the phone after fifteen or so minutes and Eren came back inside to ask for help with the lights. Armin gladly halted his work with the streamers to go help him.

So you were back on decorating duty. You moved the ladder to another part of the kitchen to finish up with the streamers.

After everything was set up, the sun was beginning to set. It was around seven p.m. People would be arriving soon so you all got dressed and ready for the party.

Sasha and Niccolo were the first people to arrive since they were the ones bringing all the food. Once they got done with putting the food out more people began to show.

First, it was the rest of your friend group. Then, it was people Eren knew but you didn't. Finally, it was so many random people that you lost track of them all.

It was now dark outside and your house was filled with people. Jean and Marco were at the front door as light security to make sure douchebags such as Floch didn't get in.

The one time he did he broke a bunch of expensive vases. That's where the ritual of hiding valuable stuff came from. You could never be too careful at big parties like these.

Music was blaring through your house, making it impossible to hold a steady conversation with your girlfriend, who stood in front of you.

Instead of talking, you both decided that dancing would be the better option.

What surprised you was when she started getting handsier with you as the songs progressed. She was never one for physical affection in places with lots of people so you were a little confused, but you didn't mind.

"Guys! Reiner said he's gonna jump in the lake!" Eren shouted at you and Mikasa. He looked like he was out of breath.

"What?" you yelled back.

"The lake is fucking freezing! You can't swim in it this time of year or you'll straight up die! Holy shit- let me catch my breath. I just ran up the lawn and a flight of stairs. Fuck, I'm so out of shape!" He was still yelling since the music hadn't gotten any quieter. The stupid birthday cake hat on his head was slipping off.

"Should we stop him?" Mikasa shouted.

"Yes, we should fucking stop him! Everyone out there is cheering him on! The only reason he's held back is because Armin is stalling him! He's the only one down there with a little responsibility! God, Reiner is like a completely different person when he's drunk." Eren adjusted his hat and motioned for the two of you to follow him back downstairs.

You were about to follow him and Mikasa but you noticed a certain figure standing in the hallway, glaring at you.

You thought this might've been over. You thought wrong. You'd recognize that glare anywhere.

Hitch had the nerve to show up at your best friend's birthday party knowing you'd be around. You guessed she hadn't known about you and Mikasa until a few minutes ago.

When she noticed your gaze, she abruptly turned to the left and walked into the kitchen.

"You guys go stop him, I'll stay back and monitor things while you're gone." You told your bandmates.

"You sure, Y/n?" Eren yelled again, already getting lost in the crowd.

"Yeah, go without me!"

He nodded and walked off with Mikasa trailing behind.

You felt like you were gonna be sick. You should've been more careful. You should've expected this.

You knew you were upset. You knew you were scared. But you knew you had to talk to Hitch before she talked to anyone else.

She looked angry when you approached her in a secluded hallway off of the kitchen that was luckily out of view from the rest of the party.

"I want to talk about Friday." Your voice came out surprisingly steady and for the first time that night, you could actually hear yourself speak.

She scoffed. "You wanna talk about Friday? I wanna talk about your new relationship. Do you seriously think I'm someone to mess with? Do you take me as a joke?"

"Hitch, I'm worried about you. What you said then, it was pretty heavy." You spoke calmly, trying not to provoke her.

Her glare faltered for a second but she quickly looked down and pretended to fix the wrinkles in her dress. "I lost my composure then. Don't worry about me. It won't happen again so don't ask about it." She looked at you again. "Y/n, why don't you tell me exactly what's going on with you and Mikasa?"

If Hitch wasn't going to crack, neither were you. "Nothing at all. We're only friends."

She quirked an eyebrow. "Really? Because last I checked, friends don't dance like that."

"They can if they want."

She ignored your answer, not buying it, and changed the topic. "I bet you wonder where and how I get my answers to things. I have eyes everywhere. As long as I'm around here there's no escaping the truth."

You were trying very hard to keep up a wall of confidence but you knew it was falling fast. "I do wonder, actually. How did you even know she was coming back? Only two of my friends besides the band knew and they don't talk with you."

Then, she smiled. "Marlo's job has him working internationally. He was on a train before she came back. She was on it too. He overheard her on the phone with your friend Jean. I guess you could say he was in the right place at the right time."

You stumbled back in surprise. Of course something like that happened to her. What else could have?

She laughed at your reaction. "It's all too convenient! Just think about that, Y/n. You can never get rid of me, no matter how hard you try. I know what's going on with you two and everyone is going to know what happened with us."

She laughed again and any ounce of courage you had disappeared. Tears filled your eyes as you hurried away from her.

You hastily made your way through the sea of people and up the stairs. Jean and Marco looked up from the front door at the sudden noise of you running up the stairs. They called your name twice but didn't follow.

You rushed down the hallway and into the bathroom. The door shut behind you. You dropped to the floor and let the welling tears fall.

You were overwhelmed and cried easily. Soon enough, everyone would know. How could you face them after what you did to Hitch? After they knew?

A knocked sounded at the door after a few minutes of sitting and crying.

"Occupied," you said hoarsely.

"Y/n? Are you okay? Open the door. It's me. It’s Eren."

Damn, you were hoping no one else noticed. You figured Eren and the others would still be persuading Reiner out of stupidity.

After a moment of hesitation, you opened the door and he came in. He sat on the floor in front of you as you leaned against the cabinets.

"I saw you through that crowd. Jean said you came up here. Can you tell me what happened and if you're okay?" He rubbed your arm and pulled you in to hug him as he tried to help you calm down.

You hiccuped and sniffled into his shoulder, dampening the cloth of his shirt, but he didn't seem to care. "Take your time," he whispered.

You wiped at your eyes and pulled away from his embrace. "Eren, I did something so shitty in college."

posted: 9/29/21

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adapea-blog · 7 years

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BABY

1 INT. DOCTOR'S OFFICE - DAY

MAX (24) sits in front of a white desk. He is the client, and it is obvious in his youthful look. He's fidgeting with a pamphlet in his hands, much to ASPEN's dismay.

Aspen (24) sits next to Max, and is the polar opposite. She's calmly watching DR. ROWANDA ZELF, and has an aura of professionalism around her. Aspen has lilac skin and white hair, with small white diamond-like markings on her forehead where her hairline is.

Rowanda (46) sits behind the desk. She is wearing an all white suit and looks every bit like a real estate agent- she knows how to cater to her clients. She is holding a sheet of paper in front of her, occasionally humming and 'ah'ing. She tucks her blonde hair behind her ear, revealing it to be pointed and elf-like.

ROWANDA Okay. So, you're completely sure

this is your final decision on the baby's personality? You're sure you want her to be this introverted? Seventy five percent is a lot...

MAX Yes. We know that.

ROWANDA

Aspen?

ASPEN Yes. We do actually agree on some

things.

The group all chuckle quietly, an awkward tension mulling over them. Rowanda then pushes away from the desk and leaves through a back door, and Aspen and Max examine the room.

MAX I'm so excited, I can't wait to get

my hands on our baby.

Max takes Aspen's hand, running his thumb over her knuckles. Aspen smiles tightly and hums in insincere

agreement. Rowanda emerges from the door and smiles brightly at the two who are still sat in the chairs. She walks over to a door behind them and opens it.

ROWANDA This way, please.

2 INT. CUSTOMISATION GALLERY - DAY

The two follow Rowanda into a spacious white room. Across the left wall are three dimly lit tubes that contain 'pre- made' babies in them. Another one is empty. Aspen looks at them with some distaste, and Max like a kid in a candy shop, as Rowanda leads the couple across to the first tube, waving her hand out as she presents it.

ROWANDA We offer bespoke packages for pre-

made models, starting at five thousand onward. This is MODEL KROY: features include translucent wings, pointed ears and these beautiful markings.

Rowanda points to the baby, Max leans in for a closer look, nodding as they squint to see through the dark tube.

ROWANDA (CONT'D) It's known to most people as the

'Fairy'. Then, moving on, we have the 'MERMAID.'

Rowanda leads Max to the next tube on the left.

ROWANDA (CONT'D) Features include tail, gills, and more beautiful markings. The tail

only appears when submerged in water, so it can walk on land. Colourings vary from each model- where the fairy is more natural and earthy, people with the mermaid tend to have brighter, more vibrant colours.

MAX What do you think, babe?

Aspen spins around from where she had been looking at the fairy baby inside the tube.

ASPEN I'm sorry, what? Oh. I think we're

fine with the package we're on now.

Rowanda nods and leads them to the tube at the end of the room, where a tablet is attached to it. She presses it so it lights up and the customisation page appears.

ROWANDA Okay, so the customisation part is

quite easy. First you need to select the sex; there are over two hundred, so take your pick. Then, with the package that you have chosen by default, you can chose the hair colour, eye colour and skin colour.

As she speaks, her hand glides across the tablet, as if turning pages.

ROWANDA (CONT'D) But, since you're not having any

other packages, you are still able to add magnificent features such as wings...

Aspen walks over to the tablet, peering over Max's and Rowanda's shoulders.

ROWANDA (CONT'D) ...markings or a tail. These do

cost more than what would be offered in the packages, but I trust you understand that. Prices will show up as you choose each option. Okay? Shout me when you're done and we'll advance to the next stage.

Max nods enthusiastically. Rowanda smiles politely and leaves the room without another word. Max immediately dives to the tablet.

MAX Angel wings! A dragons tail, Aspen!

Look at all these features! How many eyes do you think are too many? Three? Four? What colour skin? Lilac like yours?

ASPEN (shouting)

Max, stop that! You're making it ugly!

Aspen, disgusted by Max's choices, pushes him out of the way so she can have a go.

ASPEN Porcelain skin, two eyes, no tails

or wings. Two arms and two legs. Oh, look at the variation of eye colours! Forest green or pine?

MAX Whats the difference?

Max peers over her shoulder and groans loudly.

MAX(CONT'D) Oh, loosen up a little! We can make

whatever we want and you're making it boring!

ASPEN It's not boring it's beautiful!

Max squeezes in and the two begin rapidly scrolling back and forth through the options at the same time, changing the designs. The tube lights up with a different colour every time there has been a change in design. The screen soon freezes, not allowing any changes to happen and a warning sign pops up. A warning light above the tube starts flashing red. Aspen gasps and takes a step back, scared.

MAX (shouting)

Look what you did! Max hits the tablet, trying to get it to work again.

3 INT. DOCTOR'S OFFICE - DAY

Rowanda hears the shouting and presses her ear against the door, a crafty smile on her lips. She takes a sip from her mug.

ASPEN(V.O) (loudly)

What I did? You broke the machine! 4 INT. CUSTOMISATION GALLERY - DAY

ASPEN(CONT'D) Your stupid excitement did this!

Why can't you just want a normal baby?

MAX Normal? What is normal in this

world, Aspen? Aspen sighs and covers her face with her hands.

ASPEN Like you, Max. I wanted the baby to

be like you.

MAX But I wanted the baby to be like

you! You and your beautiful, different self. Why would you want one like me?

ASPEN You just want our baby to be

different. Our baby looking natural like you would be different - to me. You don't realise how you look through my eyes. Why do you think I chose you out of everyone out there

(MORE)

ASPEN (CONT'D) - all those others with wings and

tails and third eyes? Because you're beautiful.

MAX Really?

ASPEN Yes, really. I can't think of

anything better than having a child that looks like you.

Max crosses the room to Aspen, hugging her tightly.

MAX I'm sorry I got over excited. I

should've listened to you and what you want. I'm a bad husband. I love you. We can have what you want.

The door opens, and Rowanda pops her head in with a sly smile.

ROWANDA I have a solution. For an extra two

thousand...

5 INT. CORRIDOR - DAY

Max and Aspen walk down a bland corridor, out of Rowanda's office with a baby in each arm. Both are happy, holding hands with their spare. Max raises his baby to his chest.

MAX Look, he matches my shirt!

Aspen pulls up a small, receipt-like piece of paper from her baby.

CUT TO

ASPEN Gauranteed to be walking in nine

months or a fifty percent off voucher for our next...

CUT TO BLACK.

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