I laughed so hard while writing this. I hope you laugh while reading it.
Ships: None or (Pre-Gemega)
Words ~ 1,306 ~
Warnings: Vanilla does that one thing that almost all mothers have done before.
A loud knock startles Vanilla from her armchair. The book she holds falls to the ground just as the pounding ceases.
“Who could that be?” She asks the empty room, picking up her dress and walking up to the door. “I don't know anyone who knocks this loud.” She unlocks and twists the knob, pulling the door open. She is met with bright red optics shining menacingly into her eyes.
“GREETINGS, MOTHER OF CREAM.”
“O-oh.” She stutters at the brashness of her unexpected guest. “Omega. To what do I owe this pleasure?”
Omega peers over her head for a moment then meets her eyes again. “IS GEMERL PRESENT?”
“Yes. He’s home.” She nods politely, turning her head back to look into the empty hallway hoping to see some sign of the other robot in question but frowns at the empty space. “Is there something you need him for?”
“REQUESTING PERMISSION FOR HIS ACCOMPANIMENT IN DESTROYING AN EGGMAN BASE. GEMERL MAY RETURN WHEN WE ARE FINISHED. TELL HIM THIS IS MY COMPROMISE FROM MY EARLIER PROPOSITION.”
“Are you asking for his help?”
“NEGATIVE. I COULD DESTROY THE BASE EASILY ON MY OWN.”
A small smile worms its way onto Vanilla’s face as Omega’s intentions make themselves clear. “But you want him to join you anyways?”
Omega takes a moment to respond. “AFFIRMATIVE.”
She clasps her hands together in glee at the notion that someone wants to hang out with her and Cream’s robotic homebody. “Oh wonderful! I’ll let him know. He hasn’t left the house in so long. A little day trip could be good for him! Wait right there. I’ll be back in a minute.” She smiles at him and closes the door gently. Her footsteps turn into a brisk jog as she trots down the hallway, glancing in rooms and looking for the other robot.
She stops in her bedroom when she spies a suspicious lump behind the bedroom curtains standing against the wall. She giggles softly and steps towards it. “Gemerl.” She sing-songs. The curtain lump does not move. Upon inspecting it further she can see the yellow and black of his metal boots peeking out from underneath. “Gemerl, I can see you.”
“Please tell him that Gemerl is not home.” His voice box sounds from his position behind the curtain, which remains motionless.
“But, he asked so nicely!” The standing fabric still does not shift. She rolls her eyes fondly and snaps the curtain back towards the window, revealing a disgruntled Gemerl. “Come on out. You aren't fooling anyone with a hiding spot like that.”
“I do not want to go.” The gizoid dips his head to the floor.
Vanilla crosses her arms and leans to one side. “Gemerl, you have not left the house in over a month. Not even when Cream or I have gone to the store. You should go! You might have fun!” She motions with her palm towards the hallway in an attempt to encourage him.
“Neither I nor Omega is programmed with the concept of fun.”
Vanilla huffs in amusement. “Yet here you are showing off the Hide and Seek skills you have learned through your games with Cream.” Gemerl is silent, unable to counter her logic. “Now, you will go but if you don't enjoy your time with Omega today you will never have to go again. Alright?”
Gemerl’s shoulders flatten in irritation. “Very well.”
“Thank you Gemerl. Let’s go meet your friend!”
“He’s not my friend.” Gemerl folds his arms tightly across his chest as Vanilla leads him back through the hallway to the front door.
“He might be after today though.” She offers, trying to get him to see her side of things.
“Doubtful.”
Vanilla opens the front door and Omega is standing in the exact same position she had left him in. His head turns slightly once he acknowledges Gemerl’s presence.
“Here he is Omega!” Vanilla motions him to stand next to her and he obeys. “Now. I want him back by 6pm! If anything happens, take him to Tails and inform me right away. My one rule is that I do not want to hear about any property damage that is not Eggman related during your playdate.”
“Ms. Vanilla!” Gemerl’s exasperated protest sounds from beside her, most likely reacting to the teasing label she chose.
Omega looks slightly downcast for a moment. “ADDITIONAL COMPROMISE RELUCTANTLY ACCEPTED.”
“Other than that, I hope you two have a fun time together!” She turns to Gemerl. “Is there anything you might need for the road?”
“No.” Gemerl gives her a short answer and she pats his back empathetically.
“Just this once alright? You can always come back before 6 if you’re not having fun.”
“LOTS OF FUN AND DESTRUCTION WILL BE HAD. I WILL MAKE SURE OF IT!” Omega’s optics gleam with excitement.
Gemerl rolls his eye as Vanilla giggles. “I’ll be excited to hear all about it!” She waves goodbye to Gemerl and Omega as they begin their trek off into the distance. She stays outside for a moment just to listen into the beginning of their conversation.
“Where are we going?”
“TO MYSTIC RUINS! EGGMAN HAS LAID A POP-UP BASE THERE. I INTEND TO SQUASH IT ALONG WITH ALL THE INFERIOR MODELS INSIDE.”
“What do you need me for, then?”
“AT THE MINIMUM, YOU WILL BEAR WITNESS TO MY POWER! OTHERWISE YOU MAY HELP YOURSELF TO THE DESTRUCTION OF ANY INFERIOR MODELS YOU MAY FIND.”
“So, you don't classify me as an inferior model anymore?”
“I RANK ALL INFERIOR MODELS I ENCOUNTER INTO DIFFERENT BRACKETS! ALTHOUGH YOU ARE INFERIOR TO ME, I CLASSIFY YOU AS SUPERIOR TO THEM.”
“I see. Expressing gratitude at 35%.”
Vanilla hides a hearty laugh behind her hands and reenters her home, closing the door behind her. She sits back in her armchair and picks the book off the floor, thumbing to the page she remembers leaving off before Omega’s knocking startled her.
As the hours tick by, Vanilla waits for Gemerl’s reentrance by tidying up the house and keeping Cream occupied. Once the clock strikes 6pm, the door swings open and a dirty Gemerl saunters in with more than a couple dents to his metal exterior.
Cream peers up from her coloring book, forsaking her crayons to wave excitedly at her guardian with both hands! “Welcome back Gemerl! How was your time with Omega?”
“Terrible.” Gemerl drops a bag of loot on the ground next to the doormat. “Awful.” Then, reaches for a polishing cloth that the rabbit family kept where they hung their coats and placed their shoes. “We made plans for next week.”
Vanilla and Cream laugh hysterically at his deadpan delivery of the oximoronic sentence. “Must have had a decent enough time to want to hang out with him again.” Vanilla comments from her armchair, trying to draw more details out of the reserved gizoid.
“Only because I will be choosing the next activity.” He cleans as much of the dirt off his chassis as he can with the polishing cloth. “I fully intend to watch him and his insufferable superiority complex struggle through the intricate process of basket weaving.”
As Vanilla laughs at the image in her mind, Cream’s eyes widen in excitement. “That sounds like lots of fun! Can I join?”
“If I can convince Omega to stop cursing for a few hours, possibly.” Gemerl hangs the cloth back up and reclaims his bag of spoils from the floor. “I doubt how viable that will be.”
“Well I’m happy that you two had fun regardless! You’ve been needing a playmate other than Cream for awhile.”
Gemerl does not reply and simply shakes his head with incredulity at Vanilla’s comment. He treks back to his room to relax from his outing with Omega and begins plotting how to indirectly humiliate the other badnik with their next activity.
Day 9 is checked off of the list! Sorry that this was sort of late, I was finished with it but didn't have good enough lighting when I was done rip
Now it's way too sunny so this is as good as it gets, Day 10 will be posted in like a few hours or in a day depending on how much I feel motivated to finish it today since I already sketched it out lol
"How many chao do you want included?" Yes.
And waitt, what's that in the shadowy distance-
HOLY CRAP IT'S CHAO AMY WITH THE RUBBER HAMMER!!!!!
(I know there is no Amy Chao but let me dream, man)
Vanilla redesign/personal design that lives in the same context as my Amy one just more up to date than hers, feels kind of like a crime to me that they named her Vanilla and then made her brown I just had to fix it
