Not Quite Usual

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[This young Replica is standing wet and naked in the laundry room, kicking at one of the washing machines. It was trying to do laundry, but has failed against the might of the washing machine, which is rumbling ominously.]

Give me back my clothes, you stupid thing!

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[seasides]

[still does the scowl-y thing when he hears that word.]

Well, there are usually exceptions with who can see you naked. Like parents, though a lot of people get annoyed by that as they grow up. And lovers, obviously. And... nurses, I guess, if you've got an injury that makes it so you can't change clothing on your own or something.

[clockworkboytoy.livejournal.com]

*oblivious to your scowling*

But it's easier if I'm naked when Creator is working on me.

[seasides]

Well, yeah. I guess he'd kind of fall into the parent category, since he made you.

[even if he didn't act like one. :/]

[clockworkboytoy.livejournal.com]

So you can't see me naked? You take care of me.

[seasides]

Even if I take care of you, I don't particularly want to see you naked.

[clockworkboytoy.livejournal.com]

... am I ugly?

*looks at its clothes, then fiddles with them, looking down*

[seasides]

What? I didn't say that, did I?

sleeeeeeeeep

[clockworkboytoy.livejournal.com]

*not looking up*

But you don't wanna see me naked. Maybe because I'm ugly.

Sleep well!

[seasides]

That's not it at all.

[puts a hand on his shoulder gently.]

Look at me for a second?

zzzzzzzzz

[clockworkboytoy.livejournal.com]

*looks up at you obediently*

[seasides]

You've still got a lot to learn about human nature.

[smiles gently at him.]

I don't think you're ugly at all, but you're like a sibling to me. And usually, people don't look at their siblings when they're naked.

[clockworkboytoy.livejournal.com]

Oh...

*it thinks about this then smiles at you, giving you a shy hug*

[seasides]

[returns the hug even if it's getting him wet, making sure it's a nice, proper one.]

[clockworkboytoy.livejournal.com]

*that's good because it still is somewhat awkward about these things*

... are you gonna help me get my clothes back now?

[seasides]

[hair ruffles~!]

Of course.

[makes his way to the machine, peeking behind it to see if there's a power cord.]

[clockworkboytoy.livejournal.com]

Kai! Don't!

*the machine rumbles LOUDER when you approach, then starts to shake, rattling across the floor*

[seasides]

[sdlfssdfjh backs up what the hell.]

First that stupid sandwich, now this? When did it start doing this?

[clockworkboytoy.livejournal.com]

Uhm. When I tried to get my clothes out of the machine the first time.

*the machine rumbles back to its place once you back off, but it is watching you oyes*

[seasides]

...weird.

[looks back to the washer.]

...don't suppose you'd give them back if we asked nicely, huh?

[clockworkboytoy.livejournal.com]

I don't know. When it didn't give me my clothes, I kicked it, then it got me wet.

[seasides]

...maybe you should apologize for kicking it.

[clockworkboytoy.livejournal.com]

*frowns*

I don't want to. It took my clothes first.

[seasides]

I wonder if it understands us.

[back to staring at it.]

[clockworkboytoy.livejournal.com]

All I know is that it has good aim.

*the washing machine stares back, as much as it can since it doesn't have eyes*

[seasides]

[heads closer to it, though he still gives it some space.]

Look, uh. Washing machine. Think we could get those clothes back? He does kind of need them. And we'll leave you be afterward.

[normally would feel silly talking to an appliance, but he's been inside talking refrigerators before, so.]