Chapter 9

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Stinger is staring at her new form her digits slowly moving over the new parts and pieces of her body. Nectar watches still with the crooked smile as Stinger's faceplates showed discomfort. "this will take time to get used to... first of all is the height issues due to a lot of my medical equipment is meant for smaller bots and not bigger ones. and another issue is how I keep looking more and more like a mech again... I don't like it, hell its even made my voice box a bit deeper in tone." Stinger says with a upset sigh. Nectar walks up to Stinger standing next to her by the mirror.

"you look almost like when we where younger just without the feral stuff," Nectar says with a soft giggle.
"it does bring back some good old memories but I don't want to go back to being a mech I want to remain a femme," Stinger says looking at her new claws.
"why not you look handsome back then but you just had to run off to ruin that," Nectar says placing her servos on her hip plates. Stinger begins to be lost in thought for a moment thinking hard and long about something until her optics light up.

"why are you here?"
"what?"
"why are you haunting me? before you died you said you forgave me? and I know it was the truth." the room stood in silence as the two looked at each other before the smile changed to sorrow.
"are you sure that you want the truth?"
"yes Nectar! I want the truth!"
"I am not Nectar.... I mean I am but I am not her spirit or ghost whatever."
"I... what?"
"I am just apart of your mind Stinger... I am your regret... your guilt... I am not real nor have I ever been, you will always be alone Stinger... All ways." and with that Nectar fades off Leaving Stinger truly alone.

"Nectar?" Stinger calls out hoping that this was one of her sick tricks. Nobody responds back.
"Nectar please!"

"I DON'T WANT TO BE ALONE COME BACK!

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