It's true, anyway, this'll be fun. Maybe. Probably.
Let's start.
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Blanc was lying off, reading book as usual and being the absolutely superior Goddess she is.
"Mom!" Ram suddenly called, running over and giving her a stern look.
"Ram, I told you a hundred times, I'm not your mother. You don't have one."
"Yeah? Well other kids say a mom is supposed to take care of us, and that's what you do."
"Rom-"
"Ram."
"Ram, I don't even know if CPUs are capable of getting pregnant. We have the parts, but none of us are willing to test them out."
"What? I don't even know what pregante means."
"Forget it. What did you need?"
"Someone told Rom to shut up when we were at the park, now she's sad."
"Back in five minutes."
Ram watched as Blanc stood up, grabbed her hammer and left the room
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Exactly five minutes later, she came back covered in blood.
"Done."
"Thanks Blanc!"
Ram ran off.
Blanc relaxed again and thought to herself.
"Wonder what's gotten into Nepgear all of a sudden?"
"You're asking that now?" Financier asked, suddenly in the room.
Blanc looked over at her.
"For a full minute I thought you were a statue." She shrugged and looked up at the ceiling. "At least she's not bothering us. Unlike Uni."
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-Lastation-
"Okay..." Uni checked her window, locking it and pulling the blinds over before turning to look around. "Mmm... Door. Locking it."
She went over and locked her bedroom door. Normally, after the incident, Noire didn't let her lock her door.
Thankfully, Uni stole the key back. It's her room she's allowed to have her privacy damnit.
She decided it wasn't safe enough and put a chair in front of the door.
She looked around.
"I hid my guns..." She gasped. "My secret room!"
She went over to the hidden door to the secret room which held even more guns, and after a minute she had all of her guns hidden away, and any possible entry ways blocked.
She backed up, sighing as she tried to think of anything else that she needed to do.
She was sure she was forgetting something.
"Window, door, guns, other entryways... I think it's clear." She sat on her bed and grabbed her laptop, checking it to see the cameras set up in the Basilicom close to her bedroom.
Left hallway, clear. Right hallway, clear.
"She's not busy screwing with Noire either, so I think I'm-"
Suddenly a knock at the door came.
Uni froze.
Who was that? Noire was the only logical option, but the person she's being aware of isn't logical anymore. Logic is afraid of her.
Not to mention, she now has a sidekick with a funny face.
"Uni? It's me, I just wanted to talk to you about something." Noire's voice called to her.
