3rd POV:
Inside a gelid, gloomy room was a girl. Er, vocaloid. The vocaloid, had just awoken approximately five minutes ago. She was standing, she was looking, she was glaring. Master, who she was very protective over, didn't seem to be present in the room. Although there was a lack of his presence, a yellow stickynote made up for it, it had briefly explained his whereabouts and the reason for his disappearance. (y/n) pouted at first, she had been ecstatic to greet Master in the morning for two reasons.
Firstly, she was going to make him a nice, warm soup being that it was freezing in here. Last night she roamed the internet on what seemed to be tablet made especially for her. The tablet case had been adorned by both (f/c) and (2f/c) colors, matching the exact shades as her attire. Anyways, she had been searching for 'soup recipes', as the newest addition to the Vocaloid family was eager to please her newest friend. (Although she wouldn't dare show it as she thought that would come off as too needy or desperate)
Secondly, (y/n) had been curious on who exactly she would be living with. She wanted to ask Master if he could give a cursory description on each vocaloid that she needed intell on. Even better, ask if she could meet them. The vocaloid she wished to meet the most was obviously Luka, (y/n) secretly hoped that her sister would be a caring, motherly figure. Never had the fifteen year old felt the loving embrace of another, she hoped her older sister would provide that sense of humanly comfort. Well of course she couldn't get it from Master, she had just met him. Besides, he was a guy, she thought she might offend him if she were to ever do something so abrupt.
Back to before, (y/n) stepped off the bed for the first time. She failed terribly as her legs didn't recognize or ever grow accustomed to a sudden weight being placed. And so, our newest vocaloid fell to the ground and on to her now aching butt. Huffing and blowing stands of hair out of her face, she slowly stood up, the girl felt her calves flex. At first she was wobbily on her feet, but she adjusted after a few attempts to step. When she finally mastered the art of walking, she started to stroll around the grey room. Her eyes were wide as she took in everything that had messily draped everywhere.
By now, the (h/c)-headed vocaloid had circled the whole area, she quickly found interest in the tablet once again. Although when she tried to then it own it seemed to refuse. The tablet was dead. She stared at the tablet's screen and looked over her own feautures. She smiled at herself as she realized how lucky she was to be created. Well, she was smilling. Back to the forth sentence, the standing, the looking and oh yes, the glaring.
"W-what?", she squeaked as she gazed at herself in the little tablet's reflection. Her eyes, they where far from normal. She had never seen anything so inhuman in her (extremely short) life and she had the feeling she never would. When looking at herself again, she didn't smile. Vocaloid Fifteen didn't see anything in her reflection besides her (what seemed to her) disgraceful, confusing and different orbs. Then she glared at them. She didn't dislike or hater her eyes, she abhorred them. (y/n) suddenly had second thoughts on meeting the other vocaloids. "Surely they wouldn't want to be acquainted with a vocaloid like me....", she sighed and walked to her bed.
"-en singing like you never had before. Just pooring out your heart; that's what makes a perfect song. I have a lot of faith in you dear, I know your going to be an AMAZING success."
(y/n) closed her eyes as Master's soothings and assurances from yesterday played through her mind. 'I may not look the part of a vocaloid, but I can definently make Master proud! I will sing my heart out and make Master happy, like he deserves!', she thought.
'Might as well start with a song', (y/n) pondedred for a bit, the songs that she would sing, they would be ralatable. They would make her feel human. Alas, (y/n) was so deep into her thoughts she hadn't heard the clicking of a door opening.
The kaleidoscope-eyed female breathed in and then exhaled.
"Cross my heart and hope to die
Burn my lungs and curse my eyes
I've lost control and I don't want it back
I'm going numb, I've been hijacked
Its another(1) drag
I taste you on my lips and I can't get rid of you
So I say 'damn your kiss and the awful things you do'
Yeah, you're worse than nicotine, nicotine
Yeah, you're worse than nicotine, nicotine
It's better to burn than to fade away
It's better to leave than be replaced
I'm losing to you, baby, I'm no match
I'm going numb I've been hijacked
It's another drag
I taste you on my lips and I can't get rid of you
So I say 'damn your kiss and the awful things you do'
Yeah, you're worse than nicotine, nicotine
Yeah, you're worse than nicotine, nicotine
Yeah
Just one more hit and then we're through
'Cause you can never love me back
Cut every tie I have to you
'Cause your love's another drag
But I need it so bad
'Cause your love's another drag
But I need it so bad
Yeah, you're worse than nicotine, nicotine
Yeah, you're worse than nicotine, nicotine
Yeah"
(y/n) smiled and fell back on to her bed. A string of child-like giggles left her mouth as she breathed out, her eyes were wide as she gazed at the ceiling in amazement. "Is this what it feels like....to sing?", she asked to the heavens airily.
"You talk to your self?"
(y/n) blushed a deep shade of red and then quickly composed herself. Back still turned,"Why ask when you already know?"
A grunt was heard in response, "You seem tolerable.Tell me your name."
The female blinked, she didn't know such blunt vocaloids existed. She turned around only to be faced by darkness. A dark figure loomed inside the dark.
"Megurine (y/n), what about yours?", she asked generally curious.
"Kagene."
"Kagene. Just Kagene?"
"Problem, Megurine?"
"....no, not at all. Why don't you come out into the light?"
"I don't have to. I don't want to. Simple."
(y/n) pursed her lips and stood up, this time she didn't fail. She walked up to the source of sound and stood there.
"What?", The mystery persons voice asked.
"Why have you come here. Are the other vocaloids being too rowdy?", she asked. This male(2) interested her.
"Why do you care? You don't know me."
"I'd like to. Please tell me your full name.", this was the first time (y/n) conversed with a vocaloid other than Master. She was willing to get to know more about this male, she was determined. Even if that meant she had to be bossy.
Walking back towardsr her "bed", she sat at the edge of it and patted a spot across from her. " Well, come on. Sit." She patted it once more and shot him a soft smile that reached her big, curious orbs. She was already crumbling on the inside for ordering him around even though it didn't seem to make a difference either way.
The girls eyes met with golden ones as the shadowy figure stepped out of the shadows.
a/n: That's all for today! See who (y/n)'s new "friend" is! Although its kinda obvious because of the picture above and the context. If you want a vocaloid in the future ,being male or female or even a random inatimate object, don't hesitate to ask! Bai~
(1) Nicotine by Panic! At The Disco. The real lyric is "fu**ing drag" but I changed it because (y/n) isn't one to take profanity that harsh. Maybe in the future?
(2) The Vocaloids voice was deep and masculine
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