Originally published 8/13/2016
Juno was the serpent of Eden reincarnated.
It was already insulting enough that Master Albert took more care in her than what he did his own creations, Prometheus and Pandora, but he gave her more freedom as well. And, apparently, if she bat her eyelashes nicely enough, he extended a part of that freedom to his creations as well. It was an odd thing to think though, before Juno, the only time Prometheus and Pandora were allowed freedom was when they took it themselves; and if they were caught, they were punished severly. With Juno, all the human had to do was ask for them to come with her and Master Albert's answer was almost always 'yes'.
Juno's current field trip for the odd Reploid duo; a dance club. She knew it quite well, it seemed, and that meant Prometheus hated it on the spot.
"The glow sticks represent your gender and your sexual preference." Juno explained to them after bringing them to a table in front of the entrance. "See look- the white ones are if you like the opposite sex, those rainbow ones are for folks who like the same sex, and the purple ones are if you don't have a preference. Over there, the glow sticks are for your relationship status; the red ones are if you're seeing someone, the blue means you don't want to talk about it, and the yellow ones are if you're single."
"Do we have to?" Prometheus questioned, not amused or pleased with anything at the moment.
"No." the human admitted as she picked up a white glow stick, then a blue glow stick. "But it could decrease the amount of folks who talk to you. Maybe. Depends on how drunk they are."
Happily, Juno motioned for them to follow her before she left for the main hall. The two Reploids lingered behind, Pandora looking hungrily at the glow sticks. Prometheus noticed her and placed a less than friendly hand on his sister.
"You wouldn't dare." he hissed at her. Pandora flinched herself out of her brother's grip and looked him dead in the eye.
"Master Albert isn't here." she enunciated carefully to him, as if it were something difficult to swallow. In several ways, it actually was. Acting boldly, Pandora filched a purple and blue glow stick before taking strides to catch up to Juno. Prometheus stared back at her with a blank expression, slowly starting to feel out of place. He looked back at the glow stick table as if he were lost.
"Fuck it." he mumbled to himself before snatching a blue glow stick and marching indigently to the dance hall. The lighting inside had dropped horribly; it was almost completely dark with strobe lights throwing little spots of color in every direction to the beat of the music. For a moment, Prometheus wondered what it took for a Reploid to have a migraine.
The music was blasting on about something with someone with a beautiful body, and the Reploid couldn't make much else than other than that. Looking around, Prometheus tried to find his sister and that meddlesome human in this horrifying mess as the song started to end.
Meanwhile, not too far away, Pandora was pushing her way through the crowd to get to Juno- more of a way to be near a familiar face than having to talk to the strangers around her. Juno ended up near the center of the floor, and when Pandora saw her, every system in the Reploid stopped.
"My haunted lungs, ghost in the sheets; I know if I'm onto you, you must be haunting me... My wicked tongue, where will it be? I know if I'm onto you, I'm onto you... Onto you, you must be onto me..."
Unconsciously, everything in Pandora tightened as Juno danced slow to the beat, moving her figure around like a hypnotized snake at the control of an even more charming snake tamer. The world completely disappeared as Pandora stood there, mesmerized by Juno's dancing. To say that Pandora nearly screamed when Prometheus found her, and placed his hand on her, would have been a gross understatement. The less than pleased look her gave her after, informed her that she must have been doing something autonomously that would have been embarrassing for the both of them. It really was a good thing that Master Albert wasn't here...
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