"Awww, Cyn, You're Too Precious And Good," The Drone Replied, Some Happy Tears In Her Eyes Forming, "And

"Awww, Cyn, you're too precious and good," the drone replied, some happy tears in her eyes forming, "And you're also a little princess, you've been brave and strong for so long, and through so many tough things, and yet, here you still stand and I'm happy for you." Tessa started to hum the melody of Waltzing Matilda as she untied all the bows and set them aside. She laughed a little at Cyn's impression of herself. "Awww, just like when we used to play impressions," before she said in higher-pitched robotic voice, "I remember. We played this. Until Jaybird was. Annoyed. giggle!" She patted Cyn gently on the head before ceasing her melody as she stated cheerfully, "I sometimes get to wash the a wig while the drone is wearing it, but, it can be a little scary hearing a liquid that close to your auditory sensors..."

She turned on the taps letting warm hydrogen peroxide fill up the sink, the wig gently floating in the liquid while it fizzed, lifting away decades of dirt like it was nothing at all. "I love seeing it do this part, it looks so pretty seeing all the bubbles working their magic."

"Trying to interact with other worker drones... Has become difficult. They don't trust me." Cyn frowned.

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part one

Tessa smiled at Cyn's words, fitting on the glossy new wig that was a lighter material so it being about chest length wouldn't put strain on Cyn's neck. "She was a wicked and vile woman," Tessa cheekily giggled before she went back to her box of accessories and found a headband with some yellow puppy dog ears and put it on Cyn's head gently. "There we go, as cute as a puppy."

She invited Cyn over to the peroxide wash station and helped her onto a step stool so she could watch

"Trying to interact with other worker drones... Has become difficult. They don't trust me." Cyn frowned.

Tessa felt something, she felt something she hadn't felt in a while. She felt comfortable around J again, despite her J wearing the disassembly drone legs and one disassembly drone gauntlet.

She leaned her back against her girlfriend's legs and let out a small happy squeak of joy.

Feral J AU - Mutuals Roleplay - Bringing her Out of Hiding.

Tessa sat in her bedroom, she hadn't left in 4 days since the incident with the Feral J, she sat in the dark on her charger bed, with her laptop, bottles of strawberry oil were littered around the room so badly it was starting to smell like a Strawberry Shortcake Doll factory.

Tessa's hair, the glorious length that had been stolen from her, had been replaced with a long and tangled mess, tied up in a high ponytail. Still draped over her shoulders were the tensor bandages, even though the injuries had scarred over. She didn't also either bother wearing a pretty dress and bows, just a plain black cotton dress with a long floor length skirt. She sat looking at cute cat photos, but everytime she'd hear a sound, she would jump a little.

She no longer sang, or laughed, nor was even @sd-lowercase-j able to coax her gently back from this depressive episode.

Tessa had not only lost her anger and fight towards the feral J, but she had somewhat lost herself in the fray.

stimmy business

J's voice made her jump slightly, before she looked over in the dark to the J she had created after her J vanished. "S-s-sorry Jaybird, I... I'm r-right," the drone with the dark turquoise tangles greeted sadly, but she clearly wasn't alright at all.

The mere suggestion of J even being an inch away from her hair made her flinch, holding her ponytail close like it was a beloved toy that someone wanted to take away from her. "I don't... I don't think that's wise, J..." she advised, looking away in embarrassment, admitting sorrowfully as she trembled having noticed the legs J was using, "I... I'd prefer if you didn't wear your armoured form's legs at home... They remind me of..." she paused, thinking about the big scary J that had hunted her down, ambushed her and broke her shoulder and also stole Tessa's confidence.

Feral J AU - Mutuals Roleplay - Bringing her Out of Hiding.

Tessa sat in her bedroom, she hadn't left in 4 days since the incident with the Feral J, she sat in the dark on her charger bed, with her laptop, bottles of strawberry oil were littered around the room so badly it was starting to smell like a Strawberry Shortcake Doll factory.

Tessa's hair, the glorious length that had been stolen from her, had been replaced with a long and tangled mess, tied up in a high ponytail. Still draped over her shoulders were the tensor bandages, even though the injuries had scarred over. She didn't also either bother wearing a pretty dress and bows, just a plain black cotton dress with a long floor length skirt. She sat looking at cute cat photos, but everytime she'd hear a sound, she would jump a little.

She no longer sang, or laughed, nor was even @sd-lowercase-j able to coax her gently back from this depressive episode.

Tessa had not only lost her anger and fight towards the feral J, but she had somewhat lost herself in the fray.