A Shower!

Rosalina looked down at her grimy outfit she had relegated to mechanical duties. The black smoke had sent dust all over her clothes, and face when the regulator had fried up. “Well... looks like I need a shower.” Rosalina said to herself, walking off towards the fountain room.

On the way to the fountain, Rosalina passed by many of her Lumas, and waved hello. Several of them bombarded her with questions:

“Wow momma! Where’d all that black stuff come from?”

“Are you alright momma? You look a little tired.”

“Where are you going momma?”

Rosalina smiled, and tried her best to answer every question as best she could. The whole way to the fountain, she had a crowd of several curious Lumas gathered around her. When she finally reached the doorway, and walked through, she noticed the Lumas behind her follow her inside.

“Hold on, do you remember the rule about the fountain?” Rosalina politely asked the Lumas. A few shook their head, before one recalled and spoke it loudly among the others. “Oh! Right! ‘No going in the fountain while momma’s inside!’”

Rosalina nodded her head slightly, and beamed a smile at the small, green luma at the front of the group. “Yes. I’ll be back in just a minute.” She said, shutting the door behind her.

Rosalina stepped towards the waterfall on the left wall. The flooring and wall, and even the ceiling consisted of white and gray linoleum tiles. The water from both waterfalls acted as the shower heads, running off towards a drain at the right of the circular room. The area near the front door had a chute for laundry, a basket for towels and robes, and a small bench to sit on.

Rosalina pulled the band out of her hair, releasing her hair from a ponytail and letting it gently fall over her shoulders. She was quick to remove her tank top, revealing a plain white bra beneath. Next, Rosalina pushed her tracksuit down her legs, and removed both her shoes and socks off of her feet. She scooped up the blackened, sooty mass of clothes at her feet, and walked towards the main chute. Only a second later, the clothes were thrown down the hatch, and launched off towards the automatic laundry.

Rosalina reached behind her back, and unbuckled the bra clasped tightly around her chest. In the same instant it came undone, she already had begun pushing her matching panties down her legs. With both her last remaining garments on the floor, Rosalina picked them both up and tossed them gently into the laundry chute. The “Vwoomp!” confirmed its success in launching, so Rosalina quickly paced towards the waterfall to begin washing herself.

Rosalina spent a great deal of time enjoying the brief freedom from her responsibilities as mother of the cosmos, and just sat still with warm water running smoothly down her back. Unfortunately, Rosalina had yet to grasp her coming plight.

With the last of her towels and robes gone and deposited in the same place her clothes were, she hadn’t bothered to think about the system update’s consequences on the ship’s procedures. While the laundry would still be allowed to intake, no washing or drying could occur. Which left the Towel bin unable to be refilled, as well as the Robes bin. With her clothes down the pipe, and no chance at an incoming towel, Rosalina had unintentionally sealed herself off from access to clothing.