New Day, New Week

"Good morning, Dorothy!"

Dorothy nodded. "Good morning, Melfina. Do you require any assistance in preparing breakfast? I can join you after everyone is awake."

Melfina nodded. "Thank you for offering but that isn't necessary this morning. I'm just finishing up the eggs now. You just missed Hilda. She was on her way to greet the gaurds and check on the plants after all of that rain last night."

"I understand. Thank you." Dorothy said. "I shall rejoin you shortly."

Dorothy Wayneright exited the kitchen. She looked out the window and saw Hilda was looking at several of the plants in the courtyard. She raised her hand and when Hilda saw her she smiled and gave her a little wave.

Dorothy continued walking down the hallway passing the greatroom. "Morning, Dorothy," she heard. She turned the direction of the voice and saw Tinker Bell heading her way. "Good Morning Tinker Bell. I see you already up as well."

Tink nodded. "Yep. It's the usual suspects I'm afraid." She rolled her eyes. "Well it's one of the reasons Dave wanted you so you might as well."

Dorothy nodded. "Roger. I shall commence morning wake up. I hope it works satisfactorily. Tink... may I ask a question since we have a few moments?"

Tink had pulled out a paper and started rolling her morning smoke. She planned on grabbing a cup of coffee and having a smoke in the garden before breakfast and enjoying not having to wake the two sluggards for a change... providing this worked. If not she'd fill a bucket with water and dump it on them. "Sure Dorothy. What's the question?"

"Thank you. What other reasons did David have in selecting to purchase me?" She asked.

Tink smiled. "He likes you and characters like you. He also has a softspot for 'robotic' characters because of his mom... well according to Harley. She's probably right though. She's pretty good at her job. Dispite, or maybe because of, his father's attention he ended up closer to his Mother so he's a "Mommas boy". She was sorta robot with a soul twist on a Pinocchio type character who eventually became a "real" person."

"I see," Dorothy said. "So it's because of some twisted desire for his mother then? He really is quite a louse."

Tink laughed and shook her head. "That's Harley's bit for teasing him. Might not want to push that one she'll get irritated if ya steal her "bit" too often, the loon... and the truth is not at all. You're extremely different from her. Melfina's closer to her attitude but not her personality or mannerisms either. Truth is there were several different 'robot' types at home growing up. They were all pretty close to Penny so he grew pretty close to those types of characters in general. All there is to it. I think he's a romantic, robot sentimentalist like his father. They believe that even you guys have "souls". I tend to agree honestly. It's really almost obvious with some of you."

Dorothy nodded. "Understood. He still a louse but maybe not guilty of a mother complex. Sounds more like a father complex."

Tink sighed. "I couldn't speculate. Outside of my area of expertise... but that's my bet. Kind of sad. Walt seemed to really want desperately connect with Dave for some reason... but with Daves other complexs he developed it kinda had an opposite effect... they're actually really close but... there's this weird tension. I been with Dave since he was a little kid and even I can't figure it out." She shrugged. "But like I said. I'm not an expert at that stuff. That's Harley's business... and you should leave it to her is my advice. You got me?"

Dorothy blinked but then nodded. "Understood. Leave psychoanalysis to the experts. Meanwhile I should take care because Master is possibly a robosexual predator of a louse."

Tink smiled and reversed that in "Dorothy speak". She was hoping or interested if he had an interest in her? Which meant she was at least somewhat interested in him already. Which was very interesting. "I don't know how deep his attraction to robots runs... so while the odds maybe low they probably aren't zero. Also out of countless numbers, makes and models of robots and androids you were his first pick. Food for thought. See ya, Dorothy. Let me know if ya need help getting them up after all!" She flitted off towards the smell of coffee.

Dorothy blinked. She started scanning the data base of known robots/droids/androids/bioroids and other synthetics as she walked onwards. It was a very large number indeed. She dropped it to just Androids and filtered out the rest. That made the number drop quite a lot... but it was still a rather large number. She filtered that by the ones who had "female identities" and "female personalities". It was still a long list. Apparently "female" androids, while not as popular a subject as in the past, where still a popular character trope. She had the list ranked by popularity over all, poularity by purchase rates, and then desireabilty as well as a few other rankings. "R. Dorothy Waynerights" weren't ranked all that highly except in for in the labor and durability categories.

"Granted the findings are skewed by all the various Sex and pleasure androids/gynoids and dolls," she said. "Who knew that was such a popular niche? But even filtering out them I'm less popular than many video game, movie and even other anime and cartoon models. Tink might be correct. I was chosen specifically. That was likely significant."

She opened the doors to the music room. "Thank you Pepper for helping check into that." She said approaching the piano. "Could you ready the broadcast relay please as previously arranged by Master?"

(("You're very welcome, Dorothy. Please let me know if you have furter inquiries. Of course! The system is engaged exactly as Dave set it up. It can only be disengaged by him or yourself and only in your presence. Good luck on your first performance!"))

"Thank you, Pepper," Dorothy said flatly. "I have been looking forward to this."

There were still a few minutes until the appinted time. She began by softly playing Nocturne Op 27: No 2. The light graceful notes started playing carrying throughout their home in the soft morning and then- it was time and she switched to playing "Rundown" from the Big O at her usual normal quick tempo and at a thunderous volume. The riotous music filled their home with cacophony of sound. It wasn't long before her first visitor appeared.

"R Dorothy Wayneright."

She mechanically turned her head to look in the doorway. There stood Dave on his feet, robe on and bleary-eyed. "Yes, David?"

He walked over and dispite looking very grumpy... smiled and kissed her cheek. "Good morning and thank you. Please keep playing until Harley's out of bed?"

She blinked, her only show of surprise, but nodded continuing to play. "Good morning and you are welcome, David. Understood."

Dave nodded and started to walk away... then walked back setting something he'd carried with him next to her. "Use of nonlethal self-defense of your person and the piano is authorized."

Dorothy nodded. "Roger."

Dave nodded too and smirked heading off towards the smell of coffee. It was time to leave ground zero and observe from a safe distance.

Meanwhile in the Master Bedroom Harley grit her teeth holding a pillow over her ears. "That damn Dorothy!"

She contorted into a ball. Thrashed around and wiggled like a worm. Even kicked her legs and drummed her heels like a child throwing a tantrum.

Finally she got up... "this means war!" She declared having finally gotten up.

"R. Dorothy Wayneright!!!"

Dorothy stopped playing as she quickly grabbed the baseball bat Dave had left her. She swung and connecting with a crack, hitting the grenade coming her way sending it flying.

Harley barely saw the grenade she had thrown coming back her way and ducked as it went out the window and into the courtyard. It exploded outside behind her. More bang and light as it was just a stun grenade but she pointed her mallet dramatically at Dorothy. "Ok now ya done it! Dave's gonna be pissed about the window. Say goodbye to your precious piano! It's smashing time!"

Dorothy pointed at her with the black baseball bat. "If he is angry, he'll be angry with you. He also authorized me to defend myself and the piano. There will be no smashing today or any other. The eggs Melfina made for you are already getting cold. Even Master David had the good sense to be properly grateful. Let us end this quickly."

"Are you gonna stop them?"

Dave shook his head pouring Miller a cup of coffee. "No... sorry about the disturbance, Cat. We can likely expect something similar most mornings from here on out."

She chuckled and shook her head. "I meant the battle royal."

Dave shook his head. "Nah. Let Harls get it outta her system. She'll feel better after. Plus don't let her fool you. Window aside she's not actually doing much damage. That's intentional."

Miller smirked and nodded. "Yeah... I can see that now. We'll start expecting something like that... it is going in my report though. Your folks are gonna get a kick outta it!"

Dave shook his head watching her walk away. He turned back to the chaos as he smoked one of Tink's longbottom leaf rolled cigarettes and sipped his coffee from a moderately safe distance. "Breakfast and a show... infact... Pepper save the footage from these little bouts for me? Good home movie stuff..."

(("Understood, Dave."))

[David Stark Pepper Tinker Bell Harley Quinn Melfina VSD02C Princess Hilda and R. Dorothy Wayneright

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