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((First the ask published before I was finished, then I deleted it instead of copying it first. SO. Let’s try this again.))
Spoons had a momentary panic, thinking the flowers were for Stella. It takes her a few ticks to gasp in sudden delight.Â
“Hello, mah love! You bring me presents?” She clasped her hands under her chin.
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[totally late, but I keeping imagining mantis shrimp Mimic hanging out with mer spoons, and she as the lower half of a mantis shrimp and whatnot, but also her forearms/hands are armored so she can do that super power punch thing so basically she's this tiny little thing that can fuck shit up and really loves her sea horse friend and doesn't let people screw with her lol]
I literally flailed at that idea.Â
Spoons is all like, “My shrimp friend’s gonna beat yor ass!” Except instead of talking she makes sing-song noises.
And also “DO THE THING.”
It had been awhile since Mimic had seen Spoons, and she rather missed her friend. Special friend? Well, she certainly liked her a lot. "Spoons? You here?" She called, looking around for her once she arrived in Spoons' verse.
“Ova’ here, dahlin!” Spoons waved, her hand just barely visible behind a rack of clothes and several cardboard boxes. She sat on the floor where she had fallen while sorting through boxes of costumes. With one leg in what was left of her lap, she was in the process of using masking tape on a sparking wire. A singed and smoldering scarf laid nearby. “Sorry ta say, but dis might not be da best time for visitin’, Jolie.”
*Pokes Siren's fingers, knee, and the top of his head.*
>And much the same to you, too, my dear Mimic.<
Her optics widened, and she vented a plume of steam thick enough it obscured her face for a few moments.  ”U-um, I um, you are, um.  Very pretty.”
Spoons claps her hands over her mouth, fighting the urge to squeal and/or carry Mimic off to the nearest bed. "Jolie Blonde, you are just so precious! Mais, I'll stop teasin' you if you ain't into it."
"...Doe I t'ink you aaaare," she sang.
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mimic-bot said:
[Greek Goddess AU? Or maybe a "built by Hephaestus"AU?]
Taking a jog around Crete. Trying not to squish anyone.
"Help!"
27. Being sexually harassed by a stranger
This was one of the few times where Siren didn’t particularly care about collateral damage, switching off his translator and slinking over to the scene with his staff tapping against the ground occasionally.
>My good sir, I do believe that about now would be a very good time to listen to those instincts of yours telling you to leave her alone. I do realize that those instinct were not there before but, now that I am talking, they are so I would scram if I were you…<
Something about how his voice affected humans had always fascinated Siren as well as scared him but, at least this guy was frozen long enough for him to pull Mimic away from him and out of danger. Ignoring the delayed scream from the alleyway, Siren switched his translator back on, turning to face Mimic.
>Are you alright, my dear Mimic? He didn’t get too far, did he?<
mimic-bot replied to your post:The idea of some of these 'bots being possessive is terrifying.
"I got the nice one!" :D
((Indeed she did.))
