MOTHER. 19. First Date.
Feb 14, 2023 0:57:22 GMT -5
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Post by mtc on Feb 14, 2023 0:57:22 GMT -5
The NEW Mother is racing along with its driver looking green behind the wheel. Norman Krabbe looks woozy.
I-W:
Your temperature has risen twenty degrees over the past ten minutes. Are you feeling optimal, Norman?
Norman Krabbe:
I think I'm going to be sick-
I-W:
Shall this unit pull over?
Norman Krabbe:
Ye- no. No.
Man up, Norman!
Norman Krabbe (flop sweat):
Um, Indie - I don't know if you had plans this Tuesday, but the rerelease of Titanic is playing at the drive-in... and...uh... I was wondering if you wanted to go with me?
I-W:
A motion picture.
Norman Krabbe:
Yes.
I-W:
Why, Norman?
Norman Krabbe:
I thought it might be a pleasant er evening, give us a chance off the track-
I-W:
A team building exorcise?
Norman Krabbe:
Um, I guess you could call it that.
I-W:
Optimal.
Norman Krabbe:
Really?
I-W:
This unit will look forward to it.
SCORE!
Tuesday.
Norman Krabbe stands outside the factory that is the Motel 6 that now acts as the MOTHER base of operations. Decked out in a powder blue tuxedo with a bouquet or roses in one hand, and large box of chocolates in the other - Krabbe looks only slightly more uncomfortable than a wallflower at the prom.
Indie rolls up.
Smiling as he sees the gender bending robot turned car, Norman quickly adjusts his hair - then leans in. As the door opens, Norman's smile fades.
Bogdan Tomas:
Evening Norman!
Norman Krabbe:
What are you doing here?
I-W:
It was a team exercise, correct?
The roses hit the sidewalk.
Norman Krabbe:
...........Yes, of course.
Bogdan Tomas:
When I heard about this "team exercise" I couldn't miss it.
Norman Krabbe:
You want to watch Titanic?
Borgdan Tomas:
Isn't that like seven hours? Damn. I knew there would be sacrifices to running a team...
The car drives off.
The drive-in.
Bogdan Tomas:
This is torture.
Norman Krabbe:
It hasn't even started yet. If you didn't want to watch the film you could go home.
Bogdan Tomas:
Do you mind?
Norman Krabbe:
Not at all. We will be fine on our own-
Bogdan Tomas:
Then I might bail. Hey - we're through-
The blanket on the backseat falls to reveal the Monster Truck Gravedigger. How the big wheels managed to get inside the little car is a sight gag I frequently use and you should stop making me explain. Dicks.
Norman Krabbe:
What are you doing here?
Gravedigger (hood flapping in speech):
The admission prices are criminal!
The glove compartment kicks.
Norman Krabbe:
No.
Mimsy the sociopathic stray cat pops out from under the driver's seat. Which can only mean- the glove compartment opens and a malnourished child falls out.
Tinto the Orphan:
Has the movie started yet?
Norman Krabbe:
You want to see Titanic?
Tinto the Orphan:
I thought we were going to see M3GAN, Mister Norman.
Norman Krabbe:
That isn't appropriate for children.
Tinto the Orphan:
Yes it is.
Norman Krabbe:
No it's not.
Tinto the Orphan:
Yes it is.
Norman Krabbe:
No it's not.
Bogdan Tomas:
Show of hands, who wants to see The Banshees of Inisherin instead?
Tinto the Orphan:
Is that restricted?
Bogdan Tomas:
Uh, yes.
Tinto the Orphan:
I've always wanted to see the beegees of ishimoto.
Gravedigger:
I don't have hands.
Norman Krabbe:
We're not putting this to a vote, we're here to see Titanic.
Mimsy:
Hisssssssssssssssss.
Drive-In Security (at window):
Can I see your receipts?
Gravedigger:
RUN!
I-W drives off chased by drive-in movie folk. In the process plowing through the projector's booth, which doubles the amount of angry mob chasing them.
Bogdan Tomas:
Floor it, I-W, once we get over the bridge their power ends-
Norman Krabbe:
I'd really like one of our team building exercises to end without us being chased by a mob.
Gravedigger:
Who thought this was going to be a good team building retreat anyway?
I-W:
This unit had initially hoped it was a date.
Tinto the Orphan:
Hahaha. You are so funny miss pretty robot lady car. Just think, a car and Mister Norman going on a date, that'll be the day! Did you hear that Mister Norman?
Norman Krabbe:
.......
The best laid plans ruined. Norman gives the rest of the crew the evil eye.