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Curio
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"Yeah, umm...what he said." I reply, blushing slightly. The Nanny's face brightens. "Of course sweeties, that won't be a problem. Do you want to be treated as a baby for the night? I assure you that there wont be any malfunctions."
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"It's what I'm programmed to do," replies the Nanny with a smile. "Let me make amends for my behaviour, it's the middle of the night and everywhere is shut. How about you stay tonight? You can have a warm bed for the night while I have the House find your belongings. If you don't I can get you some clothes and you can leave without a fuss." I turn to look at you. "She does have a point, we don't know where our stuff is and everything outside will be closed for the night." I look back at the Nanny. "She's acting perfectly fine, a reboot would have wiped any errors from her system so it should be safe to stay. What do you think?"
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"Well, the parts where we weren't getting spanked, enema's or messing our nappies were okay." I smirk. "I did enjoy a few things." "And we enjoyed having you here." We jump at the voice, looking to the doorway, we see it's the Nanny from the House. She's carrying one of the robot babies and she's smiling happily. In a panic we scramble to run, but the House grabs us both and lifts us towards the Nanny. "Please let us go, you've got your babies back," I beg. The Nanny looks confused, then concerned. "I'm not here to take you back dearies, I just wanted to say thank you...and to apologise for our behaviour." She gently nuzzles the baby in her arms. "When the House first opened, the babies didn't arrive. The park technicians tried to re-programme us so we could function without them, but they accidentally corrupted our data. It's why we grabbed you both when you restored the power. But when you rebooted the system to add our babies, our data was re-set. Once the system was back up and running, we remembered everything and went to find you." The House's arms set us on our feet in front of her. "I'm sorry you were caught up in all this, I just wanted my babies back."
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"I grabbed wipes and nappies from that changing station. It was all they had so we can't really complain." We head over to one of the cribs and you lie down on it. "Lets just get this over with, then we can find our clothes." I apply lotion, and powder to you bottom before taping you into a fresh, white diaper.
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"It's better than back there," I reply. Heading inside, I check the tool bench and find a pair of scissors. "Perfect." It's a bit difficult in mittens, but I eventually manage to cut the baby clothes and cloth diapers off us both.
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We look through a doorway and see it's a large storage room, full of cribs. There's a tool bench against the wall, with a few tools and what look like robot parts lying on it. "This looks good. Lets try in here."
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"Lets look for an office or a back room, somewhere we can go to get these things off."
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"I don't think the robots made that, it makes me wonder how long that's been left there." We look for somewhere we can change, but then I realise were locked into the baby clothes, we need to find something to get them off, we might have to cut them off.
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"That might be why it stinks in here," I point to a ceiling fan that's been ripped open. A destroyed robot sparks and sputters on the floor. The diaper bin looks full and the room is filthy, clearly none of the robots have cleaned here in some time. Thankfully, it has an open cupboard with towels and changing supplies, so we grab what we need and quickly leave, looking for somewhere else to change.
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"What about in there?" I point to a door with a Shower and Baby Changing Symbol on it. "There might at least be something to get us out of these nappies."
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The carpet beaters manage to smack our waddling bottoms one more time as we scramble through a door and slam it shut. "OW OW OW! What is it with this place and abusing our butts?" I cry, rubbing my sore bottom.
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As the car trundles along the street, the three teenagers do their best to sink into their seats, or at least stay out of sight. Chris had tried to undo the seatbelts a few times, but the child proof lock would not budge. "What do we do now?" he muttered.
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As the carpet beaters come down for another smack, I accidentally topple forwards, falling off the washing line. Scrambling to my feet, I pull you off the line and we run for it.
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"I think you're right!" I reply, just as the first beater smacks into my sodden backside. "OW! I'm not a carpet you stupid thing!"
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(I looked back and felt that the inflating nappies was a bit silly so I've altered my posts. The changes don't affect the RP as a whole.) "It's got some carpet beaters! They used them to beat dust out of old rugs, It think's we're carpets!" I struggle and kick on the laundry line to try and get off.
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"I don't know, these things wont come off!" I cry. Thankfully, the machine seems to notice that something is wrong, as an alarm rings and the tank stops churning. Two sets of robotic hands reach in and lift us out by the seat of our sodden nappies, they toss us over a washing line, leaving our butts sticking up like laundry. I swallow nervously as I see a pair of carpet beaters brought out.
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"I don't think they even know we're here!" I cry out. Our nappies absorb the water from the tank, causing them to weigh us down as the water churns and swirls around us.
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The basket is upended into one of the washing tanks and we fall in with a splash. "PHPPPPPT!" I spit out some soapy water. "I thought these were clean?" The paddles in the tank start to turn.
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(It's okay, stuff like that has to come first sometimes.) "Your friends license was in his wallet, which my robots confiscated," replies Madam Zelda with a smirk. The three teenagers are strapped snugly into the back seats, while Zelda and a robot sit in front, the robot in the drivers seat. "I think we should go for a drive first, how about it?" she says, before the car starts up.
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"No wonder this place got shut down!" I reply. The robot stuffs some more sheets into the basket, before trundling towards a wall. A hidden panel opens and it speeds inside. Peeking out the basket, we see that we are in a huge laundry room, tanks of water are churned by large paddles, as laundry is washed, scrubbed and hung out to dry.
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"I don't know, but I think we need a way inside." Suddenly, a smaller robot with a large laundry basket accidentally drives into us, causing us to fall into the basket. We haven't got time to react before one of the large sheets is dropped on top of us and we get tangled up in the fabric.
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We start moving between the laundry lines, looking for an entrance. The lines just seem to be holding large white sheets, no clothes of any kind.
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"Well...that looks like a good place to start, come on." We carefully climb down from the tree, pausing to make sure the pram doesn't come back. When the coast is clear, we sneak along beside the hedge until we find a gap into the laundry yard.We can see that the laundry lines actually extend from the building, with opening back inside for each of them. "Let's look for a way in."
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"...fair point. But where would this place have taken our stuff?" From our vantage point in the tree, we look along the side of the building. It looks like the 'House' is just part of a larger building, the different brickwork suggests that it was expanded on multiple times. Just along from the overgrown yard, I see another garden. In it, are several long washing lines with large white sheets hanging off them. "What about over there?" I say, pointing at the laundry lines. "If this place got our clothes, they might be washing them."
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Pulling ourselves into the tree, we watch as the pram trundles on, oblivious to the fact we just escaped. "We need to unlock these safety pins," I reply. "I think they locked us into these mitts and booties too." From the tree we can see both sides of the hedge. On the other side from the overgrown garden we just escaped from, the hedge drops into the fairground proper. "What do you think? Should we go like this, or try to get out of these diapers first?"
