Lime and Cherry barrel out of the apartment without even closing the door. They know that their bustier marionette sister has taken in Otaru. They don’t know how they know this, maybe it is a telepathic link they share with Otaru from when he released them. Or it could be that they found clothes Otaru had been wearing that day, neatly folded on the cabinet and they saw Otaru’s futon out with a big saliva stain drying in the middle. Cherry likes to thing the first reason because it proves that her and Otaru share a connection. Lime on the other hand just heard Cherry say that Otaru had been gobbled up and she followed.
“Cherry, what’re we going to do when we find Bloodberry?” Asked the most naïve of the three artificial robots.
“well we’ll have to make her cough up poor Otaru. Oh, he must be so scared from being feasted upon by that silicon filled tramp. Don’t worry master, I’m coming to save you.” Cherry broke away from Lime and went off in the opposite direction. Lime stood there with her finger in her mouth, trying to think of what to do.
“I’ll look for Otaru in the park, if he ain’t there at least I can get more ice cream,” Lime blissfully said as she looked for her male companion in the park. As she hoped along to the park she reflected on how she felt about Bloodberry taking Otaru. Lime loved Otaru, but if he loved Bloodberry then he’d be happy. If he was happy, then lime could be happy. With the fact that whatever happens will turn out fine Lime continued towards the park, her sunny perspective unaffected.
Near the fish market, A very frazzled Cherry looked franticly for Otaru. She needed to find her before that evil marionette did something to him, like turn her sweet master into a sex fiend like her. This shouldn’t be happening, she should be at home with Otaru alone. They should be sitting by the fireplace. (Although they don’t have a fireplace) They should be snuggling together under one big warm feather stuffed blanket, (Although they don’t have any blankets like that) Then she’d slowly pull down her kimono and open her mouth and then she’d…
“Watch it!” Someone shouted as Cherry nearly rammed into a cart full of fish. Deciding to focus on reality, Cherry continued to look around the fish market.