Maron, the blue-haired ex of Krillin, was wandering the city streets.
After she and Krillin broke up, she found herself getting lonelier and lonelier. As well as more and more obsessed with getting back together with Krillin.
And, like magic, she saw him as she walked. But he wasn't alone. Beside him was a very attractive, blonde haired woman.
"Who the hell is she?!" she screamed internally, not wanting to cause a scene.
She continued following them throughout the city, annoyed and wanting information.
The way he looked at her, and the way she looked at him. The way he carried her things. It just pissed her off!
And then... a kiss. It was a quick little peck. The blonde woman just tapped her lips on his cheek. But it was enough to make Maron fume.
The two split off. Krillin going one way, and the blonde woman vanishing down an alleyway. Maron followed.
"Hey! You!" she snarled.
The blonde turned to face Maron, a confused look on her face.
"Can I help you?" she replied dismissively.
"Who the hell are you?!" Maron hissed.
"Uh... I don't see that it's any of your business. But I'm in a good mood today so I'll humor you. My name is 18. Android 18. But just call me 18."
"An android? Psh. Of course! Krillin was so lonely without me he had to go get a robot girlfriend!"
"Oh. I see what's going on here... look. I don't want any trouble here. Just leave me alone, alright?" 18 sighed before turning away.
"Programmed you to ignore me, huh? Stupid robot! I wonder how he'd feel if I got a robot! A nice, hunky robo-man who I could reprogram to my liking! I bet he did that to you, huh? Put you into some reprogramming thing to get you to date him?" she mused.
"Ugh! So annoying. I can just imagine it. Pulling you out of some box and going "Oh! Android 18! Enter Programming mode!"
As said this, 18 seemed to freeze up.
"Programming mode activated..." she droned.
Maron sneered at her.
"Don't mock me!"
"Command received. Do not mock this user." she replied.
"Wait... are you not messing with me?" she asked, more to herself then anything. But she realized... 18 seemed almost entranced. Definitely in some sort of programming mode.
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