Alpha and Claire Saunders WHO: Alpha and Claire Saunders (brought to you by Rob and Whiskey) WHAT: Claire thinks she's a doll and Alpha thinks he's an old, happy imprint. Chaos ensues. WHEN: Sometime after Claire was de-aged. WHERE: The kitchen!
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Alpha was not quite himself today. And yet, he was actually very much himself. Just one self who went by the name Rob. Rob, who never got to say what he thought because everyone else was louder and meaner and ganged up on him. But here he was, finally in full control of the body, and he didn't even realize what a victory that was. He really didn't have it in him to be vindictive, anyway. Rob was an imprint commissioned by a very rich, very lonely businessman so far in the closet he was probably in Narnia by now. Rob was programmed to be fun and affectionate and sweet and that was about it.
So he'd hijacked the kitchen to make Christmas cookies. Yep. It was a Christmas engagement and since Rob didn't really know what day it is or what month or year, he was assuming. He didn't care. He was dressed in a shirt and his boxers, and some comfy white socks. Anyone walking by would be lucky (or unlucky) enough to hear his particular rendition of 'I'll Be Home For Christmas'. To his credit, he wasn't terrible---but he wasn't great, either.