The room “Bowyetta” sat in looked oddly familiar. The walls, floor, and ceiling were made entirely of patched-up metal, and there were strange piles of scrap metal all over the place. The room was completely dark, save for the glow of some sort of furnace in the back.
“Mr. Siiiir~” “Bowyetta” called from the center of the room. “Bowyetta is knowing that you be here~ Do not be worrying~ She is certain you will much loving her new look~”
“Bowyetta” then turned around to reveal what she had done to herself. Pieces from other Machine Mades had been patched all over her body. Her legs had been completely replaced, and she now had at least 4 or 5 arms. Her body was covered in patches of rust, and her hair was a tangled mess, not to mention filled with even more mechanical pieces.
“Please to be looking at Bowyetta, Mr. Sir~ Is she not be much beautiful now~?”
“…Bowyetta…?”
When he heard that she went missing, the Repairman was more than happy to keep an eye out for her.
Well, she wouldn’t be in this scrap room, but hey, maybe it would be a good shortcut…
Well, what do you know? It looked like there was a familiar silhouette. But…something was off…
“Oh, good to see you again Bowyet–”
And then he saw her handiwork. He couldn’t look away. Those were definitely not her feet, her arms, or her scraps. Something about the aura around here told him that these weren’t just discarded parts, either.
Automatically, his voice went to the classic quip, in spite of the sudden chills he had.
“Y-you’re right about that.”
He began to back away slowly.
“I…think maybe I should be going,” he stammered, silently wondering how he’d break the news to Bowyetta’s housemates.
Siblings-a-Fixin' 