Episode 18.0: HARDware, Ep. 18.1: Not So Little Rascals

ANDROIDS: Jared Temple and Nikki Pope

“Man, oh, man! That Abigail Prescott is built like an android herself. She has to work like hell to manage a body that perfect. Her tits might not be real, but they sure do fit the model.” Taking his leave from the hardware store was like pulling teeth. “I should have stopped there before the drugstore. Fun as Paulina and Charlotte were, Abigail has them slapped down by longshot. I mean Abigail’s daughter Venus is rocking but her mom ... holy crap!”

Grumbling all of the way back to Goodwill, Jared Temple aka adopted Jared Keith knew his priorities. He had deviated enough leaving his much older but youthful in appearance guardian Nikki Pope to look for clothing. Jared just wanted a moment to himself to explore. If this 8000-resident town of Waterloo was going to be their home, he needed to set his sights on what it had to offer. It wasn’t likely that there were many jobs around these parts but at least he had some over the top qualifications being as big as he was. With bodybuilder proportions it was a safe bet he could walk in anywhere and get hired.

“Man, it would be easier to just tell people to put what we need on our tab and forget it. Nikki won’t let me do that very often. Only until we figure out birth certificates and IDs to prove we somehow exist. That’s going to be a chore even for me. Sure, I can manipulate the Social Security office folks to forge something but it’s going to be tedious hiding it forever. The military will have their best hackers looking for anything suspect. Just my swiping ATM cash from that Bernie Pike guy could look curious to the right sniffer. Just because I used my hologram mode to look like him in front of the ATM camera and adopting his fingerprints won’t explain where he really was if he has proof. I’d say at a day like this he might be in his office wherever that is.” For one of the highest IQs in the world he was not always thinking what he his android could achieve. In time our boy would figure it all out.

Sighing in his thoughts only Jared reached the Ford F-150 and opted to hide his money. Taking out Homer’s meds and the unneeded condoms he tossed them into the other truck seat. He also kept out the $1000 he told Nikki he would get but stashed the other two grand in the drugstores provided plastic bag under the suicide seats in back which lifted up like trunks. “Whoa! What is this?”

Under the seat was a briefcase with a combination dial. “That Clint Burton was a welder. What would he be doing with a briefcase? We’ve been in such a hurry we haven’t bothered to really look through the whole truck. I mean there’s a toolbox in the bed too. Hmm!” Using his android body’s x-ray vision, he paused. “Lead lined? Now that’s ominous. What were you up to Burton?” Utilizing his newly christened computer Chism he ran a full background check on Clint Burton.

“Clean as a whistle or is that slick as a whistle. Not married! Moves around a lot but always had big money jobs waiting in the welding field. That’s not a red flag! Who is so in demand to weld unless he’s deep-sea. No signs of him near the coasts anywhere though. I can break this baby open easily but what if for any reason it’s booby trapped. I mean I can survive an explosion, but it would obliterate the truck and draw attention we don’t need. I better leave it be until I can maybe carry it down to the rapids before I risk popping the lid. I can probably even contain the blast in a smaller radius. This android has a force field sheath that I can advance outward about three feet. I know these babies can withstand pretty hefty ordinance so I would survive the shockwaves, fire definitely. Just hide my money for now. Nik and I can go back to the water with this tomorrow.”

Before closing the seat down, he tried one more trick. Amplifying his ears to listen for any ticking sounds he did hear one. “Minor ticking like a wristwatch. Maybe he has a Rolex. I would guess a bomb ticking would be more upbeat.” He researched the ticking sounds to compare. Smart move! “I better get inside before Nikki comes looking for me.” Meds in the backseat Jared had his hands free again save for the money rolled up. “I hope it is a Rolex. I’d look good in one.” Hiding his wrist, he produced a hologram version of a Rolex. “Yep! So, me! Just not this body.” Gone just that fast!

Entering the Goodwill outlet, he looked around for Nikki, Homer, and Fiona. A new customer since leaving he discovered a good-looking man in his late 30’s by appearance. Well-groomed, dress slacks, shirt and tie, yep, white collar. Hearing the front door jingle the man shot a glance toward Jared from the clothing racks and smiled. “Facial recognition him, Chism! Might as well see who I’m facing.” At the counter Jared waited but tried looking through the curtain cloaking the back room.

“Merrill Erikson!” Chism began his informative voice. “Age 39! School teacher! Subject History! Marital status single, no children. He lives in the rurales of Waterloo with two German Shepards. Full address required?”

“Not right now.” Jared then proceeded to read the man’s mind.

“I hate buying birthday presents. I have no clue what to get Andrew.” Jared knew Andrew wasn’t one of his dogs. “I swear the boy is so picky.” No kids! Hmm! “Still, Kennedy’s son is special needs and is a pistol, how could I ignore his birthday.”

“Associate Kennedy and Andrew, Chism.”

“Searching!” Curtain opening in front of him, the owner Fiona Marsh presented herself.

“You’re back! Your daughter is going through our backstock with Homer. You can join them if you like. She found some jeans that should fit you.”

“Awesome! Thanks!”

“Oh! Hello, Mister Erikson! Lunch break?”

“Hi, Fiona! Yeah, last minute birthday gift.” While they bantered Chism revived his tone.

“Kennedy Wilhelm, age 42, teaches English and Drama at Waterloo High School. Son Andrew, age 24 suffering from muscular dystrophy.”

“Good enough Chism, thanks! I just realized something.” Jared had a grin, “Merrill there looks like Jensen Ackles. Nikki must not have seen him yet or she would be out here all goo-goo-eyed. Heck, her seductress mode would have jumped him in the aisle by now. Wow! What are the odds.”

“Oh! Merrill? That handsome young man at the counter is Homer Keith’s grandson Jared. He just moved here from New York, was it?”

“Yeah! How’s it going Merrill?”

“I’m great! Birthday present shopping and hating every second of it.”

“Yeah, my daughter’s birthday is coming up too.” Jared growled under his breath. It was true that Nikki’s 39th. birthday was a month away.

“Fifteen going on sixteen.” Fiona held her chest with both hands. “She is so precious Merrill. Nikki might be enrolling soon.”

“Oh, really? I barely know Mister Keith, mostly just his hardship. I’ve donated can goods to him through my friend Kennedy Wilhelm. Ken is Waterloo’s patron saint.” He chuckled! “Her son is handicapped so she volunteers at our homeless shelter and collects for food drives.”

“And I donate clothing.” Fiona pointed out.

“I thought I heard your voice daddy.” Nikki Pope stepped out holding a one-piece blue dress with no shoulders that was short in skirt. “Am I allowed to wear this?” Jared bulged his eyes. Hearing her thoughts, she told him to tell her no and act like an overprotective father.

“Sure! Add it to the pile.”

“You are so incorrigible! I ... is that Jensen Ackles?”

“Cloned!” Jared laughed! “I knew you would compare the two.”

“Nikki, dear? This is Merrill Erikson.” Fiona waved her closer. Reluctant due to the seductress overrides she experienced yesterday she made certain Jared followed her just in case. “Merrill here teaches History at Waterloo High.”

“Cool!” Kid mode! “You look like my favorite actor.”

“Let me guess!” Merrill grinned in thought! “The guy from Supernatural.”

“Yesss! So hot!” Blush forced to look the part!

“I guess that makes you hot, Merrill.” Jared squeezed Nikki’s shoulders, Nikki tilting her head back to look up at him smiling.

“I hear that every day from my students. So, Nikki? What grade would you be in?”

“Sophomore!” She pouted as Jared planted his chin on her forehead to prevent her eye contact with Merrill. Taking the dress from Nikki, he held it up to her body for Merrill to look at.

“Birthday present? What do you think, Merrill?”

“Pretty! Why not? I think I’ve seen that dress on a girl from school. Spring Dance maybe!”

“Mine now!” Nikki insisted picking up an allure out of Merrill. “Daddy, you’re hurting my neck.” Not possible! Jared lifted away and smirked at Merrill and Fiona.

“I better go check on Homer.” Fiona excused herself. “Lord knows he likes getting into things.” She made her way to the curtain just as Jared called out.

“Do you have a changing room, Fiona?”

“No! I’m afraid not. I suppose she could try it on in back.” She pointed then entered to find Homer sniffing dresses. “You behave, Mister Keith.”

“You really want me to try it on daddy?” Nikki froze like a deer in headlights.

“I’ve never once seen you in a dress like that. Final judgement will be based on how you look.”

“Okay! I’ll hurry! Don’t leave Mister Ackles ... I mean Erikson. I want to know more about the school.”

“I have twenty minutes before I need to be back in class.”

“Hold up! It’s a quick change, just go behind the rack there and switch out. There is no one here to see but us.”

“Seriously?”

“Embarrass easy, Merrill?”

“I’ll turn my back.” Nikki flipped Jared off but went around the clothing rack and removed her t-shirt. Nothing beneath Merrill happened to look up and see a mirror along the ceiling. Jared had too and that was the reason for his suggestion. Not realizing that mirror showed off her entire body Nikki tossed both articles over the rack and danced like a stripper for thirty seconds and blowing kisses out at Merrill. Shaking his head Merrill closed his eyes. She was fifteen! Actually, 38, but hey, at least he was courteous. Halting her silliness Nikki quickly put the dress on and realized how short the skirt was on her. She couldn’t possibly wear this in public, her ass cheeks were showing. The slightest lean forward her android cunt would offer a peek.

“This has to be fast. My hormones are skyrocketing.” Leaving her t-shirt, she shuffled around the rack to face Jared and Merrill. “It’s really short. And the top hem shows a lot of cleavage.” Jared puckered his lower lip and cast her a thumbs up. She of course rolled her eyes. Merrill took a deep breath and turned halfway and saw her with her head hanging low and looking bashful. Her cleavage was dramatic, and she was correct, that hemline was lined right up with her android cunt. Instant erection building up, he smiled.

“Now I remember who wore that dress. Sienna Colfax!”

“Do you like it?”

“You look lovely. I need to finish my own shopping. Any suggestions what to give a 24-year-old boy in a wheelchair? Clothing wise!”

“He’s trying to ignore me.” Nikki pouted! “I can sense his lust but he’s resisting it. Probably a good thing or I might rape the man.”

“He like concert t-shirts?” Jared picked up a Slipknot t-shirt then intentionally dropped it. “Crap!”

“I got it daddy.” Nikki cut in front of Merrill and couldn’t resist bending over to pick up the hanger. In doing so her entire ass slipped into view. Merrill got one hell of a good look at her perfectly sculptured labia and butt pucker. Jared played dumb and accepted the shirt and looked it over first.

“Too bad it’s not my size. Andrew like this? I’ll even donate it to him.”

“He does like rock music.” Hard! Merrill mumbled as Nikki stood up and faced him up close. With sparkling eyes, she trembled in his gaze. “Thanks, Jared. I appreciate your kindness.”

“The sweater. It gets cold in Maine.” Nikki turned swiftly and plucked up a fashionable warm light brown turtleneck sweater. “It looks brand new even.” Her skirt still ruffled up a bit she rubbed up against Merrill’s lap. He had to back up. “Quit running from me!”

“Better chill, Nik! Fiona’s on her way. Change back again.”

“Donate this to Andrew too daddy. From me!” She handed him the sweater. Adult sized it was a guaranteed fit. Scurrying around the rack she had her dress off before Merrill could turn away. Seeing from her chest swell upward he swallowed dryly and watched her put her t-shirt back on. Jared eavesdropped on his thoughts.

“Sweet Jesus! She’s bold, I’ll give her that. Too bad she’s only fifteen. Sixteen in a month or not.” Shaking off his hormones Merrill Erikson selected a winter ski jacket in red and white as well.

“Good choice!” Jared nodded! “Here!” He peeled off a fifty-dollar bill. “Keep the change if there is any.”

“Thanks! Stop by my classroom when you enroll your daughter and say hi. I’ll introduce you to people.”

“We’ll do that.” Jared offered a handshake. Accepting it Merrill realized how strong Jared was, his bones creaking a tad.

“Some grip!” A good thing Jared had lowered his constant erection or that fourteen-inch monster would have jabbed Merrill like it had Venus Prescott at the gas station. Hologram concealed or not it was all too real and hardly intangible. Invisible yes under stealth mode!

“Army!”

“Ah! You look like a linebacker or a wrestler.”

“I probably could do both. Any tips you might have on jobs around town?”

“Not really, but I’ll enquire.” Hands released he shook his hand. “I’d suggest the logging camps but last resort. The owner Bernard Pike is as evil as they come. He’s even made me an offer on my property out by Whisper Falls. I inherited a huge chunk of property with a waterfall. Too pristine to ever give up.”

“Sounds beautiful.” Nikki returned holding her dress. “I’d love to see it sometime.”

“Sure! Swimming hole out there too if you own a bathing suit. Tell your Pop here to pay a visit I’ll give you two a tour of some of the best nature Maine has to offer.”

“Can we daddy?”

“We could use a few new friends. Thanks, Merrill! Maybe next week?”

“Free on weekends.”

“Perfect! I’ll grab your number and address when we stop by the school on Monday. Our phones are out in my truck.”

“Sounds good!”

They met Fiona and Homer at the counter. Nikki waved goodbye to Merrill and headed into the back for her selected clothing for everyone. A cart used she had six outfits for herself and pants and socks for Jared. Shirts fitting his build was difficult. Homer had another five sets of clothing. “Homer?” Fiona paused in ringing the items up. “Do you recall, Merrill Erikson?”

“Sounds familiar.”

“History teacher here in town. I’m good friends with Kennedy Wilhelm.”

“Pinch her ass for me.”

“Grampa!!!” Nikki blushed as part of her act.

“I don’t think I want a black eye.” Merrill chuckled! “She has a black belt.”

“Really? So do I.” Jared grinned. His android could mimic all forms of martial arts.

“Not me!” Nikki giggled! “Defenseless little girl.” That got Merrill’s dick hard again, he puffed his cheeks and handed Fiona the money Jared offered him. Change back he had enough to buy a cheeseburger at the only Burger King in town. Bags in hand he said his goodbyes. Jared had to restrain Nikki from following him out.

“Easy, Nik! Is that you giving chase or the seductress?”

“Me!” She laughed! “I think I’m in love. He’s gorgeous!”

“Fifteen! He’s 39!”

“I’m 38 ... darn it! Why can’t my android look older?”

“Now you know how I feel being the opposite at 15 going on 35. I’m seeing women twice my age that I want.”

“Just use your x-ray vision. That’s harmless enough. Neither of us should be doing what we’re doing Jared. It makes us no better than rapists or molesters.”

“Sorry, Nikki, but I’m going to do what I want more often than not. I love you but now that I’m sort of grown up I need this.”

“I need love and passion too but we’re not human beings anymore. Yes, we can feel like them and think like them but we’re taking advantage of people. Not to mention should my seductress mode lose control without you there to bring me down I could seriously hurt someone.”

“Your android doesn’t have strength. You would pretty much be helpless. Let’s talk about this back at the cabin. I found something more pressing that I’m worried about, but I can’t do anything in town or around Homer in case it’s a problem.”

“What did you find?”

“I picked up Homer’s meds at the drugstore and threw them in the truck. I realized the backseats pop up for storage. There’s a briefcase inside that’s got a lock and lead lining. Who carries something like that who is not bad news. I’m afraid it might have a bomb trigger if opened without the proper combination.”

“Shit! Do you think it’s a way it can be tracked?”

“No, because I deactivated GPS tracker on the truck. Its code no longer exists.”

“That’s the truck. What about the briefcase?”

“I’ll take it down to the rapids and open it. My android can survive a close quarters blast. Well, nuclear blast but who’s counting. If it’s not a bomb it must be something pretty top secret to mask behind lead. I didn’t even lift it. With that lining I can’t even ascertain its weight. I’ll sweep the entire truck better where I know we aren’t being watched.”

“Alright! If it were a bomb, I’d think it might have gone off in the last 48 hours since we took the truck. Surely, that Clint Burton revived from his mind-control by now to trigger or trace it if it’s possible. Maybe it’s money. That would solve our issues.”

“Unless it’s counterfeit. I considered that.” They watched Fiona tallying up their clothing, bagging them as she went. “What if he was a spy or an assassin or something?”

“Then we move on and make sure Homer is safe. Let’s just remain calm until we know the truth.”

“Right! I walked by the hardware store. Let’s stop in there and enquire about where we could get a tub or trough for Homer to take baths in. I can’t believe as generous as the people in Waterloo are toward him that they haven’t given him more modern conveniences.”

“No power lines leading toward the woods it would probably cost a fortune to run wires that far back. Waterloo doesn’t exactly look like a rich place. People do with what they can afford.”

“Yet there is powerlines along the main road. Maybe I can figure something out.”

“And end up electrocuting yourself with more volts than your android could probably handle. Too risky. I love how you want to help Homer though. I say just a generator and fuel to run it. He’s blind Jared it’s not like he needs lights to see by. Running water and better hygiene is priority.”

“I could dig a well maybe.”

“That would be a chore. I recall my parents digging one and that required 500 feet of hole and pipes. The water needs to be safe to use too. What worries me most is getting a tub and having to heat water. Our bodies can store just enough water to maybe fill three inches into a tub if we use the river to fill our reservoirs. I know it’s twisted but we can literally pee in the tub and use our internal temperature to warm the water up for him.”

“Brutal! Good idea though.”

“That aqueduct idea is good but even that will require a lot of guttering to send it his way.”

“I say we charge it to that Bernie Pike. Let’s drain him dry.”

“Jared, come on! That would only draw attention. We have to lay low.”

“Ready for the total kids?” Fiona finished her job. “Two-hundred thirty-eight dollars and twenty-two cents. I’ll skip the thirty-eight, twenty-two. “Let’s just call it two hundred even.”

“You’re awesome, Fiona.”

“It’s because I rubbed her tushy.” Homer chuckled, making the woman blush.

“You watch yourself, Homer! My husband might steal your walking stick.”

“Jared will bust off a tree branch and make me a new one.”

“Thanks, Fiona. You really don’t have to.” Jared played the dad. “Anything you need you just drop out and ask.”

“I’ll keep that offer in mind.”

“Leave the hubby at home.” Homer tapped her with his elbow behind the counter. Sneaking in another tushy rub, she let him succeed with a sly grin. At her age anything was a thrill.

“We are turning the other direction.” Jared made Nikki look away. Fiona did peck Homer on the cheek. “Let’s roll Grampa. Hardware store next. Let’s look into a gas generator and a few things for convenience.”

“Woohoo! Fancy new toys! Be hearing you, Fiona. Blind guy funny!”

“Bye, Homer! Take good care of him kids. And again, welcome to Waterloo.”

Warm regards expressed the trio left the store and loaded Homer into the truck. Bags were smothering the old timer. Sitting on his meds Jared had to laugh, “Sorry! I did you a solid and picked up your meds from Hannigan’s Drugstore.”

“You’re a saint, Grandson.”

“Only trying to help, Sir.”

“We owe you everything, Homer. Whatever we can do just ask.”

“You might need these, young fella.” He held up the truck keys he had in his pocket. In starting the truck Jared eyed Homer in the mirror lifting the box of condoms. “These prophylactics for me?” Chuckles heard he just knew what was in the box.

“Why did you get condoms?” Nikki looked puzzled! “You don’t need them. Unless you downsize that trumpet there’s zero chance of those fitting you.”

“Hey! I wanted to feel human again. Buying my first condoms was a blast. You should have seen the cashier girl’s eyes light up knowing I was probably packing.” Not to mention Charlotte Hannigan’s tits. Nope! Not admitting to his mischief. Telepathy off! Nikki just shook her head. Good! Now she could think about Merrill Erikson. Within reason! She wondered if those condoms might fit him. Should he be interested in her and nonchalantly care to break the law.

“I so want, Jensen!”

Two blocks over Jared parked the F-150 facing the hardware store windows and acted nervous. Gripping the steering wheel, he paused to look at Nikki. “Nik? Help me not make a fool of myself. You’re crushing on Merrill and I’m crushing heavy on Abigail Prescott. That’s her in the window. I think I better try my clothes on before I go inside. I’m afraid my nerves my accidently deactivate my hologram attire. I really don’t want her to think I’m a perv.”

“Wow! You must be lovesick. You sure weren’t worried about her daughter seeing you.”

“Wait! How did you know she saw me?”

“Oh, Jared! I didn’t! I just meant you risking your hologram. Same goes at the drugstore. Please tell me you didn’t show them your body.”

“Venus, I did, but I suggested she forget after she flashed me her tits.”

“Are we getting out?” Homer was fidgety.

“In a moment, Homer. Jared and I are having a telepathic discussion about manners.”

“Oh! Okay, don’t mind me I’m just sweating my balls off.”

“We haven’t even turned the air on for him Jared. Our androids don’t require cooling like humans do. We’re so sorry, Homer. Next time tell us, we tend to overlook what our old selves once required.”

“Just saying if we’re getting out there’s no need for AC.”

“Yes! Hold on a moment Homer! Stay!” She pointed at Jared. Hopping out Nikki opened the passenger side back door and sifted through their new wardrobe. Finding a pair of denim cargo shorts and a belt for Jared, she hurled them over the seat at him. “Let’s pray those fit or you need to downsize. Those are a 48-waist size now.” Deactivating his hologram his clothing cloak faded away. Shirtless at the moment Abigail Prescott just happened to glance out the window to see him in the truck. Her inquisitive nature found her nibbling a fingernail.

“She’s into me I can tell.” Steering wheel raised and seat slid back as far as it could go Jared slyly lifted his feet and slipped the cargo shorts up over his swollen thighs. Ass lifted to tug them up they fit almost perfect. A gentle sizing relaxation to his android body’s waist he was in business. “I’ll skip the belt.” He whipped it back. Looking at his lap he had to laugh, his fourteen-inch penis fit snugly along his left thigh, the denim tightening over it. “Crap the tip almost touches the sewing. I don’t want to shrink it. I want Abigail to see me and beg for my love.” Man, he had it bad suddenly.

“Here! Socks and hiking boots. Look normal!”

“Any shirts that fit me?”

“A 4X muscle shirt. I really only found this and a real flannel shirt. We might need to check out other towns to see what they have.”

“Muscle shirt works.” He chuckled! Socks on he put his boots on and sacrificed a bit in his size 16 feet to fit the 14’s. Easy enough and it wouldn’t look strange. Lacing them up he looked back at Abigail to find her missing. “Aww, man! Where did she go?” A mad dash to the bathroom mirror to fix her hair and makeup.

Expanding his telepathy while tying his boot he heard her thoughts. “Ohhh, yeah! She’s hooked and we haven’t even met yet. Well, window shop met but not in person.” Boots on he saved the muscle shirt and climbed out, shutting his door. Holding off he walked around the truck and helped Homer out while Nikki put on a new shirt and white shorts. New pumps to go with the ensemble. She used the double doors to block her quick change. No traffic at the moment she got away with it.

“You help Homer.” Jared told Nikki. Stepping up on the sidewalk he discovered Abigail back in the window with her jaw dropped at seeing his massive musculature. He even activated his artificial sweat to make his skin gloss up. “Her heart rate is soaring. Hormones escalating. This is so awesome.” Slowly putting his muscle shirt on it fit perfect. No sides to the shirt all the way down to his waist he felt like Hercules. His arms and chest were available from the sternum up. A nod at her she blushed. Once she looked at Nikki and Homer, she was shocked. “Homer? Do you know Abigail Prescott?”

“Only Abigail I know was Abigail Bouchard.”

“That’s her maiden name.” Nikki recalled it from the campers yesterday. She married a Wagner Prescott.”

“Now divorced! Go me!” Jared laughed! “So, you knew her when she was younger?”

“I did! She grew up right next door to Millie and I. She always baked cookies for me. Sweet kid! She must be around 35 now, maybe.”

“34! Birthday in December.” Jared ran her entire life through Chism in his head. “Save me from being stupid guys.”

“Just don’t say something a 15-year-old might say. Like cool! Bonkers! High-five!”

“I still say high-five.” Homer laughed! “Relax kid! I have your back.”

“Wait! Did she know Chism?”

“Dated him even.”

“Ah, hell! That’s why she turned pale when she saw you with us.”

“So, you got the hots for Abby?” Homer fidgeted! “Just don’t hurt the girl.”

“I’d never hurt her.” Jared sighed whether he needed to or not. “I’ll take it slow. Man, I really like her she’s the hottest lady I’ve seen so far.”

“You’re a boy.” Homer grumbled! “Isn’t Abby a little old for you?”

“Well, it’s not like this body can date a 15-year-old.” That made Nikki pout. “Sorry, Nik!”

“You two have yourselves in one hell of a pickle.”

“Don’t we know it. Homer? We might need you to forgive us if we do things that defy our ages. To fit in we have to date who we relate to. As much as I thought Merrill was gorgeous, I can’t risk dating him at 15, whether I’m really 38 or not. He can never know that.”

“You younguns still age?”

“I can look older, younger too, but I don’t want to look 25. Heck, I can mold my body to look just like you, mirror image. I won’t disrespect you that way though.” Jared confessed! “30something suits me just fine.”

“I’m afraid I’m stuck looking 15 the rest of my days Homer. Hair color and tanning my skin is about it disguise wise. My android was the most underdeveloped of the fleet. I’m pretty much human just invincible.”

“Do what you two have to. I’m not going to judge you. I’m just happy to have you two in my life.”

“Awwww!” Nikki hugged Homer from the side. Jared seeing Abigail looking just went with it and joined the hug. “You’ve certainly earned my love, Homer.”