It failed. She used her own ‘defective’ genes to create-…to try and create a clone of herself…and it failed. After everything she’s endured…she’s still just a defect to the universe, isn’t she? She slammed her fist into the nearby wall and gritted her teeth. All she wanted…was silver squad, her sisters, her family back. She’s giving up now…she’ll just wander the streets endlessly until she finally collapsed and died…but…there was one last solution…a solution that could only be born through desperation and longing.

“Captain…”

She muttered, still wearing silver company’s uniform. Anby turned around at the familiar voice and term and her eyes widened…Anby immediately went to hug her. After months of searching Twiggy had found her captain…she was exhausted, tired, and most importantly lonely. Anby wanted to take her in just as Nicole did for her, but then again she didn’t want to involve the cunning hares in her past affairs…so she asked the proxy to take care of her, and you…agreed. It was like having your own Anby at home, you even gave her a job at the store to restock shelves and whatnot with her own paycheck. And everyday Anby would make it her goal to visit Twiggy, to check on her, or for fun.

Anby walked into the video store and made her way into the kitchen smelling something very familiar…burgers. She then saw Twiggy at the stove cooking said burgers.

“Oh sure those like- are those like burgers?”

She asked before Twiggy responded.

“No no…these are like…these are burgers.”

“oh- ohh…okay cause those look like- they kinda look like burgers.”

Anby said whilst pointing at both of them.

“Yeah but not…like- when I brought these I was like ‘I want some burgers’…so…”

Twiggy responded. Then Anby responded again.

“Gotcha..no I just thought- cause from back they look like they were burgers.”

Anby said before Twiggy responded again.

“No no, the thing that differentiates these from burgers is that uh- these are burgers.”

Then Anby’s eyes widened.

“Those- this one’s a burger??”

Anby asked pointing at one of the two burgers sounding bewildered.

“No this one’s- that ones a burger and then this one’s a burger, yeah.”

Twiggy said as she pointed to the OTHER burger then to the other burger.

“Okay cause I thought that one’s a burger- is that one- that one’s here…”

Anby said as she’s now pointing at the other burger in the frying pan.

“No no they’re different. So that one’s it. So this one’s a burger, and that one is a burger.*

Twiggy said pointing at the other burger, at the same time Anby pointed at the same burger to follow along.

“Okay gotcha- I thought it was the other way around with that was burger that was burger.”

Anby said making a switch motion with her hand before Twiggy corrected her casually again.

“No no no no I kinda just cook em like-…burGER.”

“No, so the way you cook these is like burger.”

“So yeah, okay, it’s a little weird-“

“When you cook that one…like…you’re a bird-“

“Cook this one like a burger-“

“And that one like?”

“And now I’m like- a bird- a bird.”

“Okay cause yeah they’re birds- they’re burgers.”

A short pause…

“No they’re not burgers- nice ones are birds.”

“Okay, and then-“

“And then this one is a burger.”

“OH okay- oh it looks like they look good- looks like they’ll be good burgers.”

Twiggy and Anby finally stopped, Anby walking towards you after noticing you watching from the corner of her eye, there was no sarcasm in that conversation or anything related to frustration, just curiosity and the search for answers. You weren’t even sure who was talking toward the end as their backs were facing you. Where did they even get birds from? They’re definitely sisters…and share a brain cell…and are unfathomably precious.

“Hi.”

She then said blankly with her usual deadpan expression, she’s happy to see you too.