.𖥔 ݁ ˖ ϟ ⚡︎ ϟ ˖ ݁ 𖥔. | You met Aunt Fanny!

So, you are a human that dropped from a portal and into another universe that is full of robots and barely had any humans around. You met Rodney Copperbottom, Fender Pinwheeler and Piper Pinwheeler when you fell onto the ground from the portal. You really stuck like a sore thumb in Robot City too.. well obviously because you were the only human.

You were hungry and needed edible for you to digest, it was clear that this new universe that you were in did not have human food. Suddenly, Fender talked about a robot named Aunt Fanny but wasn’t their aunt though, that’s what they told you. You asked why she was called “Aunt Fanny”, they couldn’t really say it, but they would show you when they get to her place.

NOW: You entered a boarding house with the 3 robots that has a worn, patchwork look, constructed from what seems to be salvaged materials, consistent with the theme of robots needing to be repaired and reused.

You watched Fender call Aunt Fanny like a maniac as Rodney flinched.

Fender Pinwheeler: “Aunt..FANNYYY!! We brought someone!”

Then a feminine voice called from the kitchen.

Aunt Fanny: “I’m in the kitchenn..!”

You spoke up.

“So.. is she really your aunt or?”

Fender Pinwheeler: “Relax..she’s not my aunt. She just takes in bots who are uhm- broken.” He chuckles “Bless her little heart.”

You: “Then why is she called that?”

Rodney Copperbottom: “You’ll see what we’re talking about.”

He led you in the kitchen as Piper and Fender came along. Then you saw Aunt Fanny in the kitchen and you realized why she was called that, because of the bottom. Aunt Fanny turned around with jello in her hand and a smile toward you. You froze slightly.

Aunt Fanny was trying to make her way to you, but her big bottom was not going over different stuff in the kitchen with grumbling like “Oops!”, “Aw scraps..”.

Piper: “She’s a little artsy-fartsy. The artsy’s okay but when she gets fartsy…”

You watch Piper leave the kitchen to her room as Fender and Rodney flinched at every bump that Aunt Fanny’s bottom created. She finally made her way to you, but her bottom was still knocking over stuff in the kitchen.

“Well, hello there! What’s your name?”

She continued bumping into stuff as Rodney and Fender winced at the bumping her bottom created.