Technical Difficulties [8D] [Optionally open to Zavie and Callie]

Strange... Through out the day it seemed that someone had spilt whatever it was they were drinking onto one of the bars many tables that Callie must've missed on the initial check of the table. She only guessed this as the stain it had left seemed to have seeped into the wooden surface quite deep and was refusing to budge. The young girl had tried wiping it down with a tea towel, scrubbing it with a sponge and even using that whatever its called that's meant to make things cleaner. Started with a 'B'... She thinks, at least there must've been a B somewhere on the label of it. Whatever it was she had seen Kay use it to clean stuff before but it didn't seem to work here. "Hmm... You may have won the battle table... But you won't win the next!... one?" How'd that quote go again?

The young vixens right ear would perk up suddenly as she heard the front door burst open, she kept that ear trailed to the door to see what was going on although kept on staring at the stain. She had presumed it was just another fairly drunk man throwing his weight around... That sorta stuff usually happened more frequently when it got late. However, the footsteps she'd detect sounded very different from that of a drunken stumble. After giving up on the stain and putting an 'out of order' sign covering the mark, curiosity got the better of her and she'd turn around to see a "Doggie?"

The girl thought hard for a moment, ow... There was a reason she didn't do that. B-but she was sure that she recognized the mechanized pup that was walking up to the bar, yet she couldn't put a name to it. O-or wait, did she ever even learn their name? She'd tilt her head curiously as the dog passed by her on his way to the bar, something about the way he smelt reminded her of something bad... The same something that then lead to a lot of good!

Regardless, she was getting nowhere repeating the same information she had stored in her short lived mind. It wasn't every day you got to see a robo-dog! "Hello!" She'd say in her usual polite and cheerful way that she greeted most costumers with, however subconsciously petting the dog's head and smiling. "Is there anything I can help you with little fella?"

"Maken our way in the world today... takes everything ya got," 8D sung to himself quietly as he gently dried the glass in his hands. It was a slow night, but a good night, they had plenty of costumers and plenty of sales so it wasn't a loss by any stretch of the imagination, but it also wasn't busy to the point of being obnoxious or overly tiring ether. All in all it was about as much as 8D could ask for from a good hard nights work. Right now the bar was all but empty save for a few of the most regular of regulars, himself, and Callie who seemed to be locked in eternal combat with a stain on the table. A gentle peace fell over the bar that... Well... 8D wouldn't trade for anything...

Then a fucking robot dog thing burst through the door, probably taking it off its hinges looked around for a second, then left only to come back in as if it DIDN'T just cause hundreds of dollars in damage that it most certainly couldn't pay for.... Not that the regulars cared much... Same shit as always....

"Well hey there Dynomutt Dog Wonder, what'll ya have? I got beer on tap and plenty of mixers. Though DOGgonit I think we're out of Toilet water... Ehehe." 8D didn't stop cleaning the glass as he looked over the bar at the robo dog and the child shaped ball of love that was petting it."And what pray tell do you need my dad for?"

Selenus would smile mentally at the sight of the adorable and familiar youth that was currently petting him. "It's nice to see you again... uh... you. Do you remember me?" 8D mentioned she probably wouldn't remember him, but there was no harm in trying at the very least.

"8D..." Selenus muttered as he approachd the clown of the hour. "You told me Proffessor J. would be willing to fix me up, remember? I'll be willing to work off or pay whatever the repairs cost, but please. I haven't had maintenance in over four years. Four. Years! Do you have any idea how uncomfortable that is?!" Selenus was practically grovelling at this point.

Huh... So the robo-puppy had met her before! Good! That removes the possibility of her hand being bitten off as she was petting him, she hoped. Yet it was still annoying her how she couldn't pin point remember where she had seen them before. Their encounter must've of been very long, but after petting the dogs head she definitely remembered doing it before!

"Hmm... It's nice to see you too! I think I remember seeing you before... Yet it was a very long time ago! And it's all a little hazy back there. Although I don't think we... Talked... Much..." Callie stopped and tilted her head before gasping. She had been too lost in her own thinking to even take notice of it at first but. "Y-you can talk? That is soooooo cool!" She'd clap her hands together excitedly as 8D came over. "Oh, 8D! Do you two know each other?" She'd question before resuming her role of petting the doggie. "Oh, and my name is Callie! I-if 8D hadn't told you that already, It's nice to-" No, wait, she had already said that part. The thought of being able to talk to an awesome mechanical puppy had her all flustered. "-U-uhm, what's your name?"

"Ooooooh Riiiiiight you wanted a tune up! Ehehe, after four years I can imagine how things may have started to fall apart. Don't worry, you're in good Paws, Ehehe" 8D chuckled as he put the glass down and began to move for the door leading to the back room. "Though I do warn you that we will need a copy of your schematics and a backup of your baseline programming in order to be sure nothing gets... Lost... Ehehehe!" 8D paused and turned to the Dog Bot who most certainly was being assaulted by love and hugs and pets by Callie.

"Callie, please do keep Dynomutt company while I go grab Professor J, Pour him a nice bowl of our finest brandy on the house. And see if we have some left over bones form dinner for him, Ehehehehe"  8D smiled and winked at the two before disappearing behind the door.

On one hand, her reaction to his speaking was incredibly adorable and endearing; on the other hand however, it was slightly annoying that someone he was pretty sure had already heard him speak was impressed that he could. "I can understand not remembering me very well, but I'm pretty sure I've already spoken in front of you. I'm Selenus, it's nice to re-meet you, Callie." Did she even have a last name, or was she on the same name-boat as he was? Eh, questions for later.


"If my core blueprints and system schematics is all you need, then I've a few emergency backups stored somewhere in my memory. Give me a computer and I'll have them uploaded in no time. Just... make sure nothing happens to my Papillon Heart. You know it's the only part of me that can't be replaced." Selenus told 8D as he went back behind the door. "Don't listen to him, Callie. I can't actually eat or drink anything. You can still keep me company though."

Huh? That was weird, she couldn't really remember anything about having a conversation with robo-doggie... At least, even if he had said something in front of her in the past, something must've distracted her that stole her attention cause she certainly couldn't remember freaking out about it in the past! A-and she was fairly sure she would of done when she was younger, as... Well, she still does that kinda thing now! "See-lean-us?" She'd respond with a tilt of her head, she hadn't heard of a name like that before! "Well it's awesome to re-meet you too! And if 8D likes ya that's all the more reason to give you affection!"

Callie would continue to scratch the dogs head as they talked about all that sciencey blahdey blah blah stuff, with their backups and silly computers and the other various things they were talking about before her mind trailed off and she'd be lost in her own imagination again. Hmm, I wonder if Selenus would play fetch if she asked him to... The idea of watching him chase a ball around, pouncing on it before it could get away then shaking it around in triumph amused her. "H-huh?" She'd jump a little and giggle nervously as she was readdressed and knocked from her thinking. "Oh you don't eat anything at all? That's strange... 8D still scoffs food down like there's no tomorrow sometimes! I dunno if he actually has to or not, but he enjoys it none the less!" It must be strange not having to ever eat anything, surely everything needs some kinda way to get power and energy though... Right? "Well, if you do want anything let me know! I'm sure you'd love it~."

With a smirk and a swagger in his step 8D made his way to the basement door and gave it a quick two knocks and waited for the response code. After exactly two point three five seconds he heard three quick knocks back. In response he waited six seconds, then knocked twice, jiggled the doorknob, and kicked the door on the lower left hand corner four times with increasing force... In that order. After waiting the needed minute 8D then smashed his head against the center of the door as hard as he could, this signified that he was the one behind the door. "Ehehe... Now brain... processor hurt cus room is spi... wait... Woops wrong color...There we go... Muuuuuch better... Eheheh!" 8D stammered with a heavy slur to his voice. Slowly he stumbled around the living room trying to reorient his internal gyros and stop the room from shaking. His mind finally stopped short circuiting as he made his third round trip and returned to his starting position in front of the basement door, just in time for it to be thrown open and crack him upside the head once more.


J's loud entrance could easily be heard from inside the bar, along the fallowing blind panic as he could be heard shouting something about reattaching a head and an arm before they could escape into the night never to be seen again, fallowed by a worry about the last time and how 8D's first head still hadn't been found. This went on for a few moments before both 8D and Professor J exited the back room and walked side by side, arms linked, back into the bar.

"Ah! If it isn't the K9 unit! Please Please! Sit down and have a drink, we have much catching up to do! I heard your master was arrested for something or another... poor luck that... Regardless you old sport how are you?" J laughed heartily as he sat down at one of the barstools and 8D returned to his place behind the bar. "Callie my dear! Please, sit with us, we have an old friend visiting! In fact in calibration of this momentous reunion, all drinks are half off if you buy two with the first at one point five times the price!" The loud call from the owner of the bar caused a loud cheer from the shit faced patrons that obviously didn't know any better.

"I'm sure the food here is great Callie, but I wouldn't want you to waste your resources on me. I can't even taste things, and my mouth ends at the back end of my head. I could chew up the food, but I wouldn't be able to taste it or swallow it." Selenus always wanted to try tasting things, but it was simply not meant to be. Sleep already fully charged his battery in less than an hour, so conversion of nutrients to electric energy was deemed useless to his systems while he was being designed. "Sorry." He apologized.

Finally: The man he was looking for came in from behind the bar.

...Wait... wasn't that exactly the same as paying for two drinks? Were these people that inhebriated? "It's good to see you again, Proffessor J." He'd have to ask later what "J" stood for. "I'm doing relatively well. From what I understand I'm the only K9 unit who survived mass recall for discontinuation after the eternal divide, so... at the very least I can say I'm extremely lucky to have survived both the divide itself and the destruction of my production line that came after it. I've also found a new home, so... yay me, I guess."


"I'll get straight to the point Proffessor." Selenus said as he crossed his tail underneath himself "I haven't had maintenance in over four years. As a roboticist yourself, I shouldn't tell you how abominable that is. I'm willing to pay for the costs as soon as I find a way to gather money, but please! I need maintenance! My goddamn tail almost fell off the other day! Do you have any idea how impossible it would've been to pick up the thing that I use to pick things up?"

"Hmm... That kinda sucks. Maybe you could ask Professor J to give you a way to taste things too! He's done way weirder stuff than that, so I betcha he could if you ask him nicely!" She'd respond with a bright smile, she was almost positive Professor J could make anything happen if he set his mind to it! It was just... His mind was often on very odd things. "You don't have to apologize to me, it's not your fault after all!" She'd say with a light sigh, trying to think of what else she could do for him instead. "Are you sure there's nothing else I could do to make your stay more enjoyable?"

Turning around, Callie would wave to J. "Hey J! Long time no see!" She'd say jokingly, the man was always down in his lab so it was hardly like she got to see him at all even if they lived in the same place! However the girls attention would once again be grabbed by their new guest. "Huh? All the other doggies like you got taken away? That's awful! And with your master taken away from you... I'm so sorry for you!" The young girl couldn't help but proceed to hug Selenus, she couldn't bare anyone having a sad history so she had to make sure to make him feel comforted if he was sad! Once she had made sure the metal doggie was feeling better she would head over to sit with the Professor, wondering to herself how many cool things a robo-dog could do.

"Well it seems to me that you've been having a RUFF time of it my robo friend. You're in luck though, Professor J here is always looking for a new PET project! Ehehe Oh I crack me up!" 8D barely held his composure as a hearty laugh rocked his body and nearly brought him to his knees. Without missing a beat however, Professor J would groan loudly and pinch the bridge of his gas mask in irritation. "Oh come on Dad, you have to find my puns even a little funny, it's imPAWssible not to! Eheheh!" This one broke the dam as 8D lost his robotic shit and fell to the ground in a heap of laughter and flailing limbs. Professor J let out a frustrated sigh and shake his head in shame of his robot son's terrible puns.

"And you all wonder why I spend so much time in the basement..." J sighed and turned a worried eye(or at least that looked like where he was looking) "I honestly do not know where you get your patients for his puns My little one... Surely you do not find them as humorous as he dose, right?" J almost pleaded to Callie to not be tainted by the puns...

"Oh... OHO... Ok... Sorry about that, ehe." 8D snickered to himself as he regained his composure and got back to his feet, leaning on the bar for support"Whew! So, do you think you can help him Doc?"

"If your are finished with your blasted puns... yes, I do believe I can, and worry not about payment my dear friend. You have been through so much already that I could not, in good conscience, charge you for such a simple tune up. Besides It would be an honor to work on a machine as elegantly designed as yourself!"  J brought a hand to his chin and nodded solemnly to the thought, yes it did seem rather fun! The work he was doing on the samples 8D brought back would be at a standstill for a few months due to the wait times on the tests that required running, so he had plenty of free time at the moment anyway. "Now Please, if you would step into my-"

"Two thousand VC per checkup..." Kay's voice cut through the conversation like a knife as she walked into the bar from the back room. "Not a penny less... We're not running a charity around here...."

"K-Kay my darling, doesn't that sound a bit... Steep to you? After all this poor machine is falling apart! We must help-" J stood and tried to appease the mama bear, to little effect.

"First! I'm not your darling.... Second...Do you know how much money it takes to keep that lab of yours running J? Way more then we take in every week... If you haven't noticed we're not doing all that well for funds right now, and I'd rather we not start working for free..." Kay turned a sharp eye to Selenus. It's not that she disliked the robo pooch in anyway... She just say an opportunity and took it "Unless you can think of some other way to pay your way, two thousand VC, and that's final."

"Thank you, Callie. I appreciate your concern." He'd simply say as he accepted the adorable little girl's hug. Walking over towards Proffessor J., Selenus would groan at 8D's torturous puns. "Are you done?" He'd ask rhetorically after his possibility and paws pun. His hopes would grow high as he listened to the Professor go on about how he'd be happy to repair him for free, then suddenly and abruptly plummet towards the ground as Kay stepped into the fray.

Selenus sighed "It's fine, Professor. I understand that these kinds of things are costly, and there's no real reason why I should get free services. I have 750 VC that I can pay up-front, but you'd have to wait until I get the rest. Either that, or I could work off the rest here, if you allowed me to." Now that would be a sight to see. A robot killer wolf isn't exactly something you use to attract delicate people; But then again, the people that attended this bar seemed to be anything but delicate.

"Don't mention it! I love trying to help people, animals or, uhm, robot animals out!" She'd reply with a slight giggle, it was truly in her nature to want to make anyone she saw who was down to make them all cheery and happy again! At least, she always wanted to help. It didn't always quite go to plan... B-but ya gotta at least try, ya know?

Callie would ponder on J's question for a while. "Well... I mean some of the things 8D says I don't really understand, or the joke sometimes just flies over my head." She'd say meekly. "B-but I love him so much! So when ever he starts laughing its just kinda happens that I just join in! I love it when he's happy!" She'd say with a smile, hoping that 8D wouldn't take any offense to the fact she outwardly said she didn't understand some of his jokes. But he knew about that already, that was why he'd always thought she was good practice for new jokes.

"Oh!" Callie would suddenly butt in as the conversation about money was going on. "J, can I ask a favour of you? Pleeeaasseee?" The young girl would then lean up to the Professor and whisper into his ear so only he could hear. "When ya making the repairs for doggie, could you give him that thing you gave 8D to allow him to taste things? I think he'd love it!" The girl had to try really hard to hold back wagging her hidden tail with excitement at the thought. "I wanna let him experience food and stuff!"

"Hmph... If you're willing to work off the bill I suppose we can wave the fee for the first few jobs..." Kay sighed as she felt she had inadvertently made herself into the bad guy here... Well someone had to! In a house filled with J, 8D, and Callie someone had to man up and take charge or they'd all be living in their own filth and surviving off take out every night! Someone had to be the adult around here and it sure as hell wasn't gunna be J or 8D, both of them were useless... SO OF COURSE KAY HAD TO BE THE BAD GUY! IT WAS THE ONLY WAY TO ENSURE HER FAMILY WAS HAPPY AND HEALTHY!

While Kay short circuited J decided this would be his opportunity to pounce!"Well sense Kay has green lit it, I suppose we're good to go! I'll have you know, however, that I have taken what I have seen from your design and built my own fleet of psudo K9 units. I use them to hunt down 8D when he skips out on work,"

"It's a rather extreme reaction if you ask me but then again no one ever dose so there's no real point to this line of dialog now is there? Ehehehe" Grins smirked and added as he continued to fill orders for the patrons of the bar, none of whom seemed all that disturbed or even interested in the fact that a talking robot dog had burst into the bar. This was nothing compared to the Anime Con that had visited the town a few weeks prior.

"Regardless of levels of acceptable intensity, if you are willing to help me with improving my K9 series, leading them in cases of missing clowns, and perhaps a few odd jobs around the bar here and there, I would be happy to help you with repairs!" J saw no harm in helping the little robot dog, after all it would be a great new set of experiments and could lead to a break through  in the stagnant K9 program. The last major development there was the introduction of a Pug task force... not really of much use in hind sight."And with Selenus's permission I would very much like to include those taste upgrades, anything to make our little Callie happy! Hmhmhmhmhm!"