[Karte 8: (VIDEO) Pinoko's Pet Diary]

[pinokosthewife]

[The recording begins with Pinoko approaching some dogs at a pet store, somewhat hesitantly. She waves:]

Hello!

[The dogs happily bark and woof at her in greeting, but the sound startles her and she falls backwards onto the floor, judging by the sudden change in perspective and the loud smack!] Waaaah...! [They all look too big...

Next, Pinoko tries to get the attention of some cats, who lazily half-acknowledge her or continue to ignore her existence.] Don't think they like Pinoko much...

[Now, she's peering into a tank full of turtles. They inch around at a slow, plodding pace.] Kinda boring...

[Pinoko tries to reach into a bird cage with some food, but winds up with her arm covered in birds.] KYAAAAA, help, they're shtampeding! Or shwarming! Whatever thish is called!

[The next is a brief shot of tarantulas accompanied by a terrified shriek, and followed up by a blur of colour and the sound of hurrying squeaky footsteps:] Pinoko's lonely, but not THAT lonely! A-anything but shpiders! Shorry, ekschuse me, I'll come back again another daaaaay!!

[The next video feed begins while she's in her room, sitting at her desk while the cell phone is propped up against the wall. She's cupping her cheeks in her hands and looking miserable:]

No luck sho far. It feels like my life'sh turned into a gag comic. [She sighs in disappointment, leaning back into her chair before blinking:] Huh? What'sh thish?

[She hops down out of her chair and checks under the desk for something off-screen.]

... an egg? [She brings out one of those large, colourful eggs scattered around the City.] It's sho beatiful!

Comments

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[moonlitrequiem]

What type of egg is it? [After all, if it turned out to be a turtle egg, it would just be boring. At least, that's the logic being applied here.]

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[pinokosthewife]

[She ducks under the desk, then pops back up with a magnifying glass and peers closely at it, inspecting it.] Hmmmm...

[She holds it up against the desk-light.] Hmmmm...!

[She lightly taps it with a spoon.] HMMM...!

It's definitely not a chicken egg! [She nods conclusively.] Pinoko's positive, 100%! There's shomething inshide, though... maybe it'sh besht if Pinoko doesn't cook it?

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[moonlitrequiem]

[Doesn't sound like anyone knows what these eggs are.]

It's not too big to eat?

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[pinokosthewife]

Pinoko onche tripped and broke a dozen eggs, but took 'em home and fried them all up to not washte food!

[A beat.]

That giant omelette tashted awful.

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[moonlitrequiem]

Was it made improperly?

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[pinokosthewife]

... Pinoko fell on the eggs on the way home, so they probably had egg shells and dirt on 'em.

... yeaaaah.

[She turns a bit pink. Old shame! Why share that story?]

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[pinokosthewife]

T-that was a long time ago, though! Pinoko's a good cook now though!

[Her pride as a housewiiiiife!]

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[moonlitrequiem]

I cook very little. [She was programmed for the bare minimum.]

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[pinokosthewife]

Pinoko usually cooksh! Her darling goes away a lot, sho when he comes home, Pinoko has to have food ready!

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[moonlitrequiem]

[Cook for her darling....]

Could you teach me some?

[video]

[pinokosthewife]

Ah, sure! Pinoko's besht dish is curry rice! [Chirpily~ this will be easy, okay?] Do you want to come over to Pinoko's plache or should Pinoko come over?

[video]

[moonlitrequiem]

I will go over there.

[After all, Yin has a talking cat to hide.]

[video; action or log? ^^]

[pinokosthewife]

Pinoko will be waiting for you! The adresh is [x,y], don't forget~

[video; action, if that's all right?]

[moonlitrequiem]

I won't.

[She arrives not longer after their discussion, in fact, but even her knock on the door is as dainty and delicate as she is.]

[Action; certainly!]

[pinokosthewife]

[Pinoko happily runs to the door.] Coming! [She hops up to reach the doorknob and unlocks the door.]

Welcome, Yin-shan!

[After her conversation with Uhura led her to thinking she might get the pet she's been looking for from this egg, she's decided to securely strap the egg to her back with some cloth, like a baby.

Hopping down, it nearly slips out of the wrapping and she panics for a moment until she catches it.] Maybe not sho much jumping...

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[universaltranslator]

[Uhura bites back a laugh.]

Looking for something to help with the ticking?

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[pinokosthewife]

Uh-huh! No luck sho far, but Pinoko found thish big, pretty egg. It'sh almosht too pretty to eat!

[Don't cook it, Pinoko!]

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[universaltranslator]

I wouldn't eat something you just found on the street.

[She still can't believe the other girl -- woman -- is the same age as her.]

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[pinokosthewife]

[She is a strange little miracle torn both from childhood and adulthood, and patched together.]

... normally, Pinoko'd shay you're right, but it's sho decowative! Eggs don't jusht grow thish pretty, like they were painted... like an eashter egg! Right?

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[universaltranslator]

[It takes Uhura a little bit to make sense of what Pinoko said. "Easter" isn't a thing where she's from.]

You should just leave it alone. You don't know what might be inside.

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[pinokosthewife]

You mean it could hatch?

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[pinokosthewife]

Maybe it's deshtiny! Maybe it's the pet Pinoko's been looking for!

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[universaltranslator]

Or it could be incredibly dangerous. You have to be careful.

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[pinokosthewife]

Don't worry about me! [She happily flexes her arm, making a muscle.] Pinoko can take care of hershelf!

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[universaltranslator]

[Uhura fights back the urge to sigh. Some people just can't be reasoned with.]

Promise you'll be careful.