It had been two weeks since Normani started this lie and she didn't know how long she could keep it up. Pretending she actually had some light skinned beauty on her arm that was the true definition of loyal.
Fuckin preposterous.
"Stupid Ryan and her stupid boyfriend. Stupid best friends... Fuck my life..." She mumbles angrily, wishing that there was a machine that could just read her mind and make her perfect girlfriend.
Standing up, she walked around her step dad's office only to see a bookcase. Normani was very fond of reading and one book really caught her eye. But, when she tried to pull it, something clicked and all of a sudden the book case slid open. Normani blinked slowly, "What in the Addams Family-?" She murmurs before slowly descending down the steps only to stop dead in them when she see a cylinder tank. But, the tank wasn't what shocked her.
It was the girl in the tank.
Normani's face turned into one of disgust, What the fuck is this sick bastard doing down here? She sneers before walking up to a panel,
Prototype 1:
After heavy convicting from her parents, Prototype 1 had became my first and only test subject for an invention that could change the reality as we know it. The BYOP-1501 or the Build Your Own Person machine. Corny? Yes. A machine where you can program or deprogram a human or supernatural to your liking.
This machine is not your average robot machine, BYOP-1501 uses cells from monsters and humans alike to create a living being. Flesh, cells, reproductive system and all. Like child birth but drastically sped up.
That is until I realized how dangerous this could be.
If this machine falls into the wrong hands, all hell could break loose.
So I discontinued my invention with no luck in finding Prototype 1's parents.
Any logically person in Normani's shoes would've either-
A. Called the police and have their dad arrested
B. Try to break a lifeless being out of the machine
Or the most favorable one-
C. Used the machine
Normani was hesitant though. Like her step father said, this could change reality forever and she didn't just want to use this machine for her own self gain no matter how much she really needed it. She was a liar, not a crazy person. As Normani went to leave, her finger accidentally grazes a dust covered pad. The pad glows, "Welcome. Normani Kordei Hamilton." Normani slowly turned around and raised an eyebrow.
"This is some I need to get the fuck outta here shi because how this bitch know my name?" Normani says to no one in particular, "Scanning... Scanning... Scan complete. Dream girl." Normani's eyes went wide when she notices the "lifeless" body's eyes slowly open, "Programming... Programming... Programming... estimated time 96 hours 59 minutes and 40 seconds... Programming..."
The voice seemingly faded out as Normani and the figure in the tank made eye contact. Normani couldn't quite see what the girl looked like considering it was covered with a see through sheet, with an exception of a few holes. The stared at each other for what seemed like forever until the girl slowly raised her hand up to the tank. Normani slowly places her hand on top of hers through the tank making the girl tilt her head.
"Normani!"
Normani panics slightly before running up stares, completely forgetting the girl and completely forgetting about the timer. The girl still stared at the same spot the older teen was standing up,
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Prototype (Norminah)
Fanfiction"Cut the bullshit. You're only saying this because you were made to." "I was made to be your girlfriend. I wasn't made to fall in love with you." Still not over the hurt of her break up from her long time sweetheart, Normani cooks up a lie, saying...
