"Kaito, you're lucky you're not human or you'd be a blimp by now..."
Kaito was seated at the dining room table, wearing just his tank top and brown pants. His familiar jacket and muffler hung on a hook over the door. He had his fourth pint of strawberry ice cream in one hand, a spoon in the other, and he'd almost drained the container of its tasty contents. "Aw, come on Meiko-chan, I'm not that bad..." he pouted, "Plus I do all that dancing, I'm sure I'd keep up!"
The brunette began scooping away the empty ice cream containers on the table. "And what about you and all that sake anyway?" he said.
Meiko hestitated for a moment before continuing. "Sake... and I... are different," she mumbled, "And... it's still way healthier for you than ice cream anyway..."
In spite of her excuse, Meiko laid off of him after she finished taking out the trash. As the two oldest Vocaloids in the house, Meiko and Kaito theoretically had seniority... though in practice, Meiko tended to take on most of the tasks herself as the somewhat scatterbrained Kaito wasn't trusted with the loftier responsibilities. The only major responsibility Kaito had was handling his own grocery shopping - largely because nobody else in the house wanted to keep funding his enormous ice cream appetite. But in spite of his normally voracious appetite for the sugary, creamy treat, Kaito, like the rest of the Vocaloids, never showed any of the consequences of a little overindulgence. Or in his case, a lot of overindulgence. Meiko had explained the mechanics to him once, but he didn't quite understand the technical side of it - all he knew was, he wasn't human, so he could eat to his heart's content.
As Kaito stood up to throw out the container, he heard his smartphone receive a text. He picked up the phone and checked it. "Kaito V3 patch online?" he read aloud, "Already? I swear, they're patching us so much I'm get worried about getting a really nasty bug..."
Meiko grumbled. "Seriously, the last one they put out made me allergic to rabbits," she said.
Kaito shuddered as he put on his jacket and muffler. "And just two weeks ago Miku said she got a patch that made everything she ate taste like sauerkraut..." he said, his nose wrinkling at that. She'd been sobbing for days about not being able to enjoy her beloved negi.
"I have no idea what's going on with their quality assurance!" Meiko fumed, "It's like they're not even checking these things out! You be careful, okay?"
"Hopefully nothing bad happens this time..." Kaito said, "I guess I can pick up some more ice cream on the way home..."
"Oh yea, Kaito, I think you have a few more cubic feet of ice cream to cram in there..." Meiko said with a laugh.
Getting a patch installation never took terribly long - for Kaito, he'd gone in and out of the Crypton R&D lab within an hour. It had simply been a matter of synchronizing with the computer system. But as he left the building, he felt a gnawing hunger in his stomach. "I guess it has been a whole two hours since I last ate..." he chuckled, "I'll grab an ice cream cone on the way to the store..."
As the blue-haired man stopped at his favorite ice cream stand, the vendor smiled. "Oh thank goodness, I was getting worried," he said, "You hadn't been here all day and I'd even brewed an extra large batch of strawberry ice cream!"
"Strawberrry!?" Kaito said, his eyes lighting up. He quickly pulled out his wallet. "I'll take the whole batch!"
Soon the blue-haired pop star had his arms full of trays of ice cream cones. "I'll have to get these home quick before they melt..." he said, "I don't usually order this much but..."
His stomach growled. "I guess I need a little more than usual..."
As the vendor watched him walking away, he breathed a sigh of relief. "That guy is putting my kids through college... can't believe he took the whole batch though. Just lookin' at him, you'd never know what he can pack away..."
