Hatsune Miku: Origins

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Miku's belongings were taken by some of the Crypton employees and packed in the back of the limousine. The chauffeur then guided Miku to the door and instructed her to sit inside. Clearly, Crypton was ready for Miku as the limousine's inside was rather customized for her. The seats were made of leather and her favorite teal blue. Comfortable and soft to the touch. Neon pink lights lined the underside of the seats and the roof of the limousine. There was a little kitchen in the back where passengers could get food freshly made by a chef. There was a little juice bar too, no alcohol here, that's illegal. Large speakers lined the back wall to amplify any music that was playing. Miku placed her personal bag on one of the seats and looked around. She found a little bathroom where she could wash her face or take a quick shower. One of the seats could pull out into a bed and there were plenty of blankets and pillows for comfort. Each seat was heated too. Miku kicked her shoes off then sank into one of the seats. "We'll be leaving in about 5 minutes. Please, make yourself comfortable and enjoy your ride!" The chauffeur told Miku with a warm smile. "Dōmo arigatōgozaimashita!" Miku replied and the chauffeur left the car for some final check ups before they left. She took her phone out of her back and plugged her head phones in then listened to some of her favorite songs from Morbid Angel. She dozed off to the sound of death metal ringing in her ears.

About an hour into the ride, Miku woke up from her ringing death metal sleep to hunger. She checked her phone and saw her parents had texted her.

Dad(Komaeda) - "Have a safe ride! Stay safe sweetheart! 💙 Love, Dad."
Papa(Sans) - "Stay safe, kiddo. and stay outta trouble. Love, Papa."

Miku smiled at the texts and was craving the taste of home. She walked up to the chef in the little kitchen. "What would you like, sweetie? I'll make anything for you!" The chef smiled at Miku. She took a moment to think to herself and remembered nights when Komaeda would make big bowls of ramen for the family. He would leave work early so he could prepare it, even though his boss, Gordon Ramsey, disapproved of people leaving work early. "Rāmen o itadakemasu ka?" She asked. "Of course you can! It'll just take a little bit..." The chef responded. Miku nodded and returned to her seat. She looked out the window and saw the sun was setting, and the cars buzzing past them on the other side of the highway. The limousine hit the occasional bump on the highway and it caused the entire vehicle to shake a little. Miku watched the mile markers get higher and higher. Her eyes got heavier and heavier, she'd been in the car for hours and only the chauffeur knew the hours that game after. Miku dozed off again but was awoken shorty after by the chef who handed her a large steaming bowl of fresh ramen. Miku's eyes fluttered. "Ō, sugoi! Arigatōgozaimashita!" Miku S L U R P E D the noodles up. It did indeed taste amazing, but lacked the flavor of home. Nonetheless, Miku finished the bowl off quickly. With the moon high in the sky, she decided to listen to some ASMR and go to sleep.