[Hello all. I decided to start up another story. This one came to me as I thought about stuff for Love You to Death and I just had to do it. Contrary to every one of my stories so far this one is not an OC story, anyways, here you go]

One year ago

In the cold quiet of his dimly lit lab, a blue anteater worked on his latest project. Never one lucky with the women, he wasn't tough to be around and was valued for his intelligence but he was just not appealing to the opposite sex. There had been a number of attempts at a girl friend on a number of different occasions, but they had always ended in rejection. With love, his heart was shattered and desperate but held no spite. He figured that if he couldn't find a girlfriend, he'd make one instead. One who would share his feelings and be as real as he could possibly make. Through months of study and a little assistance from the rat, a contact with the black market, he finally had everything he needed to finally realize the fruits of his toil.

The anteater leaned over his desk, pen in hand it was time to construct her. She needed to be as real as possible, and perfect in his eyes. A picture of his crush sat on his desk as a reference, a blue skunk named Petunia. She would be the base of his design. But something felt wrong to him. He didn't want to just remake Petunia, she needed to be his. He thinks of ways to change her when he get's an idea. Another photograph, this one of a red porcupine named Flaky, he had always loved her elegant quills, minus the dandruff, they would be perfect. He drew, drew for hours leading into days to perfect his design. In the end, her blueprint made her appear more beautiful than he had imagined. He dubbed her tree bot 04 code named Valerie. She would be perfect. She would have synthetic blood, skin, and fur. He designed a system to replicate a digestion process that acquired energy through food. She would have emotions and a personality all her own. She would be as real as possible. However before he could begin construction it had dawned on him. She was a machine, and if 'killed' she would not return to life. The anteater returned to the design to see what could be done.

Her skin and fur would need to remain soft and her body warm. Yet she needed to be durable, more durable than any tree friend. The solution would be her internal components, highly durable bone structures, muscle systems, and organs. He couldn't be satisfied until she was capable of taking a locomotive head on without injury. Then came the matter of Flippy, an unstable W.A.R. veteran who wouldn't hesitate to kill anything if triggered. She needed weapons as well, he would modify weapon like features she would already possess as well as equip her with others. The anteater would risk nothing and pull no punches in her creation.

One month ago

Several long, tireless, painstaking months had passed and finally she was here. In an enclosed pod getting her finishing touches, now was the time the anteater would see her. His creation in her complete form. Slowly the chamber depressurized and opened and the creature, for the first time, awoke.

She was blue like her base but unlike her base had silver as well. A silver belly and silver stripes along her head, back, and tail. There were even silver lines on the tops of her long elegant quills, all neatly aligned with tips facing downward. Her eyes wandered and her mind stayed blank as she surveyed the lab. To the anteater she was even more beautiful than he had imagined. She looked just like a real tree friend. Her eyes locked onto the anteater as her artificial brain processed a massive cache of information.

"Name Tree Bot 04 designated, Valerie. Blue anteater designated Sniffles. Hello" said Valerie.

Present Day

It had been one month since Valerie's 'birth'. Sniffles kept her in his lab to observe her progress before bringing her out into the world. Today was the day she would be brought out and the day of her conception. Sniffles had been making sure everything worked. She had personality, she had thought, he had frequently forgotten that she was a machine. She had grown well in the month that she had been conscious and had fully developed mental processes.

Sniffles entered the kitchen as Valerie stared through the window from her position in a chair. Her head turned to him as he approached.

"I'm ready Sniffles?" Valerie asked her sweet voice in monotone with a slight pitch of emotion as always was.

"Almost" Sniffles replied happily as he pulled out a large bow and a ribbon from behind his back.

Valerie stared at the items in his hand.

"For me?" Valerie asked.

Sniffles nodded and tied the silky light blue ribbon around her neck. In a large bow. He also worked the large, darker blue ribbon behind her right ear.

"There we go" said Sniffles.

"Thank you" said Valerie "Sniffles, is it safe for me out there you have told me that it is dangerous out there you. Are the others out there dangerous. Will I be ok?"

Sniffles was silent. He had been attached to the robot ever since her conception and his worst fear was to loose her. He had spent hours lecturing her about the dangers outside for that reason. However only now did he realize that she would be exposed to it all. She had been relatively safe inside and was suddenly being choked with fear.

"Will we be going then? I have been waiting all week" she said rising to her feet.

"Umm… next week" said Sniffles.

"You promised me for my birth day we would go. I do not understand" said Valerie.

"Umm… next week is just better" said Sniffles.

Valerie nearly teared.

"Why would you tell me this if we weren't going to go. Today is good. The weather is a comfortable sixty five degrees Fahrenheit and the sun is obstructed by the clouds." said Valerie.

"I said next week Valerie!" Sniffles shouted as if she was more of a child than a girlfriend… then again he had never made that official.

"I've seen others outside playing. They looked like they were having fun, I want to have fun too, don't you Sniffles" said Valerie.

"No Valerie! We're staying here! Now come with me to the lab!" Sniffles ordered.

"You promised me that next time I went there we would have new sheets for my bed and a thick blanket, let's go shopping" said Valerie turning to the door and beginning to open it.

"No Valerie!" Sniffles shouted furiously and grabbed her hand.

This act struck her with terror and her reaction to such a fright was self defense. She tapped into her programming and found specific data for defense from behind, with little control over her programming of this type she used everything she had in the program.

In a split second after sniffles grabbed her, her quills shot out at him, her tail raised, and she bathed him in spray. This wasn't regular skunk spray however as he had modified her to have a flamethrower mixed in as well.

Sniffles wailed in pain as he staggered back on fire and with quills sticking through him. He attempted to roll on the ground but the barbed quills prevented this and he could barely move. Valerie stared at him feeling an emotion that she could not yet identify. She watched as Sniffles slowly stopped struggling and after a few minutes, died. Valerie kneeled down beside him.

"I am sorry Sniffles, I will be back later ok." said Valerie.

She stood up and opened the door. Today was going to be her first day outside.

[so how was it? Hope it's worth continuing. Anyways let me know what you think, see ya!]