Very cool! Hmm... talking flower robots.... *taps chin reflectively*...
Psoph watches, agonised, as the talking flower robot (from here on known as TFR) spins away from W4J. Its flight path leads it straight to doom: splintering upon the hard cyberfloor.
"NOOOO!!!!" Psoph cries, and lunges for the oddly cute robotic thing. She's aiming for some sort of slow-mo effect, but the CAA computer spites her and reverses it: instead of her going slow while the surroundings continue at normal speed, everything else goes really slow while
she and the TFR go at normal speed. The result is a blur in the eyes of anyone watching that has absolutely zero artistic quality, but a lot of spoof potential.
No matter the slow-mo screw up, Psoph snatches the TFR before it smashes upon the cyberfloor. She lands hard, holding the TFR close to her chest. She bounces dramatically (this time the CAA computer has relented and decided to let the actions be slow and artistic) and a cloud of cyberdust lifts from the floor. It dissipates quickly. The two lie still; Psoph's arms wrapped protectively around her precious flower robot. Time passes normally; still neither of them stir.
Psoph's eyes finally open slowly (like Hikaru's on Angelic Layer). She blinks twice, with a dazed look, before finally lifting her head and snapping to attention.
"TFR!" she cries, shocked. Wide-eyed, she peers down at the tiny, felt-covered thing. She slowly sits up and cradles it with great tenderness.
Tentatively, she prods it on its soft, felt-covered pot.
There's a clicking sound. Then silence prevails.
'Do, do-do-do, do de, dee, do;' the music begins to play. The TFR wiggles from side to side in a painfully corny dance, the mechanical workings inside it clicking and whining.
"TFR!" Psoph cries again, this time with happy tears in her eyes. She cuddles the dancing robot with a peaceful expression, ignoring all else.
Yes. W4J's distraction has definitely worked.
Epilogue:
"TALKING FLOWER ROBOT!!!!! -What need is there for an epilogue when I have this thing?!" :3 X3 :3 X3 *prods TFR* *TFR, with its fake, corny smile and out of date sunglasses, begins to wiggle from side to side as the music resumes*
"Yaaaaaay! Heeee."
^(....is obviously too distracted for an epilogue)
The avatar is coming...