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Emily opened up the fridge and saw a egg. She smiled and set them out on a plate. She stared at them for a while. "Why aren't you cooked?" All of the sudden she herd a voice from behind her.

"Um h hello?" he asked shyly. "Who are you and why are you in my house?"

She turned around quickly and instantly recognized the face of her creator. "Creator!" She jumped and grabbed his leg her tail wagging excitedly. "I don't know where I am and I'm scared! The eggs are just sitting there and..." She stood up and looked at him. He had a white t-shirt and black shorts. He was nowhere near his normal buff armor covered self. "Puny.. What type of dream is this." She looked around and shrugged. "You know who I am! I am Emily Vetress, at your service, creator." She smiled and looked back up at the boy. She stood strait up and looked around her smile went away. "Where are we..." She looked back at the boy with her creators face but not his body. Could this be a nightmare! "Who are you?" She took a step back from the boy.

Then it hit her could this be reality was that why there was a date on the calendar and the egg wouldn't just magically cook itself. She walked back up the the boy. "Please tell me where we are!" She was scared and she just wanted this boy to be her creator that is all the comfort she needed was to know that she was safe with her creator. "Please sir tell me you are my creator." Her eyes were filled with hope that he was her creator. "Please..."