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The Deal - Preview
🕑 Added 2025-05-16 13:00:14 +0000 UTCSitting in her favorite chair, the tele-viewer in front of her, Jane chit-chats with her mother about the day's events. Yes, they'd gotten a new robot...Jane simply told her that it was a 'service robot' and declined to tell her mother what (or who) it was actually servicing. Jane's father had gotten a new set of golf clubs...her mother went on to say that he spends practically all of their retirement money on that stupid game. No, George hadn't gotten a promotion yet...in typical mother-in-law fashion, the woman demonizing the man of the house as a shiftless layabout and all-around bad husband.
This would go on for hours if Jane would let it, the woman often coming up with some excuse to end the call.
This time, however, the tele-viewer does it for her...an on-screen prompt stating that she has an incoming message from the Little Dipper School. More than likely, it's just an announcement for a PTA meeting or yet another precautionary 'zombie lockdown'...Jane would use any excuse to end the conversation when her mother starts on one of her annoying, brow-beating, husband-bashing tangents.
Jane: Listen, Mother, I've gotta go. I've got a call from Elroy's school on the other line.
Mrs. Spacely: Ohh... Ok, sweetie. Call me tomorrow. Love you.
Jane: Love you too, Mom.
Jane lets out a sigh of relief when her mother's image disappears, replaced by a static menu, stating that she has one new message.
Jane: Display - New - Message
Instead of the usual junk she gets from Elroy's school, this time it's something a little more important...his report card. Jane blinks for a second and then rolls her eyes, inwardly smiling to herself as she remembers the deal she'd made with the young man some months ago. As an incentive, given his lackluster grades the previous semester, if he came home with straight A's...
She'll make him a deal he can't refuse...at the $1 tier level. :D
Original Art by Rage Grenade
Colors and Edits by Phillipthe2
