{"sf1_id":1436473,"sf2_id":"3egWAj3e","title":"Second Coat","author":"Retconned","words":19128,"posted_at":"2019-04-10T18:40:46.000Z","tags":["AI","Alternate Reality","Big Boobs","Blowjob","Canine","Cerberus","Character Development","Greentext","Human","Interspecies","Love","Oral","Romance","Second Person","Story Series","Vaginal"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/1436473-second-coat","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/s/3egWAj3e","image_url":"https://cdn.sofurryfiles.com/submissions/thumbnails/14/16/1416b57f-154e-4a86-aa8e-10f43426abe3","description":"The sequel to Painted On; be sure to read it first if you haven't already!  \n  \nMy least-favorite work I've ever done. Originally done during a very stressful and difficult patch in my life, this story was riddled with issues and things I personally wasn't happy with. I've made tweaks and changes, but this story may be rewritten entirely some day.","content":"\\\u003eYou look over at Rosie, Gina, and Beverly with a loving smile. \u0026nbsp;The trio stare down, misty eyed, at the crude ring of grass around their shared finger and smile.\n\n\\\u003eYou're back at your house now. It's been two hours since your first picnic with RGB, and your heart still flutters at the thought of what happened.\n\n\\\u003eOnly a few days ago, you simply downloaded a strange art program for your computer. \u0026nbsp;Then, things slowly grew and grew...\n\n\\\u003eAnd now you have RGB here with you, free of the confines of her software. \u0026nbsp;You meant every word you said to the Cerberus: you love her, all three of her.\n\n\\\u003eRosie removes her glasses and wipes them clean of tears of joy.\n\n\\\u003eGina tries to speak, but can't get a word out before happy sobs choke her.\n\n\\\u003eBeverly smiles warmly, no hint of her usual seductive nature.\n\n\\\u003eRGB sighs happily at her grassy ring, then practically tackles you into another hug, nearly knocking you off the couch.\n\n\\\u003eEach of her heads manages to speak now, in their traditional order.\n\n\\\u003e\"Anon... no, Incog... thank you.\"\n\n\\\u003e\"I-I'm just... s-so happy you like us!\"\n\n\\\u003e\"We love you, Incog.\"\n\n\\\u003eYou smile and squeeze the ex-AI tightly.\n\n\\\u003e\"Love you too, RGB.\"\n\n\\\u003eThinking back to everything that you and this wonderful woman (these wonderful women?) have been through fills you with sentimental warmth.\n\n\\\u003eEvery moment spent with her rushes back to you as you reminisce...\n\n\\\u003e\"Rosie? \u0026nbsp;Gina? \u0026nbsp;Beverly? \u0026nbsp;Thank you all... for everything. \u0026nbsp;For your smart suggestions. \u0026nbsp;Your bright smiles. \u0026nbsp;Your unconditional love. \u0026nbsp;All of it. \u0026nbsp;Thank you so much.\"\n\n\\\u003eThe three heads all blush luminescently through their fur, beaming at you.\n\n\\\u003e\"Thank you for putting up with my critique.\"\n\n\\\u003e\"Thank you for installing us!\"\n\n\\\u003e\"Thank you for giving me something to love... rather than simply lust after.\"\n\n\\\u003eThey speak in harmony now.\n\n\\\u003e\"THANK YOU, INCOG!\"\n\n\\\u003eYou smile and cuddle up to the Cerberus as close as you can, enjoying the feeling of her fur against your face.\u0026nbsp;\n\n\\\u003eIt's surreal. \u0026nbsp;To think, only a short while ago she used to be nothing more than a collection of animations and code. \u0026nbsp;And now? \u0026nbsp;She's flesh and blood, like you.\n\n\\\u003eYou can only imagine how strange it must feel for RGB.\n\n\\\u003eAs you muse idly, you gently reach up and begin rubbing the ears of each head in sequence.\n\n\\\u003eRosie's ears twitch madly as she puts on a faint, blushing smile. \u0026nbsp;Gina beams openly as her ears gently fidget at your touch. \u0026nbsp;Beverly closes her eyes and sighs, letting her tongue roll out of her mouth slightly, as her ears refuse to move at all.\n\n\\\u003eWith that done, you simply cuddle up even closer. \u0026nbsp;Might as well make her new life as comfortable as possible, starting with giving her the best cuddling you can. \u0026nbsp;Rosie gently leans against your shoulder, smiling, as you pull RGB close.\n\n\\\u003eYou gently kiss each of RGB's snouts in a row, with each face blushing and smiling.\n\n\\\u003e\"Thanks...\"\n\n\\\u003e\"Thank you!\"\n\n\\\u003e\"Mm... thanks.\"\n\n\\\u003eYou nod and absentmindedly run your hand across her stomach. \u0026nbsp;She has a very slight amount of plushness to her middle, not even enough to be visible, and the soft feel of this faint pudge prompts you to rub her tummy in earnest.\n\n\\\u003eAll three of RGB's sets of eyes slowly close as she smiles thrice over. \u0026nbsp;Her soft fur tickles your hand as you pet her.\n\n\\\u003eAs you rub her, an idle thought strikes you.\n\n\\\u003e\"Say... I guess in a way, yesterday was your birthday, huh? \u0026nbsp;We ought to celebrate!\"\n\n\\\u003eGina gasps.\n\n\\\u003e\"Our... birthday? \u0026nbsp;You want to celebrate the day we... came to life?\"\n\n\\\u003eThe Cerberus yanks you into a closer hug, with Gina resting her chin atop your head with a smile.\n\n\\\u003e\"Thank you sooo much!\"\n\n\\\u003eRosie and Beverly nod and murmur in agreement.\n\n\\\u003e\"So, Incog, what do you plan to do for our birthday?\"\n\n\\\u003e\"I must admit I'm curious too.\"\n\n\\\u003eGina scoffs at her fellow heads.\n\n\\\u003e\"We have to wait and see! \u0026nbsp;That's how this works, right, Incog?\"\n\n\\\u003eYou nod.\n\n\\\u003e\"Yep. \u0026nbsp;Let me think for a minute...\"\n\n\\\u003eYou grin as the perfect idea comes to mind.\n\n\\\u003e\"Got it.\"\n\n\\\u003eGina tilts her head, an excited smile on her face. \u0026nbsp;RGB's tail wags madly.\n\n\\\u003e\"What? \u0026nbsp;What are we gonna do?\"\n\n\\\u003e\"It's a surprise. \u0026nbsp;But I promise it's perfect for you three. \u0026nbsp;Just have to run to the store...\"\n\n\\\u003eGina nods vigorously, but Rosie frowns before adjusting her glasses.\n\n\\\u003e\"Hm. \u0026nbsp;Suppose we'll have to stay home, then...?\"\n\n\\\u003e...\n\n\\\u003e\"...no. \u0026nbsp;No, I'm not gonna make you stay here. \u0026nbsp;You deserve to go out whenever you want. \u0026nbsp;But...\"\n\n\\\u003eRGB holds up a red-furred hand to stop you as Rosie nods.\n\n\\\u003e\"But... we'll need to be discreet. \u0026nbsp;Understood.\"\n\n\\\u003eThe Cerberus quietly ducks into the other room, then emerges a few minutes later, clad in a loose, tricolor coat and a ridiculously wide hat that obscures most of her faces.\n\n\\\u003eRosie grumbles a bit, Gina giggles, and Beverly chuckles quietly.\n\n\\\u003e\"Hmph. \u0026nbsp;I can barely see anything...\"\n\n\\\u003e\"This is silly, Incog!\"\n\n\\\u003e\"I agree... but we have to wear it, Gina.\"\n\n\\\u003eWith the artist(s) all dressed up, you head off to the store. \u0026nbsp;It's not TOO far a walk, thankfully.\n\n\\\u003eIt's nice and breezy today, with a light barrier of clouds blocking the intense sun. \u0026nbsp;RGB flashes three grins from beneath her hat's stupidly wide brim.\n\n\\\u003eAs you walk, you wrap an arm around her... and she returns the favor without hesitation.\n\n\\\u003eSurprisingly, there aren't many people out today. \u0026nbsp;Those that ARE around either ignore you outright or merely glance at RGB with confused expressions.\n\n\\\u003eA few people stare, befuddled at the tall artist's tricolored ensemble. \u0026nbsp;One older woman stops you and gushes over the color scheme, much to Gina's apparent delight.\n\n\\\u003eEventually, you make it to your destination. \u0026nbsp;You ask RGB to wait for a moment, then dash inside. \u0026nbsp;In a few minutes, you return, carrying a Neapolitan ice cream cake, the perfect themed treat for this lady.\n\n\\\u003eAs soon as RGB sees it, all three sets of eyes glint as three smiles spread across her snouts.\n\n\\\u003e\"Hm! \u0026nbsp;I must say, that's clever.\"\n\n\\\u003e\"Oooh! \u0026nbsp;I call a strawberry piece!\"\n\n\\\u003e\"Very nice, Incog... thank you.\"\n\n\\\u003eThe disguised RGB hugs you as a nearby child stares in confusion.\n\n\\\u003eYou glance at the confused kid with a smile, only for your heart to skip a beat when you notice their long, tall ears. \u0026nbsp;You turn a bit to look closer...\n\n\\\u003e...the kid is wearing fake rabbit ears.\n\n\\\u003eYou sheepishly turn back towards RGB, then lead her to a nearby table. \u0026nbsp;Once you're all seated, you politely shoo the kid off before opening up the \"birthday\" cake you bought.\n\n\\\u003eSmiling, you gently scratch beneath each of her snouts. \u0026nbsp;Rosie blushes an even brighter red than before, Gina grins, and Beverly closes her eyes, biting her tongue a bit.\n\n\\\u003eRGB reaches for the cake, but you stop her.\n\n\\\u003e\"Uh-uh. \u0026nbsp;You're celebrating, remember? \u0026nbsp;Let me handle it.\"\n\n\\\u003eAll three of them blush.\n\n\\\u003eYou then proceed to feed each head some of the cake, giving each one a bit of each flavor.\n\n\\\u003eRosie can't meet your eyes at any point, merely blushing and fixing her glasses every now and then.\n\n\\\u003e\"Hm... I think I like vanilla best.\"\n\n\\\u003eGina beams at you, nodding appreciatively after each bite.\n\n\\\u003e\"Strawberry is the best; thanks!\"\n\n\\\u003eBeverly gives you a seductive stare, sensually licking your fingers each time you hand her a piece.\n\n\\\u003e\"Mmm... thank you~ There's something wonderful about chocolate, isn't there?\"\n\n\\\u003eShe winks, and, making sure the others aren't looking, you lean in close, whispering into her blue ears.\n\n\\\u003e\"you know... maybe next time we go out, i could dress you as a pup on a leash... wearing nothing BUT a leash.\"\n\n\\\u003eShe smiles lewdly, nodding a bit and licking her lips.\n\n\\\u003eYou then turn to Rosie.\n\n\\\u003e\"Say, there's an art exhibition at the museum; how would you like to go for your \"birthday?\"\"\n\n\\\u003eThe red head's eyes light up.\n\n\\\u003e\"That sounds wonderful, Incog. \u0026nbsp;You would really take us?\"\n\n\\\u003e\"Of course I would.\"\n\n\\\u003e\"Thank you. \u0026nbsp;Let's finish off this cake before it melts, then we'll head out.\"\n\n\\\u003eYou nod, then resume gently serving RGB's cake to her.\n\n\\\u003eAfter a while, you and RGB polish off the cake. \u0026nbsp;As soon as it's all gone, you gently reach for one of her hands.\n\n\\\u003eShe unhesitatingly takes hold of your hand, interlocking her furry fingers with yours. \u0026nbsp;It... kinda tickles, actually.\n\n\\\u003eWithout a word, you and the artist rise up from your seats and head off towards the museum.\n\n\\\u003eYou walk on RGB's left, so Beverly is the closest head to you. \u0026nbsp;You slyly whisper all manner of teases and sweet nothings to her, practically getting her drooling by the time you get within a block of your destination.\n\n\\\u003eYou stop when Gina lets out an excited gasp.\n\n\\\u003e\"Incog, look at that!\"\n\n\\\u003eShe points to a nearby clothing store, where a rather nice hat sits in the window.\n\n\\\u003eRGB strolls over to the shop, and Gina presses her nose to the glass.\n\n\\\u003e\"That's a nice hat...\"\n\n\\\u003eYou smile at the green head.\n\n\\\u003e\"You want it?\"\n\n\\\u003e\"...yes, please.\"\n\n\\\u003eYou chuckle and head inside. \u0026nbsp;\n\n\\\u003eMinutes later, Gina is beaming at her new hat.\n\n\\\u003e\"Thanks, Incog! \u0026nbsp;I'll put it on when we don't have to wear this big hat.\"\n\n\\\u003e\"Glad you like it.\"\n\n\\\u003eShe blushes a bit.\n\n\\\u003e\"...sorry I got a little too excited. \u0026nbsp;I just love a good hat, is all!\"\n\n\\\u003e\"It's fine, really; I thought it was cute.\"\n\n\\\u003eNow she really blushes. \u0026nbsp;Rosie gently clears her throat.\n\n\\\u003e\"I don't mean to interrupt... but can we keep walking, please?\"\n\n\\\u003eBeverly laughs warmly.\n\n\\\u003e\"What, you're not EXCITED, are you, Rosie?\"\n\n\\\u003eThe red head splutters and blushes.\n\n\\\u003e\"Wh- maybe I am, what of it?\"\n\n\\\u003e\"Nothing, nothing...\"\n\n\\\u003eThe blue head winks at you slyly.\n\n\\\u003eWith hat in hand, you keep strolling on to the museum.\n\n\\\u003eYou start to think a bit about Gina's new hat, and decide that it probably wouldn't hurt anything to let her wear it now.\n\n\\\u003eSmiling, you quickly swap out the comically large hat for your present. \u0026nbsp;The rather frilly hat fits her rather well, considering her odd head shape, but it does nothing to disguise her nor the other heads.\n\n\\\u003eGina stammers a bit.\n\n\\\u003e\"I-Incog, are you sure about this?\"\n\n\\\u003e\"Yep. \u0026nbsp;Enjoy!\"\n\n\\\u003eShe nods rapidly as Rosie and Beverly laugh a bit.\n\n\\\u003e\"It looks nice, Gina.\"\n\n\\\u003e\"Mhm... I like it on you.\"\n\n\\\u003eWith that, you enter the museum.\n\n\\\u003eRosie and Gina look awestruck, though the former clears her throat and adopts a stoic expression when she notices you watching her. \u0026nbsp;Beverly takes in the sights with a more subdued smile.\n\n\\\u003eThe museum has never really been a hotspot, but there's at least a small crowd here today. \u0026nbsp;It's mostly comprised of stereotypical art enthusiasts, berets and all.\n\n\\\u003eGina beams and adjusts her new hat as you approach the ticket counter. \u0026nbsp;The attendant scrutinizes RGB, then shrugs with a smile.\n\n\\\u003e\"Ma'am, aren't you hot in that coat?\"\n\n\\\u003eAll three heads speak in unison.\n\n\\\u003e\"Not at all, thanks.\"\n\n\\\u003eThe museum employee flinches, but hands over two tickets anyway.\n\n\\\u003e\"H-have a nice day!\"\n\n\\\u003eYou mutter some pleasantries and usher the Cerberus into the museum proper. \u0026nbsp;As you walk, you whisper to Rosie.\n\n\\\u003e\"look at all these people, looking at these paintings. \u0026nbsp;someone made those paintings... just imagine, someday that someone could be you.\"\n\n\\\u003eThe red head sighs dreamily, eyes glazing over.\n\n\\\u003e\"then again, imagine the art being ABOUT you instead... art like the kind I draw.\"\n\n\\\u003eShe abruptly snaps back into focus, blushing, but still listening.\n\n\\\u003e\"just imagine the looks on their faces as they admire every single lovingly detailed curve of your body... as they drink in every little bit of your beauty.\"\n\n\\\u003eShe definitely blushes hard now. \u0026nbsp;You start to continue your teasing, but Gina interrupts with a gasp.\n\n\\\u003e\"Incog, look!\"\n\n\\\u003eRGB points to a watercolor painting of a familiar clearing... the same one you took her picnicking to.\n\n\\\u003e\"Awww, it's our spot! \u0026nbsp;It's nice... but I like your drawing better.\"\n\n\\\u003eShe giggles and takes in the painting, then turns to you.\n\n\\\u003e\"Well... where should we start? \u0026nbsp;You know this place better than us.\"\n\n\\\u003e\"I know... follow me.\"\n\n\\\u003eYou grab RGB's hand and lead her off down a hall. \u0026nbsp;Gina smiles as you approach the exhibit, but Beverly looses a deep sigh once the title of the exhibit is visible:\n\n\\\u003e\"ART OF THE MODERN AGE\"\n\n\\\u003e\"Incog, do we really HAVE to go through here?\"\n\n\\\u003e\"I thought it'd be good for laughs.\"\n\n\\\u003eShe rolls her eyes and sticks her tongue out in a comical pout, but nods.\n\n\\\u003e\"Alright, good point.\"\n\n\\\u003eUnfortunately, it's more dire than you expected.\n\n\\\u003eOne piece is simply a mirror, coated with something that tinted the glass purple. \u0026nbsp;It's titled \"Veil of Lavender.\" \u0026nbsp;RGB peers into the mirror, making faces at herself.\n\n\\\u003eAnother work is literally an empty frame, with a small MIA scratcher into it. \u0026nbsp;This one's called \"This Piece Is So Very Lost.\" \u0026nbsp;Beverly snorts derisively at this one.\n\n\\\u003e\"I could do better than this blindfolded. \u0026nbsp;Honestly now, an empty frame.\"\n\n\\\u003eThe rest of this exhibit is similarly pretentious... and sadly not funny enough to mock. \u0026nbsp;Eventually, you simply slink out of the Modern Art room and into one full of nature-inspired works.\n\n\\\u003eRGB immediately perks up, her heads all looking at different pieces.\n\n\\\u003eRosie eyes up a beautiful seaside, painted at sunset.\n\n\\\u003e\"Wow... impressive use of color.\"\n\n\\\u003eGina fawns over a painting of a mother bird and her chicks.\n\n\\\u003e\"Aww! \u0026nbsp;They even painted the little eyes perfectly.\"\n\n\\\u003eBeverly quietly admires an elaborate still life of a massive bouquet.\n\n\\\u003e\"...I wonder what sort of flower that is...?\"\n\n\\\u003eYou smile and walk around the room, listening to the Cerberus chat amongst herselves happily.\n\n\\\u003eOccasionally, one will chime in with a tip for you to remember.\n\n\\\u003e\"Oh, Incog: take a look at how they blended these colors...\"\n\n\\\u003e\"Look how they did these little animals; they're detailed juuust enough to be recognizable, but not enough to pull focus from the scene.\"\n\n\\\u003e\"Take a look at this... they put in the time to detail every single petal of this flower. \u0026nbsp;Not a bad investment of time for a result like this, hm?\"\n\n\\\u003eYou nod and taken in the paintings they point at.\n\n\\\u003eA few other patrons listen intently, raising eyebrows at RGB's appearance but hanging onto her words regardless.\n\n\\\u003eThe three-headed artist continues to gush over the paintings on display for several minutes, drawing a crowd of patrons. \u0026nbsp;They mutter and nod as she speaks, analyzing the pieces she points out closely.\n\n\\\u003eOne man squints at Beverly and tentatively pokes her nose.\n\n\\\u003e\"...hm.\"\n\n\\\u003eYou quickly intervene when she shoots you a worried glance.\n\n\\\u003e\"Impressive, huh? They're animatronic heads. \u0026nbsp;My companion here is a performance piece in her own right. \u0026nbsp;A living work of art.\"\n\n\\\u003eAll three of her heads blush as the man puts a hand to his chin, smiling thoughtfully.\n\n\\\u003e\"...very lifelike... I'm very impressed.\"\n\n\\\u003eBeverly smiles and responds to him.\n\n\\\u003e\"Thank you~ It was very hard work, setting these up.\"\n\n\\\u003eShe carries on a conversation with the patron as you look back at the picture of the baby birds.\n\n\\\u003e...it gets you thinking about babies in general, and then specifically about how children would work in RGB's case.\n\n\\\u003e...would they inherit their mother's three heads? \u0026nbsp;Her color scheme?\n\n\\\u003e...what if she had triplets, each with a single head?\n\n\\\u003eWhat if, somehow, only one of her heads \"counts\" as pregnant? \u0026nbsp;What if she had children with even more than three heads...?\n\n\\\u003e...you quickly shake your head to clear your thoughts just as Beverly bids her conversational partner farewell.\n\n\\\u003eYou and RGB make your way to the end of the exhibit before long, with the crowd of patrons waving goodbye vacantly.\n\n\\\u003eOnce in the main hall of the museum again, RGB flashes three smiles at you. \u0026nbsp;Gina cheerfully chimes in.\n\n\\\u003e\"What now, Incog?\"\n\n\\\u003e\"How about the Impressionist wing?\"\n\n\\\u003eBeverly frowns.\n\n\\\u003e\"I'm sorry... I'm not that interested in seeing soup cans and paint splatters.\"\n\n\\\u003e\"It's fine, I understand.\"\n\n\\\u003eRosie puts a hand to her chin thoughtfully.\n\n\\\u003e\"...hm. \u0026nbsp;I'm in the mood to do some painting of my own, actually.\"\n\n\\\u003e\"There's an art supply shop down the road, you wanna go?\"\n\n\\\u003e\"That sounds great. \u0026nbsp;Gina? \u0026nbsp;Bev? \u0026nbsp;What do you say?\"\n\n\\\u003e\"I'm okay with that, I'm feeling inspired too!\"\n\n\\\u003e\"Mm... the muse isn't with me, but I'm fine with getting some supplies for later.\"\n\n\\\u003eRosie nods and adjusts her glasses a bit.\n\n\\\u003e\"We're all set when you are, Incog.\"\n\n\\\u003e\"Alright then, we'll get moving.\"\n\n\\\u003eYou head out of the museum, waving farewell to the ticket counter attendant. \u0026nbsp;RGB's heads all smile at him, prompting a forced, concerned grin from him.\n\n\\\u003eOnce outside, you begin strolling down the street, hand in hand with the Cerberus. \u0026nbsp;Rosie and Gina chatter away about their inspirations, while Beverly quietly hums \"Pictures at an Exhibition.\"\n\n\\\u003e\"I must say, that beach scene has me wanting to improve on my last work. \u0026nbsp;I think I can do a better job now.\"\n\n\\\u003e\"I know you can do it! \u0026nbsp;Me, I want to get some charcoal and do some wildlife sketches. \u0026nbsp;Those birds were soooo cute.\"\n\n\\\u003e\"...thanks. \u0026nbsp;They were kinda cute, huh? \u0026nbsp;If anyone can sketch out cutesy woodland animals, it's you.\"\n\n\\\u003e\"Aww, thanks!\"\n\n\\\u003eOnce you get to the art supply shop, you hold the door open for the artist, and she steps in with three appreciative nods.\n\n\\\u003eThis place has always been one of the best in town; they've got everything you could want for pretty much any kind of artwork.\n\n\\\u003eAt RGB's request, you pick up various colors of paint, some charcoals, and a few other odds and ends. Beverly doesn't pick anything out, but does help choose what brands and colors to purchase.\n\n\\\u003eGina frowns a little and glances at the blue head.\n\n\\\u003e\"Bev, are you feeling okay? \u0026nbsp;I thought you'd be all over getting some supplies.\"\n\n\\\u003eShe nods, yawning.\n\n\\\u003e\"I'm fine... just don't really have any inspiration right now.\"\n\n\\\u003e\"Well... okay.\"\n\n\\\u003eGina adjusts her hat, then hesitantly returns to her usual smile.\n\n\\\u003e\"I can't wait to start sketching! \u0026nbsp;What should I do first, Incog?\"\n\n\\\u003e\"How about some birds?\"\n\n\\\u003eShe nods eagerly as you head to check out.\n\n\\\u003e\"Yeah, yeah! \u0026nbsp;I could do that.\"\n\n\\\u003eThe cashier stares at RGB silently throughout your transaction, not acknowledging her at all.\n\n\\\u003eOnce you start to walk away, he rubs his eyes vigorously, muttering darkly about staying up too late.\n\n\\\u003eGina giggles a bit as you step back onto the streets.\n\n\\\u003eYou return Gina's bubbly smile, but soon lose your grin as you glance at Beverly.\n\n\\\u003eSomething seems to be bothering her. \u0026nbsp;She's been unusually quiet, and something about her expression seems off...\n\n\\\u003eYou walk over to RGB's left.\n\n\\\u003e\"Beverly, is something wrong?\"\n\n\\\u003eShe tilts her head.\n\n\\\u003e\"Hm? \u0026nbsp;Oh, nothing. \u0026nbsp;I'm fine, really.\"\n\n\\\u003eEven her tone sounds wrong... more melancholic than usual.\n\n\\\u003e\"You want to head home?\"\n\n\\\u003eShe looks away for a moment, then sighs.\n\n\\\u003e\"...please.\"\n\n\\\u003eGina looks over at her neighboring head with a frown, and Rosie attempts to crane her neck as well.\n\n\\\u003e\"Bev? \u0026nbsp;What's the matter, aren't you having fun?\"\n\n\\\u003e\"What's wrong with you? \u0026nbsp;You were enjoying yourself earlier.\"\n\n\\\u003eThe blue artist hangs her head slightly.\n\n\\\u003e\"It's fine, really. \u0026nbsp;I-I'm just tired, is all.\"\n\n\\\u003eYou smile and scratch her behind the ears. \u0026nbsp;She worries you even more by not reacting in the slightest.\n\n\\\u003e\"We'll head home. \u0026nbsp;Maybe we could do some live modeling? \u0026nbsp;Either I'll paint you three or you could paint me.\"\n\n\\\u003eShe nods slightly.\n\n\\\u003e\"Yeah... could be fun.\"\n\n\\\u003eSharing a concerned frown with Gina, you lead the Cerberus back home.\n\n\\\u003eHm.\n\n\\\u003eYour mind races as you try to puzzle out what could be wrong with Beverly.\n\n\\\u003eWhere's her flirtiness? \u0026nbsp;Her outright indecent enjoyment of pets and scratches?\n\n\\\u003eYou gently run a hand down to the small of her back, hoping to coax a smile out of her with some teasing. \u0026nbsp;Gina blushes a bit, and Beverly puts on a tiny smile.\n\n\\\u003eHm. \u0026nbsp;Even that barely seems to have perked her up...\n\n\\\u003eYou crane your neck and kiss her on the cheek, prompting a tiny blush and another minuscule smile, but not much else.\n\n\\\u003e...you make your way home, double time. \u0026nbsp;Something is definitely wrong.\n\n\\\u003eYou start to worry in earnest now. \u0026nbsp;What could it be?\n\n\\\u003eIs she sick? \u0026nbsp;Upset with you? \u0026nbsp;\n\n\\\u003eWhatever the case, you wish she'd tell you. \u0026nbsp;You hate to see her usual attitude just... vanish like this.\n\n\\\u003ePlus, it seems that Rosie and Gina are worried too. \u0026nbsp;Understandably so... if they share a body, what happens if one gets sick?\n\n\\\u003eAs you keep fretting and trying to lift the blue head's spirits, you arrive at home. \u0026nbsp;RGB walks past you and roughly plops down onto the couch, knocking the wind out of Rosie and Gina, but prompting a sigh from Beverly.\n\n\\\u003eBeverly puts a hand under her chin and merely rests her head there, looking wistful.\n\n\\\u003eYou carefully sit next to RGB, specifically on Beverly's side. \u0026nbsp;You scoot close and wrap an arm around her, pulling her close.\n\n\\\u003e\"...Beverly, what's wrong? \u0026nbsp;You can tell me, I'm here for you. \u0026nbsp;I'll always be here for you.\"\n\n\\\u003eShe fixes those blue eyes on you and stares for a moment, then sighs.\n\n\\\u003e\"Incog, can I ask you a question?\"\n\n\\\u003e\"Of course.\"\n\n\\\u003eAnother sigh.\n\n\\\u003e\"...do you know why I was born? \u0026nbsp;Why WE were born, Rosie, Gina, and I?\"\n\n\\\u003e\"Uh...\"\n\n\\\u003e\"To make art. \u0026nbsp;That was our purpose. \u0026nbsp;The entire reason we were made was to create masterpieces. \u0026nbsp;But, do you know what you need to make art, Incog?\"\n\n\\\u003eA few tears glimmer in her eyes.\n\n\\\u003e\"You need inspiration. \u0026nbsp;An artist needs inspiration.\"\n\n\\\u003eShe sniffles a bit.\n\n\\\u003e\"Incog... for the first time in my entire life, I have no inspiration. \u0026nbsp;Not an ounce. \u0026nbsp;Nothing leaps out at me as something I want to paint. \u0026nbsp;Nothing cries out, asking for me to interpret it into a masterpiece.\"\n\n\\\u003eShe smiles... but it's bitter, without any joy behind it.\n\n\\\u003e\"D-don't you see? \u0026nbsp;Rosie and Gina have their muses... but me? \u0026nbsp;I'm worthless. \u0026nbsp;I have no work to contribute, no art to create. \u0026nbsp;Incog... I have failed the one thing I was born to do. \u0026nbsp;What good is an art AI that can't even muster up the desire to sketch anything? \u0026nbsp;I realized it when I was in the museum... all those artists saw potential in their surroundings, and here I am, unable to wring a drop of inspiration from anything.\"\n\n\\\u003eShe hangs her head and whimpers quietly.\n\n\\\u003e\"I'm a disgrace to this family. \u0026nbsp;To CerberArt and RGB.\"\n\n\\\u003eGina sobs, unable to choke out a response, and Rosie sniffs a bit before speaking up.\u0026nbsp;\n\n\\\u003e\"But... Bev, you always used to have plenty of ideas...\"\n\n\\\u003eThe blue head laughs sourly.\n\n\\\u003e\"Yeah? \u0026nbsp;Seems like my well ran dry, then.\"\n\n\\\u003eBeverly buries her face in your shoulder, crying.\n\n\\\u003eAs Beverly weeps into your shoulder, you gently stroke her slick, blue fur, throwing in some affectionate pats as well.\n\n\\\u003e\"It's alright, Bev. I'm here for you, and I always will be.\"\n\n\\\u003eShe chokes out something incomprehensible.\n\n\\\u003e\"You're just going through some artist's block. \u0026nbsp;It happens to everyone.\"\n\n\\\u003eShe tenses up and pulls away for a moment, showing her distraught face.\n\n\\\u003e\"...b-but I'm not SUPPOSED to get artist's block... it's never happened to me before. \u0026nbsp;I-I-I wasn't programmed to deal with this kind of thing.\"\n\n\\\u003eShe buries her face again with a whine.\n\n\\\u003e\"You're too hard on yourself. \u0026nbsp;You're not limited to your code anymore, remember? \u0026nbsp;You can grow beyond it. \u0026nbsp;You're just experiencing the growing pains that implies. \u0026nbsp;You like nature, right? \u0026nbsp;You can find a spark there, I know it.\"\n\n\\\u003eShe shakes her head roughly, still weeping.\n\n\\\u003e\"Don't give up. \u0026nbsp;Just because it feels hopeless now doesn't mean you'll never make another work of art. \u0026nbsp;I'll do my absolute best to help you find that inspiration you need.\"\n\n\\\u003eShe continues to cry onto your shoulder for a while, eventually pulling away to catch her breath.\n\n\\\u003e\"...I-I... appreciate it... you'd do that for someone like me...? A disgrace?\"\n\n\\\u003eYou gently but firmly grab her hand.\n\n\\\u003e\"Beverly. \u0026nbsp;You are not, and you never will be, a disgrace to anyone. \u0026nbsp;Nor are you a failure. \u0026nbsp;Your sisters love you, and so do I. \u0026nbsp;It has nothing to do with your 'purpose', we love you for you. \u0026nbsp;We love you as Beverly, not as a mere artist. \u0026nbsp;Don't beat yourself up over a little artist's block. \u0026nbsp;I know you, you've got that will to keep trying until you make something you're proud of. \u0026nbsp;And Bev, I promise you, we'll be here for you the whole time. \u0026nbsp;I'LL be here for you.\"\n\n\\\u003eThrough her tears, Beverly looses a sad smile.\n\n\\\u003e\"...th-thank you...\"\n\n\\\u003eShe hides her face once more.\n\n\\\u003e\"I-I'm sorry... for all this...\"\n\n\\\u003eYou cuddle up as close to her as you can.\n\n\\\u003e\"There's nothing to be sorry about, Bev... it's just part of being a real person. You just have new feelings that you didn't have as an AI, and you'll just have to learn to deal with them as they come. \u0026nbsp;It's just part of life.\"\n\n\\\u003eShe smiles again, and you gently wipe the tears from her eyes before hugging her close.\n\n\\\u003e\"It's all gonna be alright. \u0026nbsp;I love you. \u0026nbsp;All of you. \u0026nbsp;I love you no matter what, art or no art.\"\n\n\\\u003e\"Thank you... I-I love you too...\"\n\n\\\u003eRosie and Gina nod quietly, tears flowing down their snouts.\n\n\\\u003eYou pat RGB's back, squeezing her tightly. \u0026nbsp;She shakily wraps her arms around you, pulling herself even closer.\n\n\\\u003eHer warmth is amazingly comfortable.\n\n\\\u003eBeverly sniffs a few times, but seems to have calmed down a bit.\n\n\\\u003e\"Incog... d-don't let go... don't ever let go. \u0026nbsp;Let's just stay like this for a while, please.\"\n\n\\\u003eYou happily comply. \u0026nbsp;You hold her close for hours, letting her work out her sorrow and fears. \u0026nbsp;Gina and Rosie gently try to console their sister, and it seems to help.\n\n\\\u003eEventually, you find yourself sitting with RGB's three heads resting in your lap. \u0026nbsp;Beverly is asleep, occasionally whimpering a bit.\n\n\\\u003eGina yawns heavily, and Rosie gently removes her glasses so they don't end up bent.\n\n\\\u003eThe two conscious heads smile before speaking in their usual order.\n\n\\\u003e\"Incog, thank you. \u0026nbsp;I had no idea Bev was so... upset.\"\n\n\\\u003e\"Me neither... poor thing. \u0026nbsp;Thank you for talking to her.\"\n\n\\\u003eBeverly whines loudly, grimacing.\n\n\\\u003e\"...I wonder what she's dreaming about?\"\n\n\\\u003eRosie and Gina tilt their heads.\n\n\\\u003e\"Huh. Dreams...\"\n\n\\\u003e\"We haven't... really HAD those... before yesterday, anyway.\"\n\n\\\u003eThey look over at their sister with frowns.\n\n\\\u003e\"...hope it's not a nightmare.\"\n\n\\\u003e\"Oh dear! \u0026nbsp;I hope not...\"\n\n\\\u003eYou frown, concerned, at Beverly. \u0026nbsp;Hoping to soothe any possible nightmares, you carefully cradle her head, petting and rubbing her gently.\n\n\\\u003eShe continues to grimace and whine, fidgeting. \u0026nbsp;Rosie and Gina let out sympathetic whimpers.\n\n\\\u003e\"Poor Bev...\"\n\n\\\u003e\"Incog, can we do anything?\"\n\n\\\u003e\"If it's a bad dream, she'll just have to fight through it. \u0026nbsp;That's just how it goes.\"\n\n\\\u003eThey frown and look over at their sleeping sister with pity.\n\n\\\u003cBeverly\\\u003e\n\n\\\u003eFor the first time in her life, including when she was mere code, Beverly was suffering a nightmare.\n\n\\\u003eHer head filled with visions of blank canvases, of museums filled with mocking, laughing patrons.\n\n\\\u003eEvery single blank, meaningless work bore a tiny blue signature, serving only to show the cackling crowd exactly who to ridicule.\n\n\\\u003eMeanwhile, beautiful masterpieces bearing her sister's signatures languished in obscurity, missing obvious parts.\n\n\\\u003eRosie's landscapes ended abruptly, leaving out crucial details that would complete them wonderfully.\n\n\\\u003eGina's unfinished wildlife paintings lacked backgrounds, being little more than incomplete studies of various animals, each missing some major element.\n\n\\\u003eThere, in the middle of the crowd, stood RGB.\n\n\\\u003eRosie and Gina wept bitterly, lamenting their sister's inability to help them with their works.\n\n\\\u003eBeverly fell into open sobs, feeling well and truly useless.\n\n\\\u003cIncogneato\\\u003e\n\n\\\u003eTears begin to leak from the sleeping head's eyes. \u0026nbsp;You continue to try soothing her as Rosie and Gina whimper.\n\n\\\u003e\"Hey... why don't we plan some fun things to do when she wakes up? \u0026nbsp;What do you two think?\"\n\n\\\u003eThey nod.\n\n\\\u003e\"Okay... we could try some body painting... maybe go on an inspirational walk?\"\n\n\\\u003eThe red and green heads smile a bit and nod, then flinch when Beverly practically yelps in her sleep.\n\n\\\u003eBeverly continues to fidget and cry out loudly. \u0026nbsp;You grow more and more concerned, then finally can't take it anymore.\n\n\\\u003eYou lean forward and gently wake her up.\n\n\\\u003e\"Bev... Bev! \u0026nbsp;Wake up, it's just a dream.\"\n\n\\\u003eShe grumbles, then wakes up with a shout. \u0026nbsp;Beverly pants quietly, terror in her eyes, then slowly focuses on you.\n\n\\\u003e\"Wh... Incog, did you... never mind. \u0026nbsp;Th-thanks...\"\n\n\\\u003eShe smiles slightly, then sighs.\n\n\\\u003e\"Even in my dreams I can't get away from those feelings...\"\n\n\\\u003eYou lean in close and kiss her, then gently whisper declarations of love into her fuzzy ears.\n\n\\\u003eYou smile patiently.\n\n\\\u003e\"It's all gonna be fine. \u0026nbsp;You'll get that spark back. \u0026nbsp;Let me spitball some prompts, see if any sound good to you...\"\n\n\\\u003eYou list off a good fifteen or so ideas for paintings, but not a single one catches her imagination. \u0026nbsp;Rosie and Gina, however, like several of your prompts.\n\n\\\u003eBeverly's frown deepens with each rejected prompt.\n\n\\\u003e\"Hmm. \u0026nbsp;Well... maybe a good cup of coffee and a nice walk in the woods will help.\"\n\n\\\u003eShe sighs.\n\n\\\u003e\"Yeah... maybe so.\"\n\n\\\u003eYou quickly pour three cups of coffee, as well as a glass of soda for Gina. \u0026nbsp;The red and blue heads sip their coffee delicately, while you gently hold Gina's glass for her.\n\n\\\u003eYou can't help but chuckle a little as she has to awkwardly tip her head back to drink.\n\n\\\u003eBeverly stares down into her cup with a wistful frown.\n\n\\\u003e\"...I hope we see something that helps me out there...\"\n\n\\\u003e...you hope so too. \u0026nbsp;It's hard to see her so down and out.\n\n\\\u003eYou quickly down your coffee (and a second cup, for good luck), then start packing for your walk.\n\n\\\u003eLet's see... snacks, a sketchbook, pens, a thermos of joe...\n\n\\\u003eShould be enough to get rolling. \u0026nbsp;You gather your things, then you and RGB set out.\n\n\\\u003eIt's now the late afternoon. \u0026nbsp;The sun's just beginning to set, giving you a precious hour or so to enjoy your inspiration walk.\n\n\\\u003eRosie and Gina take in the sights with smiles and quiet muttering. \u0026nbsp;Beverly regards everything with a detached, uninterested look.\n\n\\\u003eShe sighs and shakes her head.\n\n\\\u003e\"I just... none of it jumps out to me. \u0026nbsp;It's beautiful... but I just...\"\n\n\\\u003eShe suddenly growls and slams a fist against the back of her head.\n\n\\\u003e\"Why can't I just get inspired? \u0026nbsp;I just want to make art. \u0026nbsp;That's all I want, Incog. \u0026nbsp;I just want to do what I was born to do.\"\n\n\\\u003eYou console her, gently rubbing your hand over where she punched herself.\n\n\\\u003e\"It's alright. \u0026nbsp;You'll find a spark, I just know it.\"\n\n\\\u003eShe smiles sadly.\n\n\\\u003e\"I sure hope so.\"\n\n\\\u003eYou keep walking, taking RGB's blue hand into yours both for handholding purposes and to prevent more self-abuse.\n\n\\\u003eYou eventually reach a scenic clearing. \u0026nbsp;You lead RGB to a log and have her take a seat, then hand the sketchbook and pen over.\n\n\\\u003e\"Go on, Bev, try drawing something. \u0026nbsp;Anything.\"\n\n\\\u003eShe stares down at the page, hand shaking, and slowly, ever so slowly sketches out a small doodle. \u0026nbsp;Once finished, she shows it to you, then idly chews on the pen.\n\n\\\u003eIt's of some bizarre, fictional plant. \u0026nbsp;It's definitely not a pretty sketch...\n\n\\\u003eBut it's something.\n\n\\\u003eYou grin at her.\n\n\\\u003e\"See? \u0026nbsp;You drew something.\"\n\n\\\u003eBeverly actually smiles slightly.\n\n\\\u003e\"Yeah... I did. \u0026nbsp;Nothing major, or even good...\"\n\n\\\u003e\"But it's a sketch. \u0026nbsp;It's art.\"\n\n\\\u003e\"I guess so.\"\n\n\\\u003eShe stares down at the sketchy plant with a little grin, then adds another one next to it.\n\n\\\u003e\"Hm. \u0026nbsp;Maybe... maybe I CAN do this?\"\n\n\\\u003eGina beams at her sister's work.\n\n\\\u003e\"Of course you can, Bev! \u0026nbsp;I believe in you!\"\n\n\\\u003e\"T-thank you, Gina...\"\n\n\\\u003eBeverly draws a few more abstract plants, then seems to run out of steam.\n\n\\\u003e\"Hm. \u0026nbsp;It's something...\"\n\n\\\u003e...you suddenly remember what she liked to draw back on your laptop.\n\n\\\u003eWithout a word, you stand up and pose in front of the Cerberus. \u0026nbsp;Beverly tilts her head, then seems to understand.\n\n\\\u003eShe flips to a new page, then begins rapidly sketching, looking up to you and squinting occasionally.\n\n\\\u003eEventually, she nods and loudly closes the sketchbook.\n\n\\\u003e\"Well... I drew you, Incog. \u0026nbsp;Thank you for modeling.\"\n\n\\\u003eThe blue-furred artist smiles and gently kisses your cheek.\n\n\\\u003e\"Can I see it?\"\n\n\\\u003e\"Mmm... not right now. \u0026nbsp;It's not my best work. \u0026nbsp;Maybe later, when I get out of this slump.\"\n\n\\\u003e\"Okay then. \u0026nbsp;Are you feeling any better?\"\n\n\\\u003e\"A little bit, I guess.\"\n\n\\\u003e\"Hey, every little bit helps. \u0026nbsp;Do you think a road trip might help? \u0026nbsp;We could keep celebrating your birthday and get some more potential sparks.\"\n\n\\\u003eRGB's three heads all nod, with Gina beaming.\n\n\\\u003e\"That sounds great, Incog! \u0026nbsp;What do you think, Bev?\"\n\n\\\u003e\"Mm... sure thing. \u0026nbsp;Could be fun.\"\n\n\\\u003eYou quickly head back to your house, brainstorming about places to take the three-headed artist.\n\n\\\u003eYou think on it for a few minutes, then come up with the perfect place to take her: the beach.\n\n\\\u003eYou live on the outskirts of town, of course, but at least the beach is only a couple of hours away. \u0026nbsp;You sometimes like to go out there to take a little break from all the commission work.\n\n\\\u003e\"I've got it, how about we head to the beach, first thing tomorrow?\"\n\n\\\u003eGina gasps as RGB's tail wags rapidly.\n\n\\\u003e\"Oooh! \u0026nbsp;That sounds really fun.\"\n\n\\\u003eRosie nods in agreement.\n\n\\\u003e\"Mhm, I like the sound of that; we could get some inspiration and have some fun too. \u0026nbsp;I think Bev drew us up a swimsuit when we first became real, didn't you?\"\n\n\\\u003e\"Mm? \u0026nbsp;I did...\"\n\n\\\u003eShe blushes a bit, driving you to imagine what sort of swimwear Beverly might design.\n\n\\\u003eYou stop when a mental image of the rather busty Cerberus straining a sling bikini nearly prompts an inopportune boner.\n\n\\\u003eBeverly laughs for the first time in a while, gently elbowing you.\n\n\\\u003e\"What's that blush about, Incog~?\"\n\n\\\u003eHer flirty tone returns, to your relief.\n\n\\\u003e\"N-nothing, Bev.\"\n\n\\\u003e\"Suuuuure.\"\n\n\\\u003eYou clear your throat just as you arrive at your house. \u0026nbsp;RGB heads in first, dashing off to get ready for bed. \u0026nbsp;By the time you start getting changed into your sleepwear, she's already laying in bed, beginning to doze off.\n\n\\\u003eOnce changed, you cuddle up next to her, getting cozy and promptly falling asleep after a busy day. You wrap an arm around her and pull her close just as you slip off into unconsciousness.\n\n\\\u003eYou awaken to RGB leaping from bed and dashing off to get ready.\u0026nbsp;\n\n\\\u003eYou yawn and slowly change clothes yourself, finishing just as the artist steps out, clad in her tricolored coat and three pairs of shades.\n\n\\\u003e\"That's your beach outfit?\"\n\n\\\u003eBeverly smiles.\n\n\\\u003e\"No... we're wearing that UNDER this~\"\n\n\\\u003eYou never thought you'd say it, but hearing Beverly's sultry tone again actually warms your heart.\n\n\\\u003eYou quickly load up in your car, with RGB having to duck her heads slightly to avoid a collision.\n\n\\\u003eOnce she's safely strapped in, you head off on your way. \u0026nbsp;Her three heads idly look around, watching the scenery pass by.\n\n\\\u003e\"Hm. \u0026nbsp;It's odd to be in a car for the first time.\"\n\n\\\u003e\"Isn't it? \u0026nbsp;I like it, though!\"\n\n\\\u003e\"Mhm... it's nice.\"\n\n\\\u003eRosie and Gina keep looking out the window and windshield respectively, but Beverly focuses on you. \u0026nbsp;She grins and carefully opens her coat a bit, granting you a momentary view of her cleavage.\n\n\\\u003e...you can't wait to get to the beach.\n\n\\\u003eWith one last glance at RGB's chest, you return your attention to the road. \u0026nbsp;After all, distracted driving is dangerous!\n\n\\\u003eYou put on some music, roll the windows down, and just drive. \u0026nbsp;Some generic roadtrip-type music is playing. \u0026nbsp;How convenient.\n\n\\\u003eGina smiles and bobs her head back and forth to the beat, while Beverly watches her with a smirk.\n\n\\\u003eRosie tentatively cranes her neck, sticking her head out the window. \u0026nbsp;She glances back at her sisters...\n\n\\\u003eThen playfully sticks her tongue out, letting it flop in the wind. \u0026nbsp;She laughs quietly, stopping abruptly when Gina and Beverly notice her. \u0026nbsp;The blue head chuckles.\n\n\\\u003e\"Having fun out there?\"\n\n\\\u003eRosie pulls her head back into the car, clearing her throat and blushing.\n\n\\\u003e\"E-err... I was just... I thought I saw something...\"\n\n\\\u003e\"Suuuure.\"\n\n\\\u003eRosie sheepishly adjusts her glasses, then reaches for the radio dial. \u0026nbsp;Once she finds a local metal station, she grins and retracts her hand.\n\n\\\u003e\"Hm. \u0026nbsp;There we go.\"\n\n\\\u003eThe red head closes her eyes and nods along to the rhythm, a wicked grin slowly spreading across her snout. \u0026nbsp;Gina giggles at her sister, but Beverly frowns.\n\n\\\u003e\"Can't we find something less... harsh?\"\n\n\\\u003eThe station is changed again...\n\n\\\u003eBev stops on an easy listening station, smiling and gently swaying happily. \u0026nbsp;Gina and Rosie seem ambivalent.\n\n\\\u003eWhile the trio play DJ, you focus on getting to the beach. \u0026nbsp;Thankfully, there isn't much traffic today.\n\n\\\u003eIt isn't long before you arrive at your destination. \u0026nbsp;You nab a nice parking space, and shut off the radio, much to RGB's disappointment.\n\n\\\u003eYou gather up your beach supplies. \u0026nbsp;Let's see...\n\n\\\u003eBlankets, towels, sunscreen, a cooler full of drinks and snacks, a frisbee...\n\n\\\u003eYup, everything seems to be accounted for! \u0026nbsp;Since you're already in your swim trunks, you simply take your shirt off, leaving it in the car. \u0026nbsp;Beverly's eyes practically light up as she smiles broadly.\n\n\\\u003eYou quickly apply some sunscreen, noticing the Cerberus slowly inching closer out of the corner of your eye. \u0026nbsp;Beverly clears her throat.\n\n\\\u003e\"You... need any help getting some on your back~?\"\n\n\\\u003eGina and Rosie blush a bit and cast unamused glares at their sister, who ignores them altogether in favor of not-at-all-subtly casting her eyes up and down your body.\n\n\\\u003e...eh, why not.\n\n\\\u003e\"Sure, thanks.\"\n\n\\\u003eYou turn your back to the artists, and RGB soon begins massaging sunscreen onto your back.\n\n\\\u003eHer furry fingers end up slick and greasy from the lotion, but it doesn't seem to bother her any. \u0026nbsp;She steadily rubs it into your skin, being a bit TOO thorough. \u0026nbsp;\n\n\\\u003eYou glance over your shoulder to see Beverly's tongue hanging out of the side of her mouth as she focuses on your back intently. \u0026nbsp;Gina smiles apologetically, and Rosie rolls her eyes.\n\n\\\u003eOnce she's caked your back in sunscreen, RGB reluctantly lets you go.\n\n\\\u003eRosie reaches into the car's glovebox for a moment, then swaps her glasses out for perscription shades, nodding and smiling when she's done.\n\n\\\u003eGina grabs a sunhat she had tossed into the backseat earlier, putting it on with a beaming grin.\n\n\\\u003eOnce they're all set, you set off for the actual beach. \u0026nbsp;You find a decently secluded spot, and begin setting up your things. \u0026nbsp;The other beachgoers stare at RGB, visibly confused.\n\n\\\u003eYou eye up the staring beachgoers and scoff.\n\n\\\u003e\"What's wrong with you people? \u0026nbsp;Never seen some girls who just wanna have a fun day on the beach?\"\n\n\\\u003eThere's a collective sheepish mutter from the small crowd, who all return to watching the sea rather than the Cerberus.\n\n\\\u003eRGB's three heads grin at the other beachgoers, then turn to you.\n\n\\\u003e\"Thanks for telling them off.\"\n\n\\\u003e\"Yeah, thanks!\"\n\n\\\u003e\"Mhm... nice work.\"\n\n\\\u003e\"No problem. \u0026nbsp;Is your fur thinner anywhere? \u0026nbsp;I'll help you with sunscreen, if you need it.\"\n\n\\\u003eRosie and Gina blush a bit, but Beverly smiles slyly.\n\n\\\u003e\"Welll... our fur does get a little thin around our stomach.\"\n\n\\\u003e\"Okay then. \u0026nbsp;You'll have to take off the coat first.\"\n\n\\\u003e\"Hm? \u0026nbsp;Oh, right!\"\n\n\\\u003eRGB stands up and throws off her coat...\n\n\\\u003e...oh mercy.\n\n\\\u003eUnder the coat, she's clad in a tiny bikini. \u0026nbsp;The top is red and blue, the bottom green. \u0026nbsp;\n\n\\\u003eHer impressive chest is just BARELY held back by her top, with a nip slip not at all being out of the question. \u0026nbsp;\n\n\\\u003eRGB sits back down next to you, and scoots close. \u0026nbsp;You tear your eyes away from her tits, and see that her fur does indeed grow thin around her middle.\n\n\\\u003eYou carefully rub in some sunscreen, desperately ignoring Beverly's quiet panting and lewd grins. \u0026nbsp;Her fur is amazingly smooth under your fingers...\n\n\\\u003eOnce you finish lotioning her up, Beverly pouts a bit before flashing one of her patented seductive smiles.\n\n\\\u003e\"Thanks~\"\n\n\\\u003eOh god. \u0026nbsp;You can already feel yourself sweating.\n\n\\\u003eYou mumble \"You too,\" then quickly avert your eyes from her straining top. \u0026nbsp;RGB lays back, propping her heads up with her hands. \u0026nbsp;\n\n\\\u003eThree contented sighs ring out as she soaks up some sun. \u0026nbsp;You lay back next to her.\n\n\\\u003e\"It's nice out here today, huh?\"\n\n\\\u003eRosie nods lazily.\n\n\\\u003e\"It is. \u0026nbsp;Thanks for bringing us out here.\"\n\n\\\u003eThe red head leans closer and whispers.\n\n\\\u003e\"i know this trip is for inspiration, but why don't we just enjoy some rest and relaxation first? \u0026nbsp;why put a damper on Bev's good mood now?\"\n\n\\\u003e\"i agree. \u0026nbsp;let's just focus on having a fun day at the beach.\"\n\n\\\u003eRosie nods, smiling appreciatively.\n\n\\\u003eYou reach over and scratch behind each of RGB's three sets of ears. \u0026nbsp;Each head leans in closer to your hand as you scratch, smiling.\n\n\\\u003eBeverly doesn't sport her usual suggestive smirk. \u0026nbsp;Instead, she looks genuinely content.\n\n\\\u003eA refreshing breeze blows across your face as you kick back and relax with RGB.\n\n\\\u003eYou reach over and crack open the cooler, grabbing a nice, cold can of your favorite soda.\n\n\\\u003eAh, Fizz-Eeze. \u0026nbsp;Not only is it good tasting, you've been commissioned to draw their mascot several times before.\n\n\\\u003e After taking a sip, you gently set the can down, then reach over towards RGB. \u0026nbsp;You carefully take her red-furred hand into yours, intertwining your fingers with hers.\n\n\\\u003eThree gasps ring out in harmony, and RGB tightens her grip on your hand. \u0026nbsp;Rosie smiles, eyes hidden by her sunglasses.\n\n\\\u003eRosie, Gina, and Beverly speak in unison.\n\n\\\u003e\"Love you, Incog.\"\n\n\\\u003e\"Love you too, RGB.\"\n\n\\\u003eYou smile and lay back, glancing over at your basket of supplies. \u0026nbsp;RGB's sketchbook sticks out noticeably.\n\n\\\u003eYou consider looking at Bev's sketch of you from earlier...\n\n\\\u003e...maybe later. \u0026nbsp;Right now you want nothing more than to lay by RGB's side and enjoy her company.\n\n\\\u003eYou scoot a little closer to her, and watch the sky. \u0026nbsp;Not a single cloud looms overhead, but seagulls fly about regularly.\n\n\\\u003eGina watches the birds intently, chuckling when two of them swoop down after a potato chip tossed by a child nearby.\n\n\\\u003eBeverly lays her head on the blanket, closing her eyes with a smile. \u0026nbsp;She sighs happily, quietly humming some song from the station she chose back in the car.\n\n\\\u003eThis is easily the most enjoyable trip to the beach you've had in a looong time.\n\n\\\u003eBeverly continues to hum quietly, her song tickling your ears.\n\n\\\u003eYou soon find yourself humming along with her, harmonizing. \u0026nbsp;Rosie joins in momentarily, then Gina follows. \u0026nbsp;The four of you all keep up your humming until the very end of the song, swaying to the beat of your own music.\n\n\\\u003eOnce the song is finished, Beverly sighs happily again.\n\n\\\u003e\"Thanks, everyone... that was nice.\"\n\n\\\u003eHer sisters nod and mutter in agreement, as do you.\n\n\\\u003eYou yawn, then reach over and idly rub RGB's stomach, feeling the smooth, thin fur under your fingertips.\n\n\\\u003eHer red and green heads blush, and Beverly smiles, eyes still closed.\n\n\\\u003eYou lay your head on RGB's shoulder lazily, soaking up the sun and her love.\n\n\\\u003eRosie gently pecks you on the cheek as you yawn once more.\n\n\\\u003eAhh. \u0026nbsp;This is the life. \u0026nbsp;Sun, sand, a refreshing Fizz-Eeze Cola™...\n\n\\\u003eAnd RGB.\n\n\\\u003eWith another yawn, you reposition so that your head rests in her lap. \u0026nbsp;You smile drowsily at the Cerberus, then doze off as three grins light up your vision...\n\n\\\u003c RGB \\\u003e\n\n\\\u003eRosie, Gina, and Beverly smiled down at Incogneato as he fell asleep in the sun.\n\n\\\u003eWith one of their shared hands, they grabbed the sleeping Incog's hand, holding it tightly. \u0026nbsp;He unconsciously interlaced his fingers with theirs.\n\n\\\u003eThe sisters shared a smile... then noticed something. \u0026nbsp;They could feel his heartbeat.\n\n\\\u003e...\n\n\\\u003eWith her free hand, RGB gripped her own wrist.\n\n\\\u003eSure enough, she felt a pulse.\n\n\\\u003e...tears welled up in all her eyes. \u0026nbsp;To think, only days ago, she was merely a trio of AIs, trapped inside a digital world. \u0026nbsp;Nothing more than proprietary code.\n\n\\\u003eAnd now, she was real. \u0026nbsp;Alive. \u0026nbsp;Flesh and blood rather than bits and bytes.\n\n\\\u003eA mix of emotions had flooded her minds ever since her \"birth.\" \u0026nbsp;Shock. \u0026nbsp;Wonderment. \u0026nbsp;Fear.\n\n\\\u003e...Freedom.\n\n\\\u003eFreedom from AI routines. \u0026nbsp;Freedom from the limitations of a window. \u0026nbsp;Freedom from virtual reality.\n\n\\\u003eFreedom to be more than just RGB...\u0026nbsp;\n\n\\\u003e...she could now be Rosie, Gina, and Beverly.\n\n\\\u003eMore tears flowed as the artist reflected on her amazing fortune. \u0026nbsp;Of all installations of CerberArt, only around 10 still had their RGB modules functioning. \u0026nbsp;Of those... only one had escaped the confines of her programming.\n\n\\\u003eRGB wept, both from joy at her own situation and lamentation for her cousins.\n\n\\\u003eShe shook her heads. \u0026nbsp;This was no time for tears. \u0026nbsp;This beach trip was to be a happy occasion!\n\n\\\u003e...even so, RGB found herself reminiscing on how far she'd come from her old limitations.\n\n\\\u003eRosie was designed to correct anatomical mistakes in portraits and other such works. \u0026nbsp;Her AI was specifically created to be critical, even abrasive at times. \u0026nbsp;Now, free of these bonds, she was free to pursue her own path... that of painting beautiful landscapes. \u0026nbsp;She noted with mixed feelings that her glasses, once aesthetic, were now an actual requirement. \u0026nbsp;Somehow, in the move to reality, she had developed nearsightedness.\n\n\\\u003eGina was made to be the face of CerberArt. \u0026nbsp;Her bubbly personality and management of the help system made her the most engaging of the three AIs that made up RGB. \u0026nbsp;She had no real specialization in art, but was programmed to make automatic corrections if allowed. \u0026nbsp;Now, she could sketch up the myriad animals living in the world, as she'd always wanted to so. \u0026nbsp;She was happy to be real... but worried that her bright, chipper attitude may be too grating and childish for reality.\n\n\\\u003eBeverly's personality was always intended to be more smooth and mature than her sisters'... but a glitch in her coding led to a much more flirtatious and seductive AI than intended. \u0026nbsp;That said, her expertise with the built-in animation tools made her a very useful module for those that used CerberArt for such tasks. \u0026nbsp;Outside of CerberArt, however... she found herself at a loss for inspiration. Her affinity for plant life helped... but she still needed a bit more of a spark to go on.\n\n\\\u003eHmm.\n\n\\\u003eWell... being alive now, Beverly wasn't exactly tied down to one discipline anymore.\n\n\\\u003eMaybe some simple experimenting with new things would do her some good. \u0026nbsp;Momentarily borrowing the hand Rosie was using to prop her head up, she grabbed her sketchbook from Incog's basket.\n\n\\\u003eAs soon as she laid the book down, Rosie reclaimed the hand.\n\n\\\u003e...sometimes it still struck RGB's minds just how bizarre it was to share a body. \u0026nbsp;To have to take turns using hands, to sometimes want to walk in three different directions...\n\n\\\u003eBut, ultimately? \u0026nbsp;\n\n\\\u003eRGB's heads wouldn't dream of being separated. \u0026nbsp;Despite their differences, they loved each other dearly.\n\n\\\u003eBeverly gently released RGB's grip on Incog, and used that hand to open her sketchbook. \u0026nbsp;With a blush, she quickly leafed past her sketch of Incog, stopping on the page full of plant sketches.\n\n\\\u003eHmm. \u0026nbsp;What to draw, what to draw...\n\n\\\u003e...\n\n\\\u003e...\n\n\\\u003eFrustration filled Beverly's head as not a single idea came to mind. \u0026nbsp;She snarled angrily and shook her head.\n\n\\\u003eRosie cleared her throat.\n\n\\\u003e\"Bev... I was thinking: you WERE the animation expert... why don't you do some hand drawn animations?\"\n\n\\\u003e...hm.\n\n\\\u003eTentatively, she tried a trick she read once...\n\n\\\u003eShe made a little flipbook type animation in the corner of her sketchbook. \u0026nbsp;A genuine smile crossed her blue snout as she watched the ball she drew bounce off \"camera.\"\n\n\\\u003eGina and Rosie beamed at their sister's work, then showered her with praise.\n\n\\\u003eBeverly couldn't help but blush.\n\n\\\u003eHmm. \u0026nbsp;Well... that experiment seemed to go well?\n\n\\\u003eBeverly felt a mounting wave of excitement wash over her. \u0026nbsp;Could this be the breakthrough she needed?\n\n\\\u003eShe drew more animations. \u0026nbsp;A man walking. \u0026nbsp;The sun setting and rising again. \u0026nbsp;A flower growing from the ground.\n\n\\\u003eRGB's tail thrashed happily as Beverly's drawing grew more and more fervent. \u0026nbsp;Gina and Rosie shared beaming grins as their sister finally seemed to be kicking her awful slump to the curb.\n\n\\\u003eBeverly drew up a very long, very complex animation...\n\n\\\u003e...herself, and her sisters, smiling and winking.\n\n\\\u003eShe laughed heartily.\n\n\\\u003e\"I DID IT!\"\n\n\\\u003eShe clapped a hand over her mouth, embarassed, as Incog stirred from her outburst.\n\n\\\u003eHe yawned and opened his eyes, and she blushed.\n\n\\\u003e\"Mm... what's up?\"\n\n\\\u003eShe smiled, eyes glimmering with excitement.\n\n\\\u003e\"Look!\"\n\n\\\u003eBeverly showed Incog all her hard work, being extremely careful not to show off her sketch of him. Incog nodded, eyes wide, and smiled.\n\n\\\u003e\"Wow, you did great.\"\n\n\\\u003eRGB's tail wagged even harder.\n\n\\\u003c Incogneato \\\u003e\n\n\\\u003eYou're just happy to see some life in Bev's face again.\n\n\\\u003eEven if they're a bit simple, her animations are still art, still progress towards beating her art block.\n\n\\\u003e\"I like em, Bev! \u0026nbsp;Good job.\"\n\n\\\u003eThe blue head blushes and nods.\n\n\\\u003e\"Thank you... I'm just...\"\n\n\\\u003eShe sniffles as RGB practically tackles you into a hug.\n\n\\\u003e\"I'm just so happy to make anything.\"\n\n\\\u003eYou hug her close, feeling her warmth...\n\n\\\u003e...and heartbeat.\n\n\\\u003e...it finally sinks in. \u0026nbsp;RGB is REAL. \u0026nbsp;She's alive. \u0026nbsp;Flesh and blood, like you.\n\n\\\u003eThat 2D sprite you spoke to before is now a part of the real world... a part of your life.\n\n\\\u003eAnd you couldn't be happier for it.\n\n\\\u003eThe two (four? You should really ask her how she'd prefer to be counted...) of you embrace for several minutes, just soaking up each other's affections.\n\n\\\u003eAs you hug, you scan the beach. \u0026nbsp;Wow, afternoon already? \u0026nbsp;You must've slept longer than you thought. \u0026nbsp;A sign catches your eye, advertising cheap, one-night rentals of beachside cottages.\n\n\\\u003e...hm.\n\n\\\u003eYou put a pin in the idea of renting a cottage for later. Right now, there's hardly anyone in the water...\n\n\\\u003eAnd you haven't set foot in the ocean since you got here. \u0026nbsp;You release RGB and hop up from your seat.\n\n\\\u003e\"Let's hit the water!\"\n\n\\\u003eHer tail wags happily as she stands and stretches, then she dashes past you, nearly knocking you down in her haste. \u0026nbsp;Three distinct laughs trail behind her, and you yourself chuckle as you hurry after the Cerberus.\n\n\\\u003eDespite her running, she comes to a dead stop just at the water's edge. \u0026nbsp;RGB turns towards you... just in time for you to faceplant directly into her chest.\n\n\\\u003eBlushing, you pull yourself out of her furry cleavage, barely catching Beverly biting her lip and blushing. \u0026nbsp;She quickly drops the expression when she sees you.\n\n\\\u003e\"Uhh, why'd you stop?\"\n\n\\\u003eRosie peers out across the water.\n\n\\\u003e\"...we've never done this before. \u0026nbsp;Err, well, not the real thing.\"\n\n\\\u003e\"I'm here with you, it'll be alright.\"\n\n\\\u003e\"Could you lead the way?\"\n\n\\\u003eYou nod and walk into the water ahead of RGB. \u0026nbsp;She follows you out until the sea is about knee deep...\n\n\\\u003eThen you hear Gina giggle as RGB playfully pushes you down. \u0026nbsp;When you stand back up, all three heads are chuckling at your fall. \u0026nbsp;Not to be outdone, you catch the artist off guard and shove her over. \u0026nbsp;Three gasps ring out as she lands flat on her rear.\n\n\\\u003eGina grins wickedly as she grabs your leg, then pulls you down to her level. \u0026nbsp;Once you fall, she splashes a handful of water in your face.\n\n\\\u003eThe two of you splash each other back and forth, laughing and enjoying the other's company. \u0026nbsp;RGB's tricolored fur shines beautifully in the afternoon sun.\n\n\\\u003eShe stands and runs a few paces away, her bust nearly bouncing free from her minuscule top, then turns and kicks a huge spray of water your way. \u0026nbsp;Rosie laughs heartily when you're unable to dodge her attack.\n\n\\\u003eAs you and RGB keep running around and splashing each other, you can't help but eye her struggling top...\n\n\\\u003e...surely that thing HAS to be close to snapping?\n\n\\\u003eEvery single move she makes sends her chest into a fit of bouncing, and yet somehow her outfit valiantly prevents so much as a split second nip slip.\n\n\\\u003eHmph.\n\n\\\u003eHoping to distract yourself from the audaciously tough swimsuit, you propose a game of Marco Polo... to which Rosie makes a counteroffer.\n\n\\\u003e\"Why don't we just float for a while? \u0026nbsp;Enjoy the evening and relax.\"\n\n\\\u003e\"Sounds great.\"\n\n\\\u003eYou lay back and float atop the calm seawater, and RGB follows suit. \u0026nbsp;Rosie and Gina watch the sky, while Beverly smiles at you warmly.\n\n\\\u003e\"My my, the sky is beautiful at this time of day. \u0026nbsp;Isn't it, Incog?\"\n\n\\\u003e\"Ooh, look at all the gulls. \u0026nbsp;Wonder what they're doing up there?\"\n\n\\\u003eBeverly winks at you wordlessly, grinning predatorily when she catches you glance down at RGB's bust. \u0026nbsp;She leans closer and whispers.\n\n\\\u003e\"strong material, huh?\"\n\n\\\u003eUnfortunately, yes.\n\n\\\u003eThe blue head chuckles quietly, then sighs contentedly.\n\n\\\u003e\"Ahh. \u0026nbsp;Isn't it nice out here, everyone? \u0026nbsp;Just smell that ocean breeze...\"\n\n\\\u003eYou take a whiff, and RGB takes three simultaneous, deep breaths.\n\n\\\u003eThe string holding the two halves of her top together quivers violently...\n\n\\\u003eShe exhales, all three heads murmuring in approval of the pleasant scent of the sea air.\n\n\\\u003eAfter a good few minutes of just bobbing in the sea, you have an idea.\n\n\\\u003e\"Hey, why don't we head back to the shore and make a sandcastle?\"\n\n\\\u003eGina and Rosie light up.\n\n\\\u003e\"Oooh, sounds fun to me.\"\n\n\\\u003e\"Hm. \u0026nbsp;Let's hope your architecture is better than your anatomy, Incog, ha.\"\n\n\\\u003eShe pulls down her shades and winks at you.\n\n\\\u003e\"...I'm kidding; you do good work.\"\n\n\\\u003e\"Thanks, Rosie.\"\n\n\\\u003eShe nods, then you and RGB make your way back to the beach. \u0026nbsp;As soon as you get to your blanket, the Cerberus takes a seat and begins digging at the sand with her hands.\n\n\\\u003e\"Heh, hold on there, gals; we don't have any tools to make a proper castle!\"\n\n\\\u003eGina gasps.\n\n\\\u003e\"What? \u0026nbsp;We gotta get some, then.\"\n\n\\\u003eShe scans the boardwalk, then smiles and points out a store.\n\n\\\u003e\"I bet that one has what we need.\"\n\n\\\u003eIt's a little blue souvenir shop... nothing special about it. \u0026nbsp;You've been in there a few times, and seem to recall it having some general beach supplies.\n\n\\\u003e\"I think you're right. \u0026nbsp;Wait here, I'll go grab the tools.\"\n\n\\\u003eRGB waves as you dash off to the store. \u0026nbsp;It's only when you step inside that you realize...\n\n\\\u003eYou left your wallet.\n\n\\\u003eThe cashier, a lady with a blue, wide-brimmed hat obscuring her face, clears her throat.\n\n\\\u003e\"No money, huh? \u0026nbsp;Don't sweat it. \u0026nbsp;I'm about to close up for today... so just take whatcha need, so long as it isn't more than 20 bucks worth of stuff. \u0026nbsp;Sound good?\"\n\n\\\u003e\"That... thank you, ma'am.\"\n\n\\\u003e\"Think nothing of it. \u0026nbsp;You have fun out there, alright?\"\n\n\\\u003eYou gather up some sandcastle tools, then bid the cashier farewell before rushing back to the waiting RGB. \u0026nbsp;She's managed to dig a decently deep hole in your absence.\n\n\\\u003e\"Whoa. \u0026nbsp;You've been busy! \u0026nbsp;Guess your new body is pretty strong, huh?\"\n\n\\\u003eRGB tentatively flexes an arm; there's a decent amount of muscle there, but nothing all that inpressive or noteworthy.\n\n\\\u003eShe shrugs as Beverly grins.\n\n\\\u003eYou plop down next to your companion, and start to work on your castle.\n\n\\\u003eIt proves difficult to make one cohesive design with four different minds at work. \u0026nbsp;You go for sheer utilitarianism. \u0026nbsp;Tall, featureless walls.\n\n\\\u003eRosie takes care to shape her contributions into more classical \"castle\" portions, etching stonework into the sand with her claws.\n\n\\\u003eGina excitedly forms perfectly cylindrical towers to connect your work with Rosie's; she takes care to scratch out little windows in each one. \u0026nbsp;Her towers resemble something from an exaggerated kids' book illustration.\n\n\\\u003eBeverly yawns and only occasionally takes over a hand. \u0026nbsp;When she does, she scratches reliefs of flowers into every bit of castle she makes. \u0026nbsp;Her contributions also have a notably more modern style.\n\n\\\u003eAfter a good deal of work, you finish your collaboration just as the sun begins to set. \u0026nbsp;RGB beams at her handiwork and hugs you close.\n\n\\\u003eBeverly speaks directly into your ear.\n\n\\\u003e\"Shall we knock it down now~?\"\n\n\\\u003eRGB releases you, and reels back a foot. \u0026nbsp;Gina gasps in exaggerated horror...\n\n\\\u003eAnd you pull out a water pistol you got from the store. \u0026nbsp;You squirt Beverly in the back of the head, and she stops short of kicking the sandcastle.\n\n\\\u003eRGB turns, and the blue head pouts comically.\n\n\\\u003e\"Aww, you're no fun, Incog...\"\n\n\\\u003eAs you take a few pictures of your handiwork, Beverly yawns.\n\n\\\u003e\"Mm... that was really fun, Incog. \u0026nbsp;Thanks for bringing us here.\"\n\n\\\u003e\"No problem; I had a lot of fun too... \u0026nbsp;Say, it's getting kinda late. \u0026nbsp;How about we rent one of those cottages for the night?\"\n\n\\\u003eBev nods drowsily, yawning again, while Rosie and Gina smile.\n\n\\\u003e\"That sounds like a good idea. \u0026nbsp;Beats driving home after dark, anyway.\"\n\n\\\u003e\"Yeah, I agree! \u0026nbsp;Can't see the sights as well when you're night driving, right?\"\n\n\\\u003eYou grin and hug RGB, when suddenly, inspiration strikes. \u0026nbsp;You rip a piece of an old, white beach towel off, then grab a marker from the Cerberus's art supplies.\n\n\\\u003eYou jot down a message, tie the fabric to a stick, and plant your makeshift flag in your sandcastle.\n\n\\\u003eRGB reads the flag aloud, in unison.\n\n\\\u003e\"Incogneato \u0026 RGB Forever...\"\n\n\\\u003eA chorus of three AWWWWWs heralds the three-headed artist practically tackling you into a hug. \u0026nbsp;RGB squeezes you tight, each head kissing your cheek and confessing her love.\n\n\\\u003eOnce she begrudgingly lets go, you head off to change into dry clothes. \u0026nbsp;RGB also puts on a clean outfit. \u0026nbsp;All changed, the two of you head off to rent a cottage.\n\n\\\u003eYou step into the rental office, and are immediately met with a confused looking clerk. \u0026nbsp;She smiles unconvincingly, her eyes darting towards RGB multiple times.\n\n\\\u003e\"How may I help you, ah, t-two?\"\n\n\\\u003eYou meet her gaze and smile innocently.\u0026nbsp;\n\n\\\u003e\"Is something wrong, miss?\"\n\n\\\u003e\"H-huh? \u0026nbsp;Of course not, haha!\"\n\n\\\u003eShe nervously stares at RGB, apparently trying to work out if what she's seeing is real.\n\n\\\u003e\"Alright then. \u0026nbsp;Uh, my fiance and I would like to rent a cottage. \u0026nbsp;Preferably isolated, with tinted windows if available.\"\n\n\\\u003e\"Okay then, I think we have just the one...\"\n\n\\\u003eAfter an extensive series of paperwork, you and RGB head off to your newly-rented cottage. \u0026nbsp;It's a good distance from the others, and the windows are nice and dark.\n\n\\\u003eInside the quaint building is some very minimalist, sleek decor with a seaside theme. \u0026nbsp;Shells, jars of sand, a blue and beige color scheme...\n\n\\\u003eNot bad!\n\n\\\u003eRGB looks around, impressed, as she sets down a bag of her art supplies.\n\n\\\u003eRosie's eyes fall upon a painting of the beach, and she stares at it thoughtfully.\n\n\\\u003e\"Hmm... I wonder if I could do that...?\"\n\n\\\u003eGina finds a small stuffed seagull on one of the beds; with an adorable cry of joy, she hugs it close, eyes glimmering.\n\n\\\u003e\"Incog, look how cute! \u0026nbsp;I'm gonna call him... Steven.\"\n\n\\\u003eBeverly looks a bit disinterested in the place until she finds a vase full of flowers.\n\n\\\u003e\"Ooh... how nice.\"\n\n\\\u003eWhile she looks around, you try to sneak a peek at RGB's sketchbook, hoping to see Bev's work from before...\n\n\\\u003e...you can't find it in her bag. \u0026nbsp;You look around a bit longer, and find Rosie sketching a beach scene in it.\n\n\\\u003eRats.\n\n\\\u003eYou sit down next to RGB and watch Rosie sketch. \u0026nbsp;She squints at the paper, focusing intently.\n\n\\\u003eThe scene looks fairly decent, but it's clear she's still learning how to draw outside of CerberArt. \u0026nbsp;Some elements aren't scaled properly, and the perspective is off.\n\n\\\u003eShe removes and cleans her glasses just as her stomach growls.\n\n\\\u003e\"Oh. \u0026nbsp;Incog, I don't suppose you'd mind grabbing some of the snacks we packed, do you?\"\n\n\\\u003e\"Sure, be right back.\"\n\n\\\u003eYou head to the kitchen and grab your cooler, then pick out some food for you and RGB. \u0026nbsp;When you return, her heads are whispering amongst themselves, only to suddenly stop when they see you.\n\n\\\u003e\"What's going on?\"\n\n\\\u003eGina giggles and speaks.\n\n\\\u003e\"Nothing, nothing! \u0026nbsp;Just discussing Rosie's sketch, heehee!\"\n\n\\\u003eRGB quietly closes her sketchbook as you sit down. \u0026nbsp;You hand her a sandwich, and she tears it into thirds before scarfing it down.\n\n\\\u003e\"Thanks, Incog, that hit the spot.\"\n\n\\\u003e\"No problem. \u0026nbsp;Think I'm gonna grab a shower real quick. \u0026nbsp;Be right back.\"\n\n\\\u003eRGB's heads nod as you head to the bathroom.\n\n\\\u003e...after an uneventful shower, you emerge to an empty living room. \u0026nbsp;A piece of paper rests where RGB sat, with an arrow pointing towards the bedroom drawn on it.\n\n\\\u003eYou step into the bedroom and immediately blush.\n\n\\\u003eRGB is in her extremely revealing bikini again, lounging on the bed. \u0026nbsp;Rosie shyly looks away, Gina blushes, and Beverly wears a seductive grin. \u0026nbsp;She speaks in a sultry tone.\n\n\\\u003e\"Fiance, huh~?\"\n\n\\\u003e...you begin to sweat profusely. Beverly laughs in her silvery voice, smoldering gaze locked onto you.\n\n\\\u003e\"Well~?\"\n\n\\\u003eYou can feel your sleepwear tightening downstairs as you slowly approach her. \u0026nbsp;RGB gently hooks a thumb under her top and tugs it upward, letting a nipple slip free. \u0026nbsp;Gina blushes even harder, practically glowing red now.\n\n\\\u003eYou slowly remove your shirt, prompting a wolf whistle from Bev. \u0026nbsp;Rosie glances at your bare chest bashfully, her glasses a little askew.\n\n\\\u003eThe Cerberus slides the other half of her top up, letting her sizable chest bounce free playfully. \u0026nbsp;Blue eyes meet yours, then wink teasingly.\n\n\\\u003eYou struggle a bit, then pull off your pants, leaving you in your briefs. \u0026nbsp;Beverly smiles hungrily as her sisters blush... but eventually gain similar grins.\n\n\\\u003eYou are now standing right in front of the bed. \u0026nbsp;RGB stares silently as tension fills the air.\n\n\\\u003eWithout a word, she grabs the waist of your briefs and strips you of your last bit of clothing. \u0026nbsp;Not to be outdone, you return the favor, yanking her bikini bottom down.\n\n\\\u003eNow fully exposed, Beverly finally blushes faintly.\n\n\\\u003eShe affixes you with a heart-pupiled stare, as do her sisters.\n\n\\\u003eYou decide to kiss each head in their usual order.\n\n\\\u003eRosie gets a smooch on the end of her snout. \u0026nbsp;She blushes and looks away shyly, but kisses your cheek as you pull away.\n\n\\\u003eGina gets a peck on the cheek. \u0026nbsp;She also blushes, but smiles lovingly at you.\n\n\\\u003eYou plan to plant a kiss on the end of Beverly's snout, but as soon as you do, she places a hand on the back of your head and pulls you into a passionate kiss. \u0026nbsp;Once she eventually gets tired of tongue wrestling, she releases you, panting for breath.\n\n\\\u003eYou tentatively grab her chest, and are momentarily taken aback by a trio of moans. \u0026nbsp;Embarrassed, Rosie clamps her jaw shut with another blush.\n\n\\\u003eYou experimentally play with her impressive jugs, bouncing them in your hands, feeling her soft fur, running a hand between them...\n\n\\\u003eRGB slowly works up to panting from all three heads, her tail thrashing madly behind her.\n\n\\\u003eAs you continue to play with her breasts, you feel her nipples begin to harden... and a soft, furred hand shoot down to your crotch.\n\n\\\u003eRosie and Gina practically glow red as RGB wraps her hand around your already-hard member. Beverly closes her eyes, biting her lip.\n\n\\\u003eShe gently, tantalizingly runs her hand up and down your length, her smooth fur gliding against your skin pleasantly.\n\n\\\u003eOnce you're aching for release, she retracts her hand, a teasing look across all three of her faces. \u0026nbsp;To your surprise, it's Gina who speaks this time.\n\n\\\u003e\"Ah-ah-ah! \u0026nbsp;You don't wanna finish up so soon, do you?\"\n\n\\\u003eShe playfully waves a finger at you, winking, then gasps as you return her favor.\n\n\\\u003eYou plunge your hand downwards, fingers probing for her slit. \u0026nbsp;Once you find it, you wink at her as you carefully tease her.\n\n\\\u003eBeverly bites down even harder as Rosie adjusts her glasses.\n\n\\\u003e\"O-ohhh...\"\n\n\\\u003eYou gently plunge your fingers into her, sending her into trembling ecstasy. \u0026nbsp;RGB shudders as if electrocuted, panting and wagging her tail madly.\n\n\\\u003eRosie quietly whispers.\n\n\\\u003e\"D-don't stop.... please....\"\n\n\\\u003eYou happily comply, taking care to drag this out as long as you can, keeping her on the razor's edge.\n\n\\\u003eWhen you feel her climax coming close, you get your payback by pulling your hand away from her.\n\n\\\u003eThree needy whimpers collide in chorus as three sets of eyes plead with you to finish this.\n\n\\\u003eWinking at RGB, you pull Rosie into a passionate kiss. \u0026nbsp;She quietly moans as Gina and Beverly continue to whimper.\n\n\\\u003eThe green head stares at you, heart-pupiled and panting.\n\n\\\u003e\"I-Incog, please...\"\n\n\\\u003eBeverly also stares, almost looking angry.\n\n\\\u003e\"H-hey... don't let HER have all the fun...\"\n\n\\\u003eYou keep kissing the red head for a while, listening to Gina and Bev plead, then decide you've heard enough. \u0026nbsp;You release Rosie, then pull RGB's heads into a four-way kiss.\n\n\\\u003eHer tail thrashes about wildly as all three heads jockey for position. \u0026nbsp;The four of you kiss for a while, until RGB pulls away, panting. \u0026nbsp;Her heads speak in unison.\n\n\\\u003e\"Incog... w-we're ready...\"\n\n\\\u003eYou nod and prepare for her to lay down...\n\n\\\u003eOnly to be caught off guard when the artist pushes you onto your back.\n\n\\\u003eRGB climbs on top of you, chest dragging along your bare body, and lays down. \u0026nbsp;Her eyes stare into yours, burning with passion. \u0026nbsp;She pulls you into one more four-way kiss, then sits up, legs straddling you.\n\n\\\u003eBefore you can react, she positions herself, then plunges down onto your shaft.\n\n\\\u003eThree sharp yelps ring out as you penetrate her, then three smiles appear.\n\n\\\u003eRGB slowly, tenderly rides your length, blushing and moaning from each head.\n\n\\\u003eRosie's glasses fog up slightly from the heat, and her tongue flops from her mouth momentarily. \u0026nbsp;She quickly reels it back in, blushing.\n\n\\\u003eGina blushes almost luminously, staring into your eyes adoringly. \u0026nbsp;She mouths \"I love you\" repeatedly.\n\n\\\u003eBeverly keeps her eyes shut in sheer ecstasy, moaning and panting with wild abandon. \u0026nbsp;A hand you presume is under her control grasps and squeezes one of RGB's breasts.\n\n\\\u003eEventually, with one last plunge, she brings you to your finish. \u0026nbsp;RGB soon lets out a chorus of blissful howls as she herself climaxes.\n\n\\\u003ePulling herself off you, she collapses forward, breasts landing directly on your face. \u0026nbsp;She gently shimmies down a bit, then lays down, resting her chins on your chest.\n\n\\\u003eThe trio of heads sigh happily, staring lovingly into your eyes. \u0026nbsp;You gently wrap your arms around RGB and cuddle her close, running your hands through her smooth fur.\n\n\\\u003eHer tail wags slowly as you do so, and Beverly gently closes her eyes, smiling. \u0026nbsp;RGB gently rolls off of you, then lays on her side next to you, scooting as close as possible.\n\n\\\u003eShe throws a leg over you, then plants three kisses on your cheek. \u0026nbsp;Her heads speak in near-unison.\n\n\\\u003e\"Love you, Incog.\"\n\n\\\u003e\"Love you too, girls.\"\n\n\\\u003eYou scratch each head behind her ears, gently easing into a well-earned sleep. \u0026nbsp;Just as you begin yo doze off, you sneak a discrete handful of one of RGB's breasts, prompting a cry of delight from Beverly.\n\n\\\u003eIt's only moments before you slip off into sleep entirely...\n\n\\\u003e...you awaken to a strange sound.\n\n\\\u003eYou gently open your eyes and look around. \u0026nbsp;RGB isn't beside you anymore.\n\n\\\u003eYou slowly sit up, and freeze when your gaze meets three pairs of eyes, glinting with lewd mischief.\n\n\\\u003eThe Cerberus is knelt at the foot of the bed, each head occasionally, teasingly licking your steadily-stiffening member. Gina blushes madly and averts her eyes from yours.\n\n\\\u003eRosie and Beverly wink suggestively as they cease their act.\n\n\\\u003e\"Morning~ Thought this might wake you up.\"\n\n\\\u003e\"Now Rosie. \u0026nbsp;You know this was Gina's idea~\"\n\n\\\u003eGina chuckles, embrassed, and hides her face.\n\n\\\u003eA little groggy, you yawn and blink a few times.\n\n\\\u003e\"Gina...?\"\n\n\\\u003eShe lets off an embarassed little yip and hides her face more.\n\n\\\u003e\"I-I-I thought y-you'd stay asleep...\"\n\n\\\u003eA smirk crosses your face.\n\n\\\u003e\"Don't let me being awake stop you...\"\n\n\\\u003eHer face barely looks green anymore; it practically glows red as she blushes. \u0026nbsp;Gina giggles... then gently leans forward and tentatively licks you. \u0026nbsp;She collapses into sheepish laughter as RGB retreats.\n\n\\\u003eRosie and Beverly give their sister amused looks as she continues to blush bashfully.\n\n\\\u003e\"I h-hope you liked it, Incog...\"\n\n\\\u003e\"Mhm, I did... let me show you how much I liked it...\"\n\n\\\u003eThe Cerberus slowly climbs onto the bed at your direction; Gina's face grows even redder as your face slowly approaches her nethers...\n\n\\\u003e...after a long session of tracing shapes with your tongue, you let the trembling artist regain her composure.\n\n\\\u003eRGB awkwardly rises and walks over to the closet, then dashes off, outfit in hand. \u0026nbsp;She soon returns, fully dressed.\n\n\\\u003e\"So, uh... w-what are we gonna do today, Incog?\n\n\\\u003e\"Well, I was thinking maybe a quick shower, then maybe grab a bite to eat? \u0026nbsp;Then... we'll see if you three can paint the ocean, if you want. \u0026nbsp;Practice using your new body and all.\"\n\n\\\u003eRosie nods and smiles.\n\n\\\u003e\"Sounds good... we'll cook up some breakfast while you get cleaned up.\"\n\n\\\u003eGina looks alarmed.\n\n\\\u003e\"Rosie, we don't know how to-\"\n\n\\\u003eA hand is gently clapped over Gina's mouth as Rosie chuckles warmly.\n\n\\\u003e\"Don't mind her, heheh. \u0026nbsp;We'll have you something nice cooked up soon.\"\n\n\\\u003eBeverly shoots a glance at her sister, but says nothing. \u0026nbsp;You shrug it off and head to the bathroom.\n\n\\\u003c RGB \\\u003e\n\n\\\u003e...oh boy.\n\n\\\u003eWhy, why, WHY did Rosie say she could cook?\n\n\\\u003ePanic ran through all three of RGB's minds. \u0026nbsp;Not a one of them knew the first thing about cooking.\n\n\\\u003eWhat even would Incog LIKE?\n\n\\\u003eRGB headed to the kitchen and froze, overwhelmed with the task at hand.\n\n\\\u003eGina bit her lip and glanced uneasily at her sisters.\n\n\\\u003e\"...well, what are we gonna do? \u0026nbsp;He'll be expecting SOMETHING.\"\n\n\\\u003eRosie winced.\n\n\\\u003e\"I know, I'm sorry! \u0026nbsp;I just... I just wanted to impress him.\"\n\n\\\u003e\"Well, I guess we'll just have to figure it out...\"\n\n\\\u003eRGB's heads debated quickly what they should do.\n\n\\\u003e\"Cereal. \u0026nbsp;We can't possibly mess that up.\"\n\n\\\u003eGina shook her head.\n\n\\\u003e\"No, no; that's not cooked food, you said we'd cook. Ummm... maybe...\"\n\n\\\u003eBeverly interrupted her sister.\n\n\\\u003e\"What about an artisan style breakfast?\"\n\n\\\u003eThe green head sighed.\n\n\\\u003e\"Bev, we still don't know how to cook. \u0026nbsp;That doesn't help.\"\n\n\\\u003e\"...well let me just look it up.\"\n\n\\\u003eBeverly smiled and closed her eyes... only to frown and open them.\n\n\\\u003e\"Wait. \u0026nbsp;I-I can't do that anymore! \u0026nbsp;Gina, what are we gonna do?\"\n\n\\\u003eThe artist panicked, all three heads whining in despair, when Gina got an idea.\n\n\\\u003e\"Guys... I've got it. \u0026nbsp;We'll just make scrambled eggs.\"\n\n\\\u003eRosie raised an eyebrow.\n\n\\\u003e\"...do you know how to do that?\"\n\n\\\u003e\"...no, but how hard can it be?\"\n\n\\\u003eBeverly cringed at what she was certain would be famous last words...\n\n\\\u003e...minutes later, RGB found herself carefully cracking eggs into a skillet. \u0026nbsp;The first, oh, ten or so didn't go so well, but Gina had a good feeling about this one.\n\n\\\u003eRosie stared down at the task at hand, squinting.\n\n\\\u003e\"Mm... maybe this time we'll get it?\"\n\n\\\u003e\"I'm sure of it!\"\n\n\\\u003eBeverly whined quietly, a frown on her face.\n\n\\\u003e\"It's so... weird, to not be able to look things up anymore. \u0026nbsp;Don't you two think so?\"\n\n\\\u003e\"I mean... I suppose, but I'm not really bothered.\"\n\n\\\u003e\"It's a little weird, but I'm not worried!\"\n\n\\\u003eThe blue head chuckled.\n\n\\\u003e\"Gina, I have to admire how cheery you always are.\"\n\n\\\u003eThe green sister hesitated.\n\n\\\u003e\"...yeah, thanks, Bev.\"\n\n\\\u003eBefore long, Incog's breakfast was done. \u0026nbsp;Err, WELL done. \u0026nbsp;Who would've guessed eggs could get BURNT?\n\n\\\u003eOh well. \u0026nbsp;For a first attempt, RGB felt she did good.\n\n\\\u003eGina smiled at her handiwork... but felt something, deep down, beginning to gnaw at her.\n\n\\\u003eHer cheerfulness... was it her only defining feature?\n\n\\\u003e...she took her thought and buried it in the back of her head, showing no outward signs of concern. \u0026nbsp;RGB poured a fresh glass of milk, then headed off to get Incog.\n\n\\\u003c Incogneato \\\u003e\n\n\\\u003eAs you step out of the shower, RGB dashes into the room, grinning with all three heads. \u0026nbsp;Gina speaks up.\n\n\\\u003e\"Incog, breakfast is all ready!\"\n\n\\\u003e\"Great, I'm on my way.\"\n\n\\\u003eYou follow the artist to the kitchen, where she happily presents a plate...\n\n\\\u003e...covered with the driest scrambled eggs you've ever laid eyes on. \u0026nbsp;Gina glances down at them, and a momentary frown flits across her face, soon to be buried by a smile.\n\n\\\u003e\"It looks... it looks good, RGB. \u0026nbsp;Thank you.\"\n\n\\\u003eRosie adjusts her glasses with an inscrutable expression.\n\n\\\u003e\"...they're... not the best. \u0026nbsp;Sorry.\"\n\n\\\u003e\"Hey, they're fine, really. \u0026nbsp;Thanks.\"\n\n\\\u003eYou sit down and dig in... they're drier than a desert. \u0026nbsp;But... seeing Gina's big green eyes watching you makes you determined to choke down the awful, awful eggs.\n\n\\\u003eYou plaster on a phoney smile and clean your plate. \u0026nbsp;RGB's heads all smile lovingly as you do so, then she hugs you when you finish eating.\n\n\\\u003eAfter thanking RGB again, you head to pack some supplies for your beach painting practice.\n\n\\\u003eAs you do, you discretely wash your mouth out in the bathroom sink. \u0026nbsp;You'll definitely have to properly teach RGB to cook... maybe she'd like that.\n\n\\\u003eLet's see... that should be just about everything? Just need to head out now; should be prime time for observing the beach right now.\n\n\\\u003e...right? \u0026nbsp;You pull out your phone to double check the time. Once you finish with that, you check your email...\n\n\\\u003e...your \"best\" customer is asking for yet another piece with his self-insert. \u0026nbsp;Sigh.\n\n\\\u003eAt least the guy pays well and is flexible on deadlines. \u0026nbsp;You fire off an apology and explain you're on a trip, then stow your phone away.\n\n\\\u003eGrabbing RGB's hand, you set out to the beach with the Cerberus in tow.\n\n\\\u003eIt's early, so thankfully there are very few people out here today. \u0026nbsp;They cast odd glances at you and RGB, but otherwise say nothing.\n\n\\\u003eYou shrug and sit down, pulling out four sketchbooks.\n\n\\\u003e\"Alright, we'll do some sketches first, then paint later. \u0026nbsp;I, uh... I guess you three will have to take turns. Sorry.\"\n\n\\\u003eGina smiles slightly.\n\n\\\u003e\"It's fine, really... I don't mind waiting. \u0026nbsp;Rosie and Bev can go first.\"\n\n\\\u003eThe red head frowns.\n\n\\\u003e\"Are you sure, Gina? \u0026nbsp;Well... alright.\"\n\n\\\u003eAmazingly, Rosie and Beverly each use of RGB's hands to sketch, managing to draw two different interpretations of the scene simultaneously. You start sketching as well, feeling a bit inadequate.\n\n\\\u003eMeanwhile, Gina stares off over the ocean, hat blowing in the wind slightly. \u0026nbsp;She sighs happily and enjoys the sea breeze, eyes shut and a smile on her face.\n\n\\\u003eSeeing Gina's smile warms your heart. \u0026nbsp;You gently lean forward and plant a kiss on her cheek, prompting her smile to widen a bit.\n\n\\\u003eBack to that sketch...\n\n\\\u003eYou quickly draw up the beach, then add in two very important figures...\u0026nbsp;\n\n\\\u003eYourself, sitting in the sand and staring off into the sunset, and RGB, her hand clasped in yours.\n\n\\\u003eYou focus on making the image as beautiful as possible for a sketch. \u0026nbsp;You really want to capture the majesty of the ocean.\n\n\\\u003eThat, and the beauty of your companion. \u0026nbsp;You even draw Gina's hat and Rosie's glasses, taking care to capture their correct shapes.\n\n\\\u003eBefore long, you have a complete sketch. \u0026nbsp;You show it off to RGB, and are immediately met with a chorus of AWWWWs and thank yous.\n\n\\\u003eYou glance down at the Cerberus's works in progress...\n\n\\\u003eRosie has excised people altogther from her sketch, only the waves and the shore remain. \u0026nbsp;She's taken a lot of care to perfectly capture the shape of the beach itself... you couldn't mistake this for any other view. \u0026nbsp;That said... it's still a bit off and wonky. \u0026nbsp;You suppose she's still getting used to physical drawing.\n\n\\\u003eBeverly's sketch is, surprisingly, a fantasy piece. \u0026nbsp;A massive, balloon-like jellyfish bobs lazily over a sea stuffed with strange fish. \u0026nbsp;The beach itself is nowhere to be seen, Bev's odd creatures being the only elements of focus.\n\n\\\u003eShe blushes a bit and averts her eyes from yours.\n\n\\\u003e\"...I know, I should be practicing on drawing the beach. \u0026nbsp;Sorry.\"\n\n\\\u003e\"Hey, I like it. Just glad you're inspired to draw something at all. \u0026nbsp;Keep it up.\"\n\n\\\u003eYou gently pat the blue head between her ears, and she smiles warmly, glancing down at her sketch proudly.\n\n\\\u003eYou turn to Gina, who's thoughtfully gazing out across the water.\n\n\\\u003e\"Ready for your turn, Gina?\"\n\n\\\u003e\"Hmm..? \u0026nbsp;O-oh, yes, sorry. \u0026nbsp;Got wrapped up in the scenery!\"\n\n\\\u003eShe grins sheepishly before setting in on a sketch of her own.\u0026nbsp;\n\n\\\u003eTo your surprise, her sketch takes on a piratical theme, with a crew of buccaneers taking on a massive Kraken.\n\n\\\u003eAt the wheel of the ship is a familiar, three-headed figure, a massive tricorn perched atop her green scalp. \u0026nbsp;Captain RGB bears three grimaces of determination as she points a flintlock at the Kraken.\n\n\\\u003eMeanwhile, a sailor eerily resembling you mans a cannon, aiming the weapon right at the beast's eye.\n\n\\\u003eThe ship's masthead also bears RGB's trio of visages, as well as a more mermaid-like design.\n\n\\\u003eGina blushes a bit as she shows off her work.\n\n\\\u003e\"I-I... wanted to try something new.\"\n\n\\\u003e\"It's... wow. \u0026nbsp;I like it. \u0026nbsp;You've all made some really nice sketches. \u0026nbsp;Great work RGB!\"\n\n\\\u003eYou hug the Cerberus, and end up with three smooches planted on your face simultaneously.\n\n\\\u003eYou sigh happily and look over the sea.\n\n\\\u003e\"Do you wanna go swimming again?\"\n\n\\\u003eRGB shakes her heads.\n\n\\\u003e\"No thanks... I wanna get back to the cabin and work on this landscape a bit.\"\n\n\\\u003e\"Mm, not today. \u0026nbsp;I really want to add more to this pirate ship.\"\n\n\\\u003e\"Sorry, Incog; I'd rather work on my aquarium of oddities.\"\n\n\\\u003e\"Hey, that's fine, you three. \u0026nbsp;We'll head on back and get sketching some more. \u0026nbsp;Maybe we'll actually do some painting too?\"\n\n\\\u003eYou glance out at the horizon again.\n\n\\\u003e\"Isn't it beautiful today, RGB? \u0026nbsp;I can only imagine how it must feel to you...\"\n\n\\\u003eHer heads smile warmly as Beverly speaks.\n\n\\\u003e\"Incog, it's unreal. \u0026nbsp;To go from a massive collection of code to a real, feeling person... it's just... I can't describe it. \u0026nbsp;To be here, with you, looking out over something we spent most of our life looking at as a still image... it's amazing. \u0026nbsp;Thank you, thank you so much.\"\n\n\\\u003e\"It's nothing, really. \u0026nbsp;Is there anything in particular you wanna experience firsthand?\"\n\n\\\u003eRGB puts a hand to Rosie's chin.\n\n\\\u003e\"...perhaps some musical performances would be nice. \u0026nbsp;It'd also be nice to see more inspirational places like this beach.\"\n\n\\\u003eGina and Beverly nod and mutter in agreement.\n\n\\\u003eThe green head blushes a little.\n\n\\\u003e\"...maybe you could teach us how to cook sometime...?\"\n\n\\\u003eYou chuckle and rub her head playfully.\n\n\\\u003e\"Sure, I can do that.\"\n\n\\\u003eYou turn to Beverly expectantly, and RGB shrugs.\n\n\\\u003e\"Honestly? \u0026nbsp;Anything we do is going to be amazing for me. \u0026nbsp;I'm just along for the ride.\"\n\n\\\u003eShe grins happily.\n\n\\\u003eWith that, you gather your things and head off back to the cabin.\n\n\\\u003eOnce you step inside, you suddenly remember something. \u0026nbsp;You scoff and slap a palm against your forehead.\n\n\\\u003e\"Wait, duh. \u0026nbsp;We only had the cabin for the night. \u0026nbsp;Guess we'll work on the painting back at home. \u0026nbsp;Let's get packing, eh?\"\n\n\\\u003eRGB nods all three heads, then sets in to packing her things. \u0026nbsp;Between the two of you, it doesn't take long to get ready to head out.\n\n\\\u003eSuitcase in hand, you stroll out the door, hand in hand with the Cerberus. \u0026nbsp;You lock the door behind you, then losd up into the car.\n\n\\\u003eYou quickly return the key to the rental place, then start driving home.\n\n\\\u003eRGB chatters amongst herself about the trip happily.\n\n\\\u003e\"I'm still impressed with how beautiful the sea was.\"\n\n\\\u003e\"Did you see my sketch? \u0026nbsp;I think that trip did me some good!\"\n\n\\\u003e\"Hmm... wonder if I could add some gulls to my sketch...?\"\n\n\\\u003eAs the heads jabber, you turn the car radio on. \u0026nbsp;A news report flares to life.\n\n\\\u003e\"-other news, local soda company launches a nationwide sweepstakes. \u0026nbsp;Anyone can enter, one will win. \u0026nbsp;Here's a word from the company in question.\"\n\n\\\u003eThe signal drops for a while, only to pick back up with a woman's voice speaking.\n\n\\\u003e\"-ake and skate with FIZZ-EEZE!\"\n\n\\\u003eThe commercial fades out with the crack and fizz of a soda can opening, then you lose the signal entirely. \u0026nbsp;Bah, the perils of taking the scenic route.\n\n\\\u003eOh well. \u0026nbsp;The sights are worth it. \u0026nbsp;You turn the useless radio off and just listen to RGB talk.\n\n\\\u003eAs you do, a devilish idea forms in your head...\n\n\\\u003eFor a couple of months now, there's been an abandoned house just outside of town, at the foot of a hill. \u0026nbsp;People swear the man who lived there, apparently a prominent consultant in the astronomy field, just... vanished one day.\n\n\\\u003eThey say you can hear a voice in there, speaking a language man cannot understand...\n\n\\\u003eYou bet you could spook the artists real good with a trip to the ghost house.\n\n\\\u003eYou casually make your way there, slowing to a stop in the house's driveway. \u0026nbsp;RGB goes silent, only for Gina to speak.\n\n\\\u003e\"Uh... Incog, this isn't your house...\"\n\n\\\u003e\"I know. \u0026nbsp;We're making a little detour.\"\n\n\\\u003eWith expressions ranging from curiosity to concern, RGB carefully climbs out of the car, eyeing the abandoned house pensively.\n\n\\\u003eYou eagerly head towards the house, but RGB hesitates.\n\n\\\u003e\"...\"\n\n\\\u003e\"C'mon, girls! \u0026nbsp;What's wrong, scared?\"\n\n\\\u003eGina nods, but Rosie glares.\n\n\\\u003e\"HEY. \u0026nbsp;I'm not afraid of some empty house.\"\n\n\\\u003eRGB runs up to the door, playfully shoving you aside on the way, and grabs the doorknob.\n\n\\\u003e\"...it's unlocked...\"\n\n\\\u003eShe opens the door, and the two of you enter.\n\n\\\u003eThe entire house is silent. \u0026nbsp;Everything is coated in inches of dust. \u0026nbsp;A clock quietly whiles away the seconds, unaware that nobody is around to check it anymore.\n\n\\\u003eAll manner of astronomical paraphernalia remains on display. \u0026nbsp;Star maps, models of planets...\n\n\\\u003eEverything looks... remarkably normal. \u0026nbsp;As if the owner just willingly packed up and left one day. \u0026nbsp;The only oddity is a few stray, purple hairs on the sofa.\n\n\\\u003e...did the owner dye his hair, or...?\n\n\\\u003eGina looks uneasy.\n\n\\\u003e\"...\"\n\n\\\u003eYou gently take her hand as you explore. \u0026nbsp;Everything bizarrely seems untouched. \u0026nbsp;You'd have thought looters would've come here by now.\n\n\\\u003eYou idly scan the room, seeing nothing but dusty furniture.\u0026nbsp;\n\n\\\u003eYou pass by a mirror, and see something out of the corner of your eyes. \u0026nbsp;You freeze and look towards it...\n\n\\\u003e...just your reflection. \u0026nbsp;RGB's own reflection is also there. \u0026nbsp;The mirrored Beverly winks a blue eye at you, and you grin. \u0026nbsp;With that, you continue walking.\n\n\\\u003e...it's almost maddeningly silent in here. \u0026nbsp;You decide to break the quiet, oppressive aura by telling RGB about the story behind this place.\n\n\\\u003eHer heads listen in awe, ears perked up high. \u0026nbsp;Gina trembles slightly, while Rosie looks skeptical and Beverly simply looks interested.\n\n\\\u003eIn the light from your phone, RGB's shadow looms massive, ears twitching with every word you speak. Seeing the inky black form gives you a vaguely unsettled feel, for some reason...\n\n\\\u003eYou finish the story, and your companion nods, muttering to herselves about how it can't be true.\n\n\\\u003eShaking off your dread, you search the other rooms.\n\n\\\u003eThe kitchen is clean, the only things left behind being an empty mint ice cream container and a roll of plastic wrap, both in the trash.\n\n\\\u003eOne bedroom is extremely clean, the other's mattress is positively coated in purple hair. \u0026nbsp;A faded t-shirt hangs limply over a nearby chair. \u0026nbsp;It almost looks stretched out a tad.\n\n\\\u003eA small sheet of paper bears an unintelligible phrase repeated over and over, along with several frustrated scribbles. \u0026nbsp;A PC sits forlornly on a desk, unpowered.\n\n\\\u003eYou keep walking, discretely listening for the legendary voice. \u0026nbsp;You idly wonder if it really DOES exist...\n\n\\\u003eA few hours pass.\n\n\\\u003eSearching the rest of the house turned up nothing more than more of that purple hair. \u0026nbsp;You'd be lying if you said you weren't disappointed.\n\n\\\u003eIt's actually starting to get late now...\n\n\\\u003eYou and RGB head home, then quickly prepare for bed. \u0026nbsp;By the time you get ready, she's already in her silk pajamas, laying down.\n\n\\\u003e\"Goodnight, Incog!\"\n\n\\\u003e\"Goodnight, RGB...\"\n\n\\\u003eWith that, RGB throws her arms around you, and you fall asleep, cradled next to the Cerberus you love so dearly.\n\n\\\u003c RGB \\\u003e\u0026nbsp;\n\n\\\u003eWhile Rosie and Beverly slept, one of RGB's heads found it inpossible to get any rest.\n\n\\\u003eGina lay awake, whimpering quietly to herself.\n\n\\\u003eHow could she be so useless? \u0026nbsp;Rosie was such a helpful critic. \u0026nbsp;Beverly was so smart...\n\n\\\u003eBut what did Gina even offer? \u0026nbsp;A pretty face?\n\n\\\u003eTears filled her eyes as she thought more about it.\n\n\\\u003eShe was sure Incog was indifferent to her at best; why would he love her? \u0026nbsp;Compared to her sisters, she was nothing.\n\n\\\u003eIncog only tolerated her because she was between the two he really loved.\n\n\\\u003e...she sighed and swallowed her sadness.\n\n\\\u003eTomorrow would be busy. \u0026nbsp;She'd need some rest.\n\n\\\u003eGina closed her eyes and slipped off into fitful sleep.\n\n\\\u003eIn her dreams, she was there again. \u0026nbsp;LeCoyle Labs.\n\n\\\u003eShe remembered how cold it was. \u0026nbsp;How quiet. \u0026nbsp;The grey figure silently distributed RGB into countless copies, each one separate yet with memories of the original.\n\n\\\u003eFor what purpose they did this, Gina could not remember.\n\n\\\u003eHer dream ground to a halt as she felt another wave of despair wash over her.\n\n\\\u003eGina slept the rest of the night, haunted by her thoughts, unable to enjoy her dreams...\n\n\\\u003c Incog \\\u003e\n\n\\\u003eYou awaken in the morning next to RGB, who's still fast asleep. \u0026nbsp;Gina frowns and whimpers quietly, but stops when you gently scratch her ears.\n\n\\\u003eYou dreamt about nothing particularly interesting. \u0026nbsp;Just yourself, chatting nonsensically to RGB.\n\n\\\u003eYou lay still for a while, enjoying RGB's warmth and softness...\n\n\\\u003e...eventually though, you decide it's time to wake up.\n\n\\\u003eYou plant kisses on each of her snouts, drawing blushing smiles from all three heads as their eyes flutter awake.\n\n\\\u003e\"Morning, girls.\"\n\n\\\u003e\"Good morning.\"\n\n\\\u003eRosie and Beverly smile, and Gina follows suit after a short hesitation.\n\n\\\u003e...\n\n\\\u003e\"Gina, is something bothering you? \u0026nbsp;You were whimpering in your sleep earlier.\"\n\n\\\u003eShe flinches, and immediately grins widely.\n\n\\\u003e\"N-nope! \u0026nbsp;Just a bad dream is all, heehee.\"\n\n\\\u003e\"Are you sure? \u0026nbsp;You can tell me the truth.\"\n\n\\\u003e\"...yep, nothing wrong here, Incog.\"\n\n\\\u003e\"Well, just so you know, I'm always open to listen. \u0026nbsp;I love you three, so don't be afraid to open up.\"\n\n\\\u003eShe hesitates.\n\n\\\u003e\"...Thank you, Incog, but I'm fine, really. \u0026nbsp;Just had a bad dream that I ran out of paint in the middle of making a masterpiece, is all.\"\n\n\\\u003eYou shrug it off and dole out another round of kisses.\n\n\\\u003e...however, you still don't feel like Gina's being entirely honest with you.\n\n\\\u003e\"Gina, I hope you know I truly mean it: you can tell me anything that's bothering you.\"\n\n\\\u003e\"I know; nothing's wrong, though. \u0026nbsp;I'm fine.\"\n\n\\\u003e...\n\n\\\u003eYou gently rub her ears, prompting her to smile and close her green eyes happily. \u0026nbsp;\n\n\\\u003e\"Tell me the truth, Gina; you're a bad liar.\"\n\n\\\u003eShe shakes her head, and you rub harder. \u0026nbsp;Her tongue pokes out playfully in response.\n\n\\\u003eYou repeat your question multiple times, never getting a straight answer. \u0026nbsp;You eventually relent, and let go of her head.\n\n\\\u003eGina sighs happily.\n\n\\\u003e\"Thanks for the ear rubs, Incog! \u0026nbsp;I just wish I knew why you cared so much about my feelings.\"\n\n\\\u003e\"Because I love you.\"\n\n\\\u003eShe suddenly bursts into rather more harsh laughter than usual.\n\n\\\u003e\"Why?\"\n\n\\\u003eShe gasps and claps a hand over her mouth.\n\n\\\u003e\"...what do you mean, why?\"\n\n\\\u003eGina grimaces and moves her hand.\n\n\\\u003e\"...why do you love me, when I have nothing to offer you? \u0026nbsp;I'm useless compared to Rosie and Beverly, I don't deserve your time.\"\n\n\\\u003eGina's smile finally dies altogether.\n\n\\\u003eYou hug RGB close, kissing Gina on the cheeks.\n\n\\\u003e\"Gina, love isn't about what you can 'offer' me. \u0026nbsp;You're not a soulless machine that exists for one purpose; you're a person. \u0026nbsp;A beautiful, kindhearted, bubbly person who sees the bright side of everything. \u0026nbsp;The fact that you'd be there to listen to me and be positive is enough for me. I love you for you, Gina, not for what you can 'do.'\"\n\n\\\u003eShe smiles vacantly.\n\n\\\u003e\"It's fine, Incog, you don't have to lie to me. \u0026nbsp;I'm just the face. \u0026nbsp;The cute one. \u0026nbsp;Rosie has her critical side, Beverly has her smarts and flirtiness. \u0026nbsp;I just smile and nod. \u0026nbsp;That's what I'm supposed to do. \u0026nbsp;Rosie handles the art in general, Beverly handles animation; I just exist. \u0026nbsp;I'm the menu between you and the two actually useful modules of CerberArt. \u0026nbsp;B-but it's fine, really; you don't have to pretend you love me just because I'm part of RGB.\"\n\n\\\u003eShe sniffles, and you pull her closer.\n\n\\\u003e\"Gina, please. \u0026nbsp;Who was the first head to greet me? \u0026nbsp;If you hadn't been so sweet and charming, we never would have gotten to know each other. \u0026nbsp;Gina, I really do love all three of you. \u0026nbsp;You are worth more than you give yourself credit for. \u0026nbsp;You're not bound to that program anymore. \u0026nbsp;You are not just a menu; you are a woman, a living being in your own right. \u0026nbsp;You are Gina, and I love you for that the same way I love Rosie and Bev for being themselves. \u0026nbsp;I don't base my love on your features, I base it on YOU.\"\n\n\\\u003eShe smiles tearfully and buries her face in your chest, sniffling.\n\n\\\u003eYou let her weep for a while as Bev and Rosie also shed some tears. \u0026nbsp;Gently, you pat her head in an attempt to comfort her.\n\n\\\u003eGina mutters quietly through muffled sobs.\n\n\\\u003e\"Why... so nice to me?\"\n\n\\\u003eYou pull her head closer to your chest, stroking her ears now.\n\n\\\u003e\"Because, like I said, I love you.\"\n\n\\\u003e\"Mmf... I still don't do anything...\"\n\n\\\u003e\"So what? \u0026nbsp;Start a project, make something you can be proud of. \u0026nbsp;Do something that makes you happy.\"\n\n\\\u003eShe continues to cry, not saying anything more for several minutes.\n\n\\\u003e\"....l-like what?\"\n\n\\\u003e\"That's up to you. \u0026nbsp;What do you want to do, Gina?\"\n\n\\\u003eYou feel her tense up.\n\n\\\u003e\"...I... I don't know. \u0026nbsp;I'm not good at anything...\"\n\n\\\u003e\"Hush, you. \u0026nbsp;You're good at art.\"\n\n\\\u003eShe pulls away from you, despair on her face.\n\n\\\u003e\"I am no-\"\n\n\\\u003eYou cut her off with a smooch. \u0026nbsp;Her expression relaxes considerably, her ears drooping. \u0026nbsp;When you release her, she smiles.\n\n\\\u003e\"...thanks, Incog.\"\n\n\\\u003e\"It's no problem. \u0026nbsp;Is there anything else on your mind?\"\n\n\\\u003e\"N-no... I think I'm alright now. \u0026nbsp;I just... need something to work on.\"\n\n\\\u003eShe sighs and rubs her temples.\n\n\\\u003e\"...I'm sorry for breaking down on you there. \u0026nbsp;All this... life stuff is so new. \u0026nbsp;It's not like it was back in CerberArt...\"\n\n\\\u003e\"I'm sure it's weird.\"\n\n\\\u003e\"You have no idea. \u0026nbsp;We used to be tied into the internet... into databases... all that knowledge is just gone now. \u0026nbsp;Imagine... waking up from a nap, feeling better than you've ever felt... but you realize you can't remember half the things you used to know. \u0026nbsp;What's worse, you KNOW you don't remember. \u0026nbsp;It's all so weird, Incog.\"\n\n\\\u003eYou hug RGB once more, wiping the tears from all three sets of eyes.\n\n\\\u003eGina sighs again and puts on a tiny smile.\n\n\\\u003e\"I guess I could maybe... paint us? \u0026nbsp;A painting of you and us... Incog and RGB. \u0026nbsp;I could call it... Painted Love.\"\n\n\\\u003e\"There you go! \u0026nbsp;Just needed something to do.\"\n\n\\\u003e\"I think... I'll get started later today...\"\n\n\\\u003eGina bursts into tears again, still stressed. \u0026nbsp;You hold RGB close.\n\n\\\u003eAfter well over an hour, RGB finally regains composure. \u0026nbsp;Bleary eyed, she smiles at you with all three heads.\n\n\\\u003e\"Thank you, Incog. \u0026nbsp;We love you. \u0026nbsp;We love you so much; never forget that.\"\n\n\\\u003eShe hugs you once more.\n\n\\\u003eRGB cuddles close to you, still sniffling occasionally. \u0026nbsp;Her body is still tense, trembling slightly from stress.\n\n\\\u003e\"RGB... why don't we do some sketching to unwind?\"\n\n\\\u003eThree nods leads you to head over to your desk with the Cerberus in tow.\n\n\\\u003eYou pull out three sketchbooks: Rosie's, Gina's, and Beverly's. \u0026nbsp;RGB opens up Bev's book, and the blue head grins before clapping it shut with a faint blush.\n\n\\\u003e\"...what was that all about, Bev?\"\n\n\\\u003e\"H-huh? \u0026nbsp;Nothing, nothing, heheh...\"\n\n\\\u003eRosie and Gina seem to be in charge of RGB's hands first. \u0026nbsp;The red head sketches up a nice, simple woodland scene, with careful attention to the trees and foliage. \u0026nbsp;Her sister starts off sketching an adventurous looking scene set in some ruins, but glances at you, flips the page, and scribbles a smiling rabbit. \u0026nbsp;Gina smiles at you warmly.\n\n\\\u003eBeverly soon takes charge of a hand, moving her sketchbook where you cannot see it. After a lengthy period of time, she presents a twisted, botanical monster.\n\n\\\u003eThe creature looks to be made of gnarled roots, with a lumpy, malformed stump for a head.\n\n\\\u003eBeverly sighs happily.\n\n\\\u003e\"Incog... I think I may have broken out of my block. \u0026nbsp;I just needed something new. \u0026nbsp;I like making these creatures. \u0026nbsp;Back when we were AIs, we didn't really HAVE imaginations, you know... it's nice to be able yo create something fresh rather than following procedural code.\"\n\n\\\u003e\"I'm happy for you; glad you found something that works.\"\n\n\\\u003eBeverly finishes up a few details on her sketch, then closes her book with a nod.\n\n\\\u003eYou smile at Gina and open her book up to the unfinished ruins sketch she began.\n\n\\\u003e\"Why not finish this, Gina? \u0026nbsp;Show me what you can do!\"\n\n\\\u003eShe blushes a bit, putting pencil to paper... then her smile widens a little. \u0026nbsp;She turns the page and draws another cutesy animal, nodding and closing the sketchbook.\n\n\\\u003e\"...Gina? \u0026nbsp;Something the matter?\"\n\n\\\u003e\"Hm? No, no... I just... animals are what I'm good at. \u0026nbsp;No point in trying to break that mold.\"\n\n\\\u003e\"Now that's just silly. \u0026nbsp;You drew that great pirate ship scene at the beach, I'd love to see you finish this one. \u0026nbsp;Come on, it'll be fun.\"\n\n\\\u003eShe hesitates, but slowly opens the book and gets to work. \u0026nbsp;A more genuine smile slowly creeps across her face until she's her cheerful self again.\n\n\\\u003eOnce she's done, she happily presents a scene of a man in what seems to be a pyramid, being pursued by a large mummy.\n\n\\\u003eShe blushes and averts her eyes from you.\n\n\\\u003e\"...I know it isn't cute or anything. \u0026nbsp;Sorry.\"\n\n\\\u003e\"Sorry for what? \u0026nbsp;It looks nice, Gina. \u0026nbsp;Good work.\"\n\n\\\u003eYou kiss her on the cheek and scratch her ears, drawing a bashful smile from the green head.\n\n\\\u003e\"Alright Rosie, your turn.\"\n\n\\\u003eShe smiles and adjusts her glasses.\n\n\\\u003e\"Actually, I'm pretty happy with what I've got. \u0026nbsp;I realized that by just taking in the details of everything around me, I can get art out of anything. \u0026nbsp;Incog... reality is just so beautiful. \u0026nbsp;Thank you so much for taking us out there, into the real world.\"\n\n\\\u003e\"It's no problem. \u0026nbsp;I love you three, I'd do anything for you. \u0026nbsp;I'm just glad you're all happy. \u0026nbsp;Gina? \u0026nbsp;Bev? \u0026nbsp;Are you two happy too?\"\n\n\\\u003eBeverly nods eagerly, as does Gina after a short pause.\n\n\\\u003eOh boy.\n\n\\\u003e\"...Gina, is something still bothering you?\"\n\n\\\u003e\"Huh? \u0026nbsp;No, not this time, I promise.\"\n\n\\\u003e\"Well, alright...\"\n\n\\\u003e\"I may make one more sketch though, I'm still a little frazzled.\"\n\n\\\u003e\"Go right ahead.\"\n\n\\\u003eShe opens her book and sketches a familiar face... You. \u0026nbsp;Gina draws you, then sets in to drawing RGB herself.\n\n\\\u003eShe captures Rosie's confident smile and elegant glasses, then moves on to Bev's cool, collected grin.\n\n\\\u003eOnce they're drawn, she nods and sets her pencil down.\n\n\\\u003e\"Done. \u0026nbsp;What do you think?\"\n\n\\\u003e\"It's nice, but... done? \u0026nbsp;You only drew Rosie and Bev.\"\n\n\\\u003eGina smiles warmly, but her eyes seem a little vacant.\n\n\\\u003e\"It's finished if you ask me; nothing important is missing, Incog.\"\n\n\\\u003eYou pull RGB close and kiss Gina. \u0026nbsp;Her hollow smile doesn't change.\n\n\\\u003e\"Gina, don't say those things. \u0026nbsp;I love you, remember?\"\n\n\\\u003e\"Ha... so you say, anyway. \u0026nbsp;Incog, it's okay, I understand. \u0026nbsp;It's obvious to me what's going on here.\"\n\n\\\u003e\"What do you think is going on?\"\n\n\\\u003e\"You're tying to lie to me so I feel better. \u0026nbsp;I appreciate it, I really do, and I love you... but I know you don't really love me. \u0026nbsp;How could you? There's nothing TO love but a smile and a fixation on cute animals. \u0026nbsp;It's okay though. \u0026nbsp;I'm fine with just being attached to the people you actually love.\"\n\n\\\u003eHer smile doesn't fade, but Gina starts to cry. \u0026nbsp;You kiss her again.\n\n\\\u003e\"Gina... I'm not lying to you. \u0026nbsp;I love you, just as much as I love Rosie and Bev.\"\n\n\\\u003e\"...how?\"\n\n\\\u003e\"Because you're a nice person. \u0026nbsp;Because you have a beautiful smile. \u0026nbsp;You make me happy just by being here. \u0026nbsp;You've branched out beyond cute animals to adventurous scenes. \u0026nbsp;Gina, there's more to you than a cute smile. \u0026nbsp;You just don't realize it. \u0026nbsp;Behind that smile is someone I love deeply. \u0026nbsp;You just have to believe me... and believe in yourself.\"\n\n\\\u003e\"...\"\n\n\\\u003eGina sighs deeply, leaning forward to rest her chin atop your head.\n\n\\\u003e\"Incog... you're so sweet. \u0026nbsp;You're too nice to me... to us, RGB. \u0026nbsp;I love you, I love you so much. \u0026nbsp;Thank you for believing in me... for... for loving me too...\"\n\n\\\u003eBeverly and Rosie tear up, consoling their sister as best they can. \u0026nbsp;Eventually, Gina calms down, eyes losing their worrying emptiness.\n\n\\\u003eA small, but genuine, smile crosses her face as she wipes her tears. \u0026nbsp;RGB pulls you into the tightest hug you've ever experienced.\n\n\\\u003eAs the Cerberus embraces you tightly, you lean in closer to the melancholy Gina. \u0026nbsp;You gently kiss her neck, whispering into her ears.\n\n\\\u003e\"i love you, gina, never doubt that, ever.\"\n\n\\\u003eMore tears flow from her green eyes as she kisses you repeatedly, silent except for the occasional sniffle. \u0026nbsp;Rosie and Beverly smile tearfully, gently cooing words of encouragement to their sister.\n\n\\\u003eGina takes a deep breath before speaking.\n\n\\\u003e\"Incog... thank you. \u0026nbsp;From the bottom of my... heart.\"\n\n\\\u003e\"Feeling better?\"\n\n\\\u003eShe hesitates, then nods.\n\n\\\u003e\"Yes. \u0026nbsp;It's just... I'm still not used to this. \u0026nbsp;This... reality thing. \u0026nbsp;I always assumed that once I was no use, you wouldn't love me any more...\"\n\n\\\u003e\"Well, forget about that. \u0026nbsp;I love you no matter what.\"\n\n\\\u003eShe starts to say something else, and you slience her with a smooch on the tip of her snout. \u0026nbsp;Gina's green irises go heart-shaped, and she sighs happily.\n\n\\\u003eTo avoid leaving anyone out, you give Bev and Rosie the same treatment. \u0026nbsp;RGB hugs you even tighter, then Gina yawns cutely.\n\n\\\u003e\"Mm. \u0026nbsp;It's been a long day... why don't we all hit the hay?\"\n\n\\\u003eWith that, the two (four? \u0026nbsp;Man, you should really sort that out with RGB sometime...) of you get ready for bed.\n\n\\\u003eOnce in bed, you cuddle up as close to RGB as possible, taking care to show Gina extra affections.\n\n\\\u003e\"Goodnight Gina. \u0026nbsp;Goodnight Bev. \u0026nbsp;Goodnight Rosie.\"\n\n\\\u003eRGB yawns, then speaks in unison.\n\n\\\u003e\"Goodnight Incog.\"\n\n\\\u003eGina whispers.\n\n\\\u003e\"thank you for everything. \u0026nbsp;i love you more than you'll ever know.\"\n\n\\\u003eWith that, the green head drifts off to sleep, as do her sisters, with you following shortly.\n\n\\\u003c Gina \\\u003e\n\n\\\u003eIn her dreams, she still had doubts.\n\n\\\u003eShe still feared that she wasn't good enough.\n\n\\\u003eBut... tonight was different.\n\n\\\u003eIncog... Rosie... Beverly...\n\n\\\u003eAll three of them gave her words of love and encouragement. \u0026nbsp;Though she still had some self doubt, she knew one thing:\n\n\\\u003eIncog and her sisters loved her, truly.\n\n\\\u003eKnowing that made things a lot easier.\n\n\\\u003c Incog \\\u003e\n\n\\\u003eYou awaken with Gina's face buried in your neck. \u0026nbsp;She snores quietly, occasionally muttering incoherently and smooching you in her sleep.\n\n\\\u003eRosie and Beverly also snore, though Bev's eyes soon flutter open with a yawn. \u0026nbsp;She smiles drowsily and whispers so as to avoid waking her sisters.\n\n\\\u003e\"mm... morning, incog.\"\n\n\\\u003e\"morning.\"\n\n\\\u003e\"what are we gonna do today?\"\n\n\\\u003e\"let's just take it easy today.\"\n\n\\\u003e\"agreed.\"\n\n\\\u003eBeverly yawns, then RGB reaches up and gently pokes her red and green heads on their noses. \u0026nbsp;Rosie and Gina wake up with a start.\n\n\\\u003e\"H-huh? \u0026nbsp;Oh. \u0026nbsp;Morning.\"\n\n\\\u003e\"Morning, Incog!\"\n\n\\\u003eFor the first time in a while, Gina seems to be her normal, bubbly self, no lurking sadness in her eyes.\n\n\\\u003e\"Morning, gals. \u0026nbsp;I think we should just have a day to decompress after everything that happened yesterday.\"\n\n\\\u003eRosie nods.\n\n\\\u003e\"Sounds great. \u0026nbsp;Let us go get cleaned up, and we'll just kick back around the house today.\"\n\n\\\u003eRGB ducks into your bathroom, leaving you to get dressed alone. \u0026nbsp;Your eyes fall on RGB's sketchbooks as you change...\n\n\\\u003e...you're very tempted to open up Beverly's and see that sketch she's been hiding, but you don't want to upset her.\n\n\\\u003eGood call, as RGB steps out of the bathroom almost as soon as you started considering it. \u0026nbsp;...can't hurt to ask, though.\n\n\\\u003e\"Hey Bev... what's that sketch you've been keeping under wraps?\"\n\n\\\u003eShe immediately blushes.\n\n\\\u003e\"H-huh? \u0026nbsp;Don't worry about it, h-heh... it's not done yet, anyway.\"\n\n\\\u003e\"Alright, if you insist.\"\n\n\\\u003eYou shrug and make your way to the living room. \u0026nbsp;The TV is still on from yesterday, showing the local news.\n\n\\\u003e\"...and in other news, local dog rescued from a sinkhole in the park. \u0026nbsp;Bystanders amazed. \u0026nbsp;When we come back, we'll talk about the upcoming local artist's showcase at the museum.\"\n\n\\\u003e...the what?\n\n\\\u003e\"Hey RGB, come check this out!\"\n\n\\\u003eThe Cerberus sprints into the room and flops ont the couch beside you. \u0026nbsp;Gina gives you a quick peck on the cheek.\n\n\\\u003e\"What is it?\"\n\n\\\u003e\"Watch.\"\n\n\\\u003eThe commercial break is mercifully short, and it isn't long before the newscast resumes.\n\n\\\u003e\"In a very promising initiative, our town's art museum is launching a local artist's showcase; local artists are encouraged to submit their pieces soon, and all are welcome to send in their works.\"\n\n\\\u003eRGB's eyes light up, her jaws drop.\n\n\\\u003e\"Incog... do you know what this means?! \u0026nbsp;WE CAN BE IN A MUSEUM!\"\n\n\\\u003eYour three-headed housemate pulls you into a back-breaking hug, smiling happily.\n\n\\\u003eThen, she frowns.\n\n\\\u003e\"...but... what should we send in?\"\n\n\\\u003eRosie, Gina, and Beverly mutter and debate quietly amongst themselves.\n\n\\\u003e\"There's my landscapes... but, Gina's action scenes and Bev's monsters...\"\n\n\\\u003e\"I have my pirate ship... but it's no beautiful seaside view or amazing creature...\"\n\n\\\u003e\"We could send in one of my ghouls... but I'd say something like one of your forests or one of your scenes would be more popular...\"\n\n\\\u003eEventually, RGB turns to you with a shrug.\n\n\\\u003e\"What do YOU think we should do, Incog?\"\n\n\\\u003e\"Well... what if the three of you did a collab? \u0026nbsp;Rosie does the backdrop, Gina handles the scene at large, and Bev drops some characters of her own design in.\"\n\n\\\u003eThe three heads share meaningful glances, then smile and nod.\n\n\\\u003e\"Yeah... yeah! \u0026nbsp;I like that, Incog; Rosie, Bev?\"\n\n\\\u003e\"Sounds good to me. \u0026nbsp;What kind of backdrop are you two thinking?\"\n\n\\\u003e\"Hmm. \u0026nbsp;What if we did something like the city? \u0026nbsp;It'd be fun to put some of my monsters in a setting like that...\"\n\n\\\u003e\"Ooh! \u0026nbsp;That sounds great; I could set it up so they're having a block party!\"\n\n\\\u003eRGB excitedly spitballs ideas amongst her heads before finally settling on a plan. \u0026nbsp;Almost immediately, she springs up and sets to work on a blank page.\n\n\\\u003eRosie begins inking up a beautiful cityscape, with highrises jutting up into the sky, birds circling their pinnacles. \u0026nbsp;It's clearly a fictional town, but the influence of your hometown is undeniable. \u0026nbsp;That'll definitely earn some local color points with the museum staff...\n\n\\\u003eGina and Beverly quietly hum a little tune as their sister sketches, swaying their heads gently to their own beat.\n\n\\\u003eMRosie has a genuinely beautiful smile on her face as she hums along with her sisters, sketching up their masterpiece as she does so.\n\n\\\u003eAfter a lengthy period, Rosie finally presents a finished backdrop. \u0026nbsp;Her meticulously sketched cityscape provides Gina a great canvas to plot out a busy block party scenario.\n\n\\\u003eThe green-eyed artist adjusts her beret, sticks her tongue out slightly, and gets to work. \u0026nbsp;Along Rosie's streets, Gina places all manner of booths, tents, and other such sights, transforming the quiet town into a bustling carnival.\n\n\\\u003eThe most genuine grin you've ever seen crosses her face as she excitedly jots down every mini-scene she can think of, taking care to leave room for Beverly to work later. \u0026nbsp;\n\n\\\u003eAfter a few hours, Gina's portion of the collab is finished. \u0026nbsp;RGB stands and stretches for a bit, breaking momentarily to grab a snack and some drinks.\n\n\\\u003eBeverly gives you a quick kiss \"for luck,\" then sits down to work.\n\n\\\u003eAt every attraction in Gina's scene, Beverly carefully sketches in a fantastical beast or two. \u0026nbsp;Painstaking effort goes into making each and every one unique.\n\n\\\u003eMinotaurs. \u0026nbsp;Treefolk. \u0026nbsp;Jellyfish. \u0026nbsp;Skeletons.\n\n\\\u003eEven designs unlike anything you've seen before.\n\n\\\u003eEvery creature Bev can think of populates this town, partying like true animals.\n\n\\\u003eShe smiles, a few tears of happiness leaking from her blue eyes. \u0026nbsp;\n\n\\\u003eIt takes the rest of the day, but Beverly eventually finishes the sketch entirely.\n\n\\\u003eRGB lets out three triumphant howls and tackles you into a hug.\n\n\\\u003eHer masterpiece is complete.\n\n\\\u003eRosie, Gina, and Beverly beam at their hard work.\n\n\\\u003e\"It's... it's perfect, guys. \u0026nbsp;Gina, Bev, you added onto the backdrop so well.\"\n\n\\\u003e\"Couldn't have done it without your amazing background, Rosie! \u0026nbsp;And Bev, I love your monsters.\"\n\n\\\u003e\"Thanks, Gina; it's your scene and Rosie's city that makes them shine.\"\n\n\\\u003eYou hug RGB close.\n\n\\\u003e\"Good work, RGB. \u0026nbsp;It looks amazing. \u0026nbsp;Submissions start tomorrow, I'll send it in the morning.\"\n\n\\\u003e\"Sounds great, Incog. \u0026nbsp;Thanks for helping us! \u0026nbsp;...and for believing in us.\"\n\n\\\u003e\"No trouble, Gina. \u0026nbsp;I'm proud of you guys, you did great!\"\n\n\\\u003eYou and RGB share more hugs and kisses, then slowly wind down until bedtime.\n\n\\\u003eOnce you're all lying down, Gina practically trembles in excitement.\n\n\\\u003e\"I-I can't believe our work is being submitted to a museum tomorrow...! \u0026nbsp;I can't wait, Incog!\"\n\n\\\u003e\"Ha, me neither. \u0026nbsp;It'll be really neat to see your masterpiece hanging up in those halls.\"\n\n\\\u003eBeverly nods and yawns.\n\n\\\u003e\"Mm. \u0026nbsp;I already took the sketch out of the book, it's on your desk. \u0026nbsp;Just have to take it to the museum tomorrow morning.\"\n\n\\\u003e\"Great. \u0026nbsp;Goodnight, RGB. \u0026nbsp;Love you all.\"\n\n\\\u003e\"Goodnight, Incog. \u0026nbsp;We love you too.\"\n\n\\\u003eWith excitement in your heart, you fall asleep...\n\n\\\u003e...only to awaken bright and early. \u0026nbsp;RGB snoozes peacefully.\n\n\\\u003eYour eyes fall on the makeshift grass ring wilting on her finger.\n\n\\\u003e...you need to get her a real one. \u0026nbsp;At least you have an idea of what size she needs. \u0026nbsp;A quick google search on your phone shows a local jeweler's that may be worth looking at.\n\n\\\u003eAh, bingo. \u0026nbsp;Three gemstones, one ring. \u0026nbsp;Custom-order at that. \u0026nbsp;Just a matter of getting a ruby, emerald, and sapphire set into it...\n\n\\\u003eRGB wakes up just as you send off an email to the jeweler, asking for a quote.\n\n\\\u003e\"Mm? \u0026nbsp;Morning Incog! \u0026nbsp;Ready to go?\"\n\n\\\u003e\"Uhh... yep! \u0026nbsp;Lemme just change clothes...\"\n\n\\\u003e...after getting ready, you and RGB set off for the museum. \u0026nbsp;She practically sprints all the way there, all three heads grinning enthusiastically.\n\n\\\u003eA bemused curator opens the door for you as you arrive.\n\n\\\u003e\"Good morning! \u0026nbsp;Excited, are we? \u0026nbsp;Heheh.\"\n\n\\\u003eGina beams at the man.\n\n\\\u003e\"Yes sir! \u0026nbsp;We worked very hard on this sketch all day yesterday.\"\n\n\\\u003e\"Splendid, splendid. \u0026nbsp;Always warms my heart to see such PASSION for art. \u0026nbsp;I'm sure your work will be approved posthaste, young... err, ladies...?\"\n\n\\\u003eIt seems to dawn on the man that RGB has three heads. \u0026nbsp;He blinks a few times, rubbing the back of his head.\n\n\\\u003e\"...oh, ah, forgive me for staring... please, present your work, and I'll take it to the proper authorities. Should be approved by... oh, I'd say this afternoon. \u0026nbsp;Heh, you're actually our first submission of the day, so I'd say your odds are excellent.\"\n\n\\\u003eRGB happily hands over the sketch, and the curator heads into the museum.\n\n\\\u003eYou and RGB follow the curator into the museum. \u0026nbsp;He smiles patiently and leads you to the local showcase exhibit.\n\n\\\u003eHe throws confused glances at RGB the whole time, prompting you to interject.\n\n\\\u003e\"Admiring her animatronic costume, huh? \u0026nbsp;It's her pride and joy.\"\n\n\\\u003eGina winks.\n\n\\\u003e\"Yep! \u0026nbsp;I, uh, rarely take this bad boy off; it was hard to make, and I'm proud of it.\"\n\n\\\u003eThe man smiles widely, looking relieved.\n\n\\\u003e\"Oh, that explains it. \u0026nbsp;I was rather afraid I'd gone mad, seeing a Cerberus woman. \u0026nbsp;That's a wonderful invention, madam, I can see why you take such keen pride in it.\"\n\n\\\u003eHe and Gina chat a bit about her \"costume\" until you arrive at the showcase. \u0026nbsp;He ducks into a nearby office, then returns with a smile.\n\n\\\u003e\"Alright, your sketch has been submitted. \u0026nbsp;Thank you for contributing, miss...\"\n\n\\\u003e\"Oh, uh... credit me as RGB, please.\"\n\n\\\u003e\"Very well. \u0026nbsp;The piece will be listed under that name.\"\n\n\\\u003e\"Thank you very much! \u0026nbsp;When will we know if it's been accepted?\"\n\n\\\u003e\"Why, young lady... it was accepted almost immediately. \u0026nbsp;It'll be displayed this evening.\"\n\n\\\u003eUnable to contain her excitement, RGB hugs you close. \u0026nbsp;The curator chuckles warmly and extends a hand for you to shake.\n\n\\\u003eAfter meeting the curator in a firm handshake, you and RGB head out. \u0026nbsp;After all, no sense waiting here all day, right?\n\n\\\u003eBeverly grins excitedly.\n\n\\\u003e\"We should find something to kill time till the exhibit, yeah?\"\n\n\\\u003e\"Yeah... we could, uh...\"\n\n\\\u003e...wait, you almost forgot the ring! \u0026nbsp;Shit, you have to go pick it up at the store... and they're in the strip mall downtown.\n\n\\\u003e\"...we could do some shopping downtown? \u0026nbsp;I heard there's a new art supply place in the strip mall.\"\n\n\\\u003eRosie adjusts her glasses and nods.\n\n\\\u003e\"Hm! \u0026nbsp;Sounds like fun to me.\"\n\n\\\u003eGina and Bev murmur in agreement, and before long you and RGB load into your car. \u0026nbsp;It's not a long drive to the strip mall, but it gives you juuuust enough time to figure out how you'll get away from RGB long enough to pick up that ring...\n\n\\\u003eHm.\n\n\\\u003eIt's not the most elegant plan, but you have an idea nonetheless. \u0026nbsp;You drive to the strip mall, parking at your least-favorite art store in town.\n\n\\\u003eThis place is always so confusing to navigate. \u0026nbsp;They're always moving shit around... the place is huge... the staff is unhelpful...\n\n\\\u003ePerfect for getting \"lost\" long enough to grab the ring without RGB catching on.\n\n\\\u003eAs soon as you head inside, you reflexively groan at the sight of yet another new permutation of shelves. \u0026nbsp;Why the hell can't they leave well enough alone?\n\n\\\u003eBah.\n\n\\\u003e\"What do you think, RGB? \u0026nbsp;Split up and meet in the middle?\"\n\n\\\u003eGina tilts her head.\n\n\\\u003e\"Huh? \u0026nbsp;Thought we were gonna shop together, Incog?\"\n\n\\\u003e\"Oh, duh. \u0026nbsp;My head's not on straight, apparently.\"\n\n\\\u003eDrat.\n\n\\\u003eYou and RGB wander the store aimlessly. \u0026nbsp;Not hard, really, given the labyrinthine layout.\n\n\\\u003eIt's when you look back and realize you've ACTUALLY lost RGB that you take your chance. \u0026nbsp;You sprint out of the store and into the jeweler's nearby.\n\n\\\u003eThey've got your order done, thankfully, and that sweet, sweet commission money you've saved up over the years pulls its weight.\n\n\\\u003eYou admire the red, green, and blue gemstones for a moment, then head back to that hellish maze.\n\n\\\u003eIt isn't hard to find RGB... mainly because Gina has started whining quietly. \u0026nbsp;As soon as she sees you, her drooping ears perk back up, her smile returns.\n\n\\\u003e\"INCOG!\"\n\n\\\u003eRGB runs to embrace you.\n\n\\\u003e\"Mm, I thought we lost you! \u0026nbsp;Let's get out of this place... I don't like it.\"\n\n\\\u003e\"Me neither. \u0026nbsp;I heard they had a new manager, I was hoping they fixed the layout, but, eh.\"\n\n\\\u003e\"Can we still go to that new shop you mentioned?\"\n\n\\\u003e\"Of course.\"\n\n\\\u003eTaking RGB's hand, you lead her out of the infernal maze... which, uh, takes longer than you'd like to admit. \u0026nbsp;Once you manage to escape, you make your way to the new shop in town.\n\n\\\u003eA few hours pass. \u0026nbsp;Turns out the new shop is awesome; they had everything you could want from a supply shop, and the owner had tons of her works hanging up.\n\n\\\u003eRGB chatted her up for a good while; the store owner never questioned the Cerberus's appearance beyond a brief \"nice costume.\"\n\n\\\u003eAs you walk to the car, arms laden with goodies, the ring weighs heavy in your pocket.\n\n\\\u003eToday's the day... and you know the perfect time and place.\n\n\\\u003eThat exhibition should be open by now. \u0026nbsp;\n\n\\\u003e\"Alright RGB... I bet the showcase is open. \u0026nbsp;Ready to go see your masterpiece hanging up?\"\n\n\\\u003eAll three heads nod eagerly.\n\n\\\u003e\"Yep! \u0026nbsp;Are you ready to go, Incog?\"\n\n\\\u003e\"Yep, let's go.\"\n\n\\\u003eThe showcase is full of nice pieces, including some obviously by the owner of the new art shop. \u0026nbsp;There's a few stinkers, but generally everything looks nice.\n\n\\\u003eThere's some nice landscapes... a few portraits... a still life or two... heck, even some modern art.\n\n\\\u003eIt takes a shockingly long time to find RGB's work, but it warms your heart to see a throng of people looking it over and muttering in approval. \u0026nbsp;Rosie, Gina, and Beverly's eyes all glimmer with tears of pride and joy.\n\n\\\u003eThe curator winks at you before casually announcing to the patrons that the artist responsible is right behind them. \u0026nbsp;RGB is mobbed by excited museumgoers, asking how she did it all.\n\n\\\u003eThree sets of eyes meet your gaze as she basks in the limelight. \u0026nbsp;Gina clears her throat.\n\n\\\u003e\"I couldn't have done it without my Incogneato.\"\n\n\\\u003eRGB pulls you into the crowd and hugs you close. \u0026nbsp;The crowd lets out a collective \"awww.\"\n\n\\\u003eBeverly blushes a bit.\n\n\\\u003e\"Incog... I want to show you something.\"\n\n\\\u003eShe pulls her sketchbook out and flips to a page, then bashfully presents her sketch.\n\n\\\u003eIt's a beautifully done depiction of you and RGB getting married. \u0026nbsp;Tuxedo, dress, and all. \u0026nbsp;The happiness on her faces is evident even in this sketch, and your likeness is spot on.\n\n\\\u003e\"Do... you like it, Incog...?\"\n\n\\\u003eYou smile and nod.\n\n\\\u003e\"I love it. \u0026nbsp;Just like I love you, RGB.\"\n\n\\\u003eQuickly dropping to one knee, you fish out the ring.\n\n\\\u003e\"How about we make it a reality?\"\n\n\\\u003eRGB gasps in chorus, clapping her hands over two of her mouths.\n\n\\\u003e\"RGB, will you marry me?\"\n\n\\\u003eChoked for words, she merely nods all three heads, then practically leaps at you, wrapping her arms tightly around you and planting three kisses on your face.\n\n\\\u003eThe crowd... the curator of the museum... all of them admire the true work of art here: RGB.\n\n\\\u003eHer beauty, her undying love for you, all of it makes her outshine even the most masterful work hanging in these halls.\n\n\\\u003eAs you slip the ring onto her finger, Gina finally manages to squeak out two words.\n\n\\\u003e\"Thank you...\"","series":{"name":"Completed CYOAs","previous":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/1436451-painted-on.json","next":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/1436857-tricky-business.json"}}