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>"Girls? I'm home!" you exclaim, locking the apartment door behind you
>Seconds later, Wendy emerges from the kitchen, her face smiling underneath her red bob and her cheek circles glowing in excitement
>A sight which you've grown to love more than anything in the- Wait, what is she wearing?!
>"Hiya skipper!" she greets you, practically jumping into your arms. "Nora is still at school, they are rehearsing for a play"
>"Oh, is she?" You are slightly skeptical of your daughter's sudden interest in drama class, but decide not to press the matter further, for now. "Um... Wendy, what are you wearing?"
>"Oh! These?" She points to her fitness outfit after you end your embrace. "I got a job at the gym!"
>She what
>"You... got a... *job*?"
>"I figured we could use an additional source of income! And I've got enough free time for something like this. This place a few blocks away was looking for a new fitness instructor, and the manager was cool with robots. I learned some courses and he kindly offered me the position!"
>Wow, where to even begin?
>"Wendy, I... I told you, that thing at the NCL blew over. Money isn't going to be a problem... Again"
>You both know you aren't 100% certain about that, but you don't want to show it
>"Well, it wouldn't hurt anyway, you know?" she reasons. "Besides, I think I'll be good at it!"
>Still bewildered, you force a smile. "Sure"
>"What?" She frowns at you, cocking her head in that cute way that she does. "You don't think I can do it?"
>You know well enough by now that Wendy can do almost anything if she puts her mind to it
>"Of course you can do it, it's just..." You wave your arms around, trying to think of a good way to put it. "You weren't exactly *made* for it, you know?"
>"Oh, I'll show you what I was made for!"
>She turns around and storms off into your bedroom. Is she angry with you again? Good job, Mark
>"Wendy..." you begin, following her
>"Hold on!" she shouts, and emerges back seconds later holding a sports bag. "Here. Get prepped"
>"What is this?" you ask as she shoves the bag into your hands
>"My first training session is in 40 minutes, and you are coming with me"
>Uh oh
>"I, uh... Don't think this is necessary..."
>"Have you seen yourself in the mirror lately?" She pokes you in the stomach. "You've been gaining weight"
>"No I haven't!" you blurt out, knowing that she actually might be right
>"Come on. It will be fun!" She looks straight into your eyes
>You really don't want to go, but looking deep into her blue optics, you realize that you just don't have it in you to say no right now
>You sigh defeatedly. "Alright, let's see what it is all about"
(The original drawing by Rexhastala which inspired this greentext)