"Joe" looked at the woman coming in to confront him and quietly reached for the pan in his desk. "Yes, of course, have a seat," he said, fumbling for a scrap of paper. He only got as far as writing "Rebecca Frost" before being zapped with one of Rebecca's wands.
Looking at the Labrador now seated in Joe's chair, Ms. Frost said, "I don't play around. Now, as I was asking- drop it..." She aimed the wand at the dog which was now awkwardly clutching the pen in his mouth, before sheepishly letting it drop to the floor. "So this, clearly, is part of the source of this mess." Keeping the wand trained on the dog, she reached down to retrieve the pen and paper.
"Damn, is this what I think it is?" she asks, before completing the sentence the false Joe had begun to scribble. "Rebecca Frost has an itemized list of every change made with this pen in the past year sitting in front of her."
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Frank was getting quite frustrated. Every jenny he tried to mount kept kicking him off. They wouldn't even nuzzle him. He always got what he wanted, and he wanted to spend another day climbing onto cute little things like these! He snorted and brayed in frustration, trotting around the paddock a few more times before making another attempt with that one with the diamond. Again, all he got was a swift kick for his troubles.
That was it! In frustration he ran to the edge of the paddock, turned around, and just started kicking and braying, throwing an absolute tantrum until he heard the wood splinter and crack. He was out of here! That human with the prod came rushing up of course, but he just charged into him, sending the nasty painful thing flying and knocking him to the ground. As the nasty creature scrambled to stand up, Frank made good on his earlier promise, licking the neck of what was soon a new jenny and really showing her what her place was around here. The new jenny wobbled under him as he mounted her before she was even fully changed, hands and feet still yet to become hooves before he'd even finished. That wasn't enough for him though. He had way too much frustration to work out, and just ran down the road in a huff, snorting and glancing around for more potential mates.
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There was a bright flash of light as Rebecca appeared in the middle of Jenny Jackson's living room, giving quite a shock to her and Dusty, as some last minute wedding planning had just moments ago given way to cuddling up together. "My apologies for interrupting. I want to get all of this settled as soon as possible," she explained, followed by a brief rundown of what the pen had done to them.
"We know," Jenny answered. "Honestly though, this couldn't have worked out better for either of us. We're happy like this." Dusty nodded along.
Rebecca shrugged. "Good enough for me," she said, and with a quick glance at her list teleported off to confront the next victim.
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Meanwhile, still quite literally joined at the hip, the robot women made their way to Joe's office in search of the pen.