The Dove Returns to its Ruin... (Tigre Family Estate: First Generation)

[Mr.Fabulous]

"... Meep?" She turns to Ellie as if suddenly waking up from a dream, "... Oh oh oh! That must be Nan... ny Helga setting up a welcoming committee!" She continues in a gleeful and cheery tone, "Oh, yaaaay! I can't... wait to meet Nanny Helga... again! Funny, though...! It's been soes long... since I saw her, yet it feels only a few days... had gone by... Effects of prolongued... exposure to Cryogenic Freezing, meep?"


She trots along with Ellie towards the opened Cargo Ramp...

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The old woman, who was now with a small band of six medium-sized, buggy-type droids armed with large laser-autocannons alongside her Helper-droids, stopped just five hundred meters away from the Cargo Ramp of the X-Shuttle. She herself held a particularly-large Laser Rifle, yet she wore no armor. She didn't really have much in her, considering her age, so armor would've restricted and encumbered her more than helped.


She affixed her spectacles one more time before she heaved in a breath to mentally prepare herself for what was to come. She could hear the loud, metallic footsteps on the Cargo Ramp as the inhabitants made their way out of the ship. It would've been rude to point the gun as an initiative at something as rare as guests here, so she decided to just hold onto the rifle.


Soon, two dark figures slowly made their way out of the shadows. Anxiety slowly creeped into the old, withered bones of the lady as to what the intentions of these strangers were... What were they doing here? Why have they---


But then a loud, jolly, top-of-the-lungs "MEEEEP!!!" suddenly echoes out of the Cargo Ramp, which caught the old woman completely by surprise she almost flinched. A funny way to initiate a conversation...


... unless...


"MEEEP!!! Nanny Helga! NANNY HEELLLGGAAAAAA, Meeep!" The first figure to be exposed out into the light was this short, Bretonian woman, her dark-copper-toned hair glistening brightly on the sunset, her sky-blue eyes shone with such eager happiness and jubilance. The old woman was further surprised by the fact that this woman knew her name... and she was screaming out a certain word that only one person she knew would---


... Wait... That word... She only knew one person in her life who used such a word frequently in her vocabulary... And that voice... All of it seemed so... so famil---


"Meeeep! Nanny Helga, Nanny Helgaaaaa! I'm back! It's me, Milarosa, meep! Milarosa's home, YAAAAAAYYY! I'm home at LAAAAAAASSST!"


... A figurative-brick had conked the old woman on the head...


"F... F-F-Frau... Mila... roza?!" She just dropped the rifle onto the ground without a second thought and rushed over to Mila as quickly as old age could. This was unheard of! Had Milarosa finally come home after all these months, just like that?


"YAAAA---MMMmmmph!" The excitement of the moment made Mila forget that she was still injured. The pain quickly buckled the woman's legs, making her stumble onto the ground face-first in a very hilarious fashion.


Helga came to her side and helped the poor girl up, "Frau Milaroza! Vhy are zyou alvayz zhis clumsy?" Then she spotted the numerous wrappings and bandages that covered Mila, "Vhy, zyou poor dear! Zyou've been gravely-injured! Vhat in zhe name of God happened to zyou?! Zyou're all messed-up! Vhy, look at zyou! Zyou look like zyou've been in another firefight!"


"Awawawaaa..." Mila blushed shamefully at the old woman, "... So much has happened, Nanny Helga... So much has---"


"Hold zhat zhought, Mila..." She turned her attention towards Ellie, who was already slowly approaching the two, "... and I suppoze zyou're zhe one I should be thanking for zhe safe return ov my beloved, little Mila?"

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