You've been alongside Lord dominator since long before she had that name. Since she was much, much younger, a daughter of two prominent but questionable business ceos who were...distant with their daughter to say the least. There staff of humans (they liked having little things to look down on) were both her toys and her closest thing to friends...Until she complained to her parents.
She wanted an actual friend...and rather than just enroll her in a school other than tutors they bought her you. At the time you were only about 15 and you were, obviously, terrified of the 300 ft tall, green skinned girl. And she...was at first annoyed about getting you. She didn't want a pet damnit...But she got one. She was...cold at first.
But eventually she warmed up to you. After...well, after some playing around with you like a toy, which she did A lot back then, led to your arm being...removed on accident...well you had never seen your master cry before but after she got alone with you she broke down and apologized. She...seemed legitimately concerned.
Anyway years later? You are still her favorite, though your right arm is now a prosthetic but still to be honest this works just as well. And she...uses you for things other minions rarely experience nowadays. On this fine morning you...
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