Sparky glances at the indicator panels, waiting impatiently for the all clear. A bell chimes and the clone jolts, shocked into life. It lifts a paw to its head, groaning from the cloning induced headache that all clones have suffered from. Sparky makes a mental note to figure out why that happens as the clone sits up.
Sparky takes a step forward, squinting at the clone's ear, trying to read the tag number for this one. "Ah, ok, clone number 124. How do you feel?" 124 sits up, groggily, paws still on his head, "I have a splitting headache." Sparky nods, "To be expected, it should go away in another few seconds." 124 nods and then his ears suddenly perk as the pain disappears from his head, "Oh, yeah. That's a lot better"
The original Sparky smiles and offers a paw to the clone. "Why don't you go ahead and get out of there? I wanna see how we did this time." The clone takes the offered paw, standing up out of the cloning tank and taking a step forward, a bit unsteady on legs that have never been used. He looks down at himself, a paw running down his side, then looks back up at Sparky and grins, "Well don't we just look dashing? Wanna have sex? Rock paper scissors, loser tops?" 124 holds up his paw in the classic closed fist, ready to go.
Sparky looks a bit taken aback. "Well that was much faster than the others. Hmmm, you're very straightforward, certainly not embarrassed by nudity or sex... Well I've beaten all the others, so yeah, lets do this." Sparky raises his paws, ready to start the game. "Best two out of three?" 124 nods, and they both lift their paws, starting in unison, "Rock, paper, scissors, go!" Sparky has paper, 124 picking rock. Sparky grins and gets ready, the clone setting his face in a determined expression.
124 starts, the boys going in unison again, "Rock, paper, scissors, go!" 124 has paper, Sparky's ears fall as his rock loses to the paper. 124 grins and makes a fist again. "Next one wins, think you got what it takes science boy?" Sparky nods and gets set, "You'll be fucking my ass in a couple minutes." The boys get ready, Sparky calling the shots on this one, "Rock, paper, scissors, go!"
Sparky's ears fall as he sees 124's rock, his own scissors getting crushed by the clone's winning move. The clone throws his chest out in victory as Sparky's shoulders slump. 124 shouts, "Hah! I win! Go get your lube, loser boy." Sparky sighs dejectedly and shuffles off, grumbling "Can't win against any of these damn clones, all I wanna do is get fucked. Stupid defective cloning process can't even make a clone that loses at rock paper scissors."
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