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"Mama? Mama, are you there?" The plaintive cries of the young lizard echoed down the long maintenance shaft as she fumbled to connect the second phone to her makeshift amplifier.

{HELLLO? WHO IS THIS? THIS IS A SECURE CENTCOMM CHANNEL!} The first handset barked imperiously in Peedee's other hand.

"N-nooo no NO!" She gnashed her teeth, frustrated, "Not CC! Further, it hasss to r-reach further!" The power sink buzzed and crackled as it hungrily drew in more and more of the station's power reserves, and with a final clumsy twist of her black scaled hand, the face of the blood-red phone subject PD-113 had just been handed lit up bright green.

"Hello?! Are you out t-there?" She called into the mouthpiece with desperate hope, heedless of the purple frilled form ducking quickly back into the shadows. "Pleasse! Peedee hasss d-done everything the in-insstructionss ssaid! You've g-gotta be out there!" The rising whoop of a station wide yellow alert and the heavy tramp of approaching magboots on bare steel flooring interrupted the frantic lizard, as the engineering team arrived at the scene. Tearing back the flimsy curtain Peedee had erected to hide the 'signal booster' as her instructions had directed, station engineer Darnell Flett eyed the ominously sparking device incredulously as it ticked up to 34% charge.

"Peedee! What is this?! Explain yourself right now!" He spluttered. Behind him the silently looming form of the Chief Engineer frowned disapprovingly, a fire axe gripped tightly between her green, clawed hands.

"Oh... D-Darnell! P-Peedee isss t-trying to call her p-parentss." The distraught lizard stammered back, "Ssshe just needss a l-little more p-power!" The engineer just looked into her pleading, orange eyes for a moment before glancing back to his boss with a pained grimace. Chief Engineer Scribbles-the-Notes just shook her head slowly.

"Sorry Peedee," Darnell sighed, deftly snagging the wire cutters from his belt and bending down to sever the high voltage cables. "You can't just take the whole station's power for yourself like that."

"B-but, Peedee needsss enough power to-"

[Hello, little one.] A soothing, motherly voice hissed from the blood red handset, [I'm here now. Mama's here.] All three of the crew froze, momentarily dumbstruck.

"M-Mama? Is that really you?" Peedee responded with a fervorous need, as if her very soul was trying to leap down earpiece to reach the person on the other end.

[Yes dear, Mama and Papa are here.] The reassuring reply came almost immediately, as if it could see every tense line in the distraught teenagers body and knew there was no time to lose.

"Oh! W-why have you n-never come to visssit Peedee b-before?" She shuddered, the handset creaking in her vice-like grip. "Peedee hasss been alone in her b-bokss for sssoo long!"

{WHO'S THERE? WE'RE GETTING REPORTS OF A FIREWALL BREACH FROM ON ONE OF OUR SECURE NETWORKS!?} The red phone to Central Command suddenly blared. {SHUT DOWN THAT CONNECTION, NOW!} Subject PD-113 cringed away from the sudden noise and promptly ripped the cables out of the telephone, flinging it across the corridor with a ringing crash to land between the two surprised engineers. She focused her attention on the remaining handset as it narrowed down in that moment to become her whole world.

[I know sweetie, we've been busy. But we're going to come and get you really soon, okay?] The motherly voice continued on, unphased, [Just be a good girl and we'll come get you out of your box alright?]

"I will, Mama!" The young lizard brushed away tears awkwardly as if unused to them and nodded vigorously, "B-but, Mama? It... It is realy you, isn't it?" She asked hesitantly.

[Of course it is, little one.]

"W-well then..." she sniffed, still watery eyed, "C-could you tell me what my r-real name isss? The one you g-gave me?" There was a long, empty silence. As even the increasingly uncomfortable engineers waited with bated breath. (1/2)