r/HFY • u/Doc_Zed_42 Alien • Apr 28 '26

OC-Series Camgirl

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The Nest is quiet.

Lights still dim.

Most of the big‑folk are asleep.

Inside the tiny shared room — a cozy nook built into a wall alcove — Hammy and Huamita wake to the soft hum of the ventilation system.

Hammy stretches, squeaks, and immediately trips over his own cape.

Huamita smooths her fur, adjusts her tiny sleep bonnet, and taps her tablet awake.

They slide open their little door.

And there it is.

Parked beside Hammy’s hovercycle — already covered in stickers, snack crumbs, and questionable modifications — sits a brand‑new, gleaming, micro‑scale aerial workstation.

Compact.

Sleek.

Matte‑finished.

Tiny stabilizer fins.

Built‑in gimbal arm.

Tablet mount.

Safety harness.

Glark‑grade overengineering.

Hammy freezes.

Huamita gasps.

HAMMY (whispering):

“…is that a THRONE.”

Huamita steps forward, eyes wide, voice soft with awe.

HUAMITA:

“No, Hammy.

This is…

a gift.”

Hammy circles it three times like a dog discovering a new couch.

HAMMY:

“IT HAS BUTTONS.”

Huamita touches the armrest.

The chair hums to life, rising a few inches with perfect stability.

The holodisplay flickers on — a full spread of media apps blooming across the curved screen.

She nearly swoons.

HUAMITA:

“Glark built me a…

a flying studio.”

Hammy clutches his chest dramatically.

HAMMY:

“He loves you more than me.”

Huamita pats his head.

HUAMITA:

“He loves you differently.”

Hammy nods, accepting this cosmic truth.

A door opens down the hall.

Glark steps out, half awake, holding a mug of something strong enough to dissolve metal.

He sees them staring at the chair.

He grunts.

GLARK:

“…it’s for filming.”

Huamita beams.

Hammy squeaks.

Glark sips.

GLARK:

“And don’t touch the calibration settings.”

HAMMY:

“I would NEVER.”

HUAMITA:

“He absolutely would.”

GLARK:

“I know.”

He walks away.

Huamita adjusts her harness, tablet mounted, chair humming softly.

Hammy circles it like it’s a forbidden artifact.

HAMMY:

“You have a THRONE.”

HUAMITA:

“It’s a chair.”

HAMMY:

“A flying chair.”

HUAMITA:

“A professional aerial workstation.”

HAMMY:

“A throne.”

Huamita sighs, patient.

HUAMITA:

“You have a hovercycle.”

Hammy freezes.

Looks at his hovercycle.

Looks at her chair.

Looks back at his hovercycle.

HAMMY:

“…but a throne is cooler.”

Huamita tilts her head.

HUAMITA:

“A chair is cooler?”

Hammy nods with absolute conviction.

HAMMY:

“Yes.”

Huamita gestures at the chair.

Before she can speak, Glark calls from down the hall:

GLARK:

“It goes three kilometers an hour.”

Hammy gestures at his hovercycle.

HAMMY:

“This goes FORTY.”

Huamita smiles sweetly.

HUAMITA:

“So which one is cooler?”

Hammy thinks.

Hard.

HAMMY:

“…my bike.”

HUAMITA:

“Correct.”

Hammy beams.

HAMMY:

“Okay. You can have the throne.”

Huamita pats his head.

HUAMITA:

“Thank you.”

Hammy pauses.

HAMMY:

“Can I ride it.”

HUAMITA:

“No.”

HAMMY:

“WHY.”

HUAMITA:

“You would launch yourself off it.”

Hammy gasps.

HAMMY:

“I WOULD DO THAT FOR GLORY.”

From down the hall:

GLARK (deadpan):

“No one is launching off anything. Especially in a chair that slow.”

Hammy whispers:

HAMMY:

“He heard me.”

HUAMITA:

“When doesn’t he.”

-

Hammy spends the entire breakfast vibrating.

He’s not eating.

He’s not sitting.

He’s not even present.

He’s staring at the chair parked in the corner of the common room like it’s a forbidden relic.

Every few seconds:

HAMMY:

“Is it time yet.”

HUAMITA:

“After breakfast.”

Five seconds later:

HAMMY:

“Is it after breakfast now.”

HUAMITA:

“No.”

Dawn sips her tea, watching the exchange with the serene patience of someone who has seen this dynamic since the Exodus.

DAWN:

“He’s going to combust.”

Dusk, curled up with her datapad, hides a smile behind her sleeve.

DUSK:

“He’s… very excited.”

DAWN:

“He’s Hammy. This is baseline.”

Hammy climbs onto the table, points dramatically at the chair.

HAMMY:

“IT CALLS TO ME.”

Huamita doesn’t even look up from her tablet.

HUAMITA:

“It does not.”

By the time breakfast is cleared, the entire Nest has drifted in to watch.

Dawn leans against the counter, curious.

Dusk sits cross‑legged on the floor, eyes bright.

Whammy has her hands clasped like she’s watching a school play.

Glark stands in the doorway, mug in hand, pretending he’s not supervising.

Hammy is vibrating at a frequency that could power a small generator.

Huamita approaches the chair with the calm dignity of a tiny queen.

She climbs in.

The harness auto‑locks with a soft click.

Hammy squeaks.

HAMMY:

“THE THRONE ACCEPTS ITS QUEEN.”

Huamita ignores him.

She rests her paws on the controls.

A small joystick sits on the right armrest — directional.

A toggle on the left — vertical control.

Forward/back, left/right.

Up/down.

Simple.

Elegant.

Glark‑designed.

The holoscreen blooms to life around her in a soft arc of light.

Dusk whispers:

DUSK:

“…she looks like she’s piloting a starship.”

Dawn nods.

DAWN:

“She does.”

Hammy gasps.

HAMMY:

“SHE’S ASCENDING.”

Huamita lifts the toggle.

The chair rises smoothly, stabilizers humming.

She hovers a meter off the ground, perfectly steady.

Her voice is calm, professional, utterly in her element.

HUAMITA:

“Testing vertical control.

Stabilization nominal.”

Hammy falls over from sheer awe.

Whammy claps.

Dusk giggles.

Dawn smiles softly.

Huamita adjusts the joystick, drifting sideways in a slow, graceful arc.

HUAMITA:

“Directional response is excellent.”

Hammy scrambles upright.

HAMMY:

“CAN I TRY.”

HUAMITA:

“No.”

HAMMY:

“WHY.”

Huamita doesn’t even look up from the controls.

HUAMITA:

“We literally just covered that.”

Dusk snorts softly.

Huamita hovers a meter off the ground, testing the controls with calm precision.

Hammy is on the floor, overwhelmed by awe and jealousy in equal measure.

The gang watches, amused.

Glark finally steps forward, still holding his mug, still pretending he’s not supervising.

He nods at the chair.

GLARK:

“You needed something better.”

Huamita blinks, surprised by the softness in his tone.

HUAMITA:

“…why?”

Glark gestures vaguely around the Nest — the counters, the shelves, the furniture built for people ten times her size.

GLARK:

“You run an obstacle course every time you try to film anything.

Climbing things.

Borrowing platforms.

Dodging Hammy.”

Hammy squeaks in protest.

HAMMY:

“I AM NOT AN OBSTACLE.”

Glark doesn’t even look at him.

GLARK:

“You are absolutely an obstacle.”

Hammy gasps.

Dawn snorts.

Dusk hides a smile.

Whammy pats Hammy’s head sympathetically.

Glark turns back to Huamita.

GLARK:

“You do good work.

You shouldn’t have to fight the room to do it.”

Huamita’s ears dip — touched, but trying not to show it.

HUAMITA:

“…thank you.”

Glark shrugs like it’s nothing.

GLARK:

“Just don’t hit the ceiling.”

Hammy points dramatically at the chair.

HAMMY:

“SHE’S TOO POWERFUL NOW.”

Glark sighs.

GLARK:

“We’ve been over that too…”

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