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Nov, 6th 2038, 7:02 am

It's not like Levi wanted to make androids deviant. It wasn't his decision of course. If they were fine with staying in the state that they're in, then he couldn't change a thing about it. But if Nico were to question his existence... Well, let's just say that he'd be very supportive of him.

Levi stared at the empty mug in his hands, praying that the coffee would be done very soon.

"So," Taryn said as she sat down next to him on one of the stools at the kitchen island. "You came home late last night. Got picked up by a hot stranger?" She wiggled her eyebrows suggestively.

"What? No, I went to Joe's with Nico. That's all."

"Nico?" Taryn frowned in confusion. It took her a moment to remember and then her eyes grew wide before her lips curled up into a knowing smirk. "So Nico, huh?"

"Oh my God, no. Stop. I just – I just –"

"You just what? Went to a bar with a very pleasantly designed android?"

"He really looks so good ," Levi whispered. It was almost unfair how good he looked.

"You know what? I need some coffee before we can delve more into this."

"Delve into what?" Dahlia asked as she entered the kitchen with Sprinkles on her arm, purring contently as he enjoyed the pets from one of his moms.

"Into Levi's crush on the new hot surgeon android," Taryn informed her, receiving a small slap against her arm which just made her grin even wider.

"Ohhh, very interesting. Let me make some chai first. Casey, you too?"

"Only if you don't try to burn me with it again," he yelled back from the couch.

"I can't make any promises. I have a prince on my arm."

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Nov, 6th 2038, 8:34 am

Nico didn't know what being deviant entailed. He didn't have his own thoughts about what his future might look like. He also didn't have hopes or dreams or wants. He just... was. He didn't think about anything. He only analyzes his environment to then calculate the best approach of action to please the humans around him that he served. And when he was not in use then he would just not do anything. He'd just stand there, Thirium pumping through his tubes, without a single thought in mind, unless a visual or audial cause triggered it.

Nico didn't know much about his model. He was a prototype. Personally made by Elijah Kamski to appease that hard-boiled chief Bailey of the hospital. And his job was to save patients and to convince the chief that androids aren't all that bad. That's all.

There was no space for his own wishes.

So he carried on and disregarded the little fibs he's told recently as small malfunctions that needed to be fixed.

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Nov, 6th 2038, 8:36 am

Chief Bailey had sent him to go and find Dr. Pierce as he will accompany her today. Nico did not know where Dr. Pierce could be, so his plan was to quickly scan the hospital.

As he passed the cafeteria, he watched one of the two androids roll their visual units at who his database identified as Dr. Hunt. It triggered a memory from yesterday of the same android secretly giving a little girl a cookie free of charge.

It's gotten him wondering if those androids in the cafeteria were deviants. They were just acting a little too irrational. Their program should have them treat every customer equally, regardless of how they were treated by them.