Filled My Heart with Your Wires / Michael Afton x Ennard

2: Exotic Butters

Michael tried opening the car door when he arrived at his destination, but he was way too weak, Ennard offered some help with his wires. The door flung open, forcefully. Michael and Ennard stepped out, "Thanks I guess."

Ennard nodded, "so, this is your house?" they asked looking at the small but nicely shaped and well painted building. "Yeah," Michael replies, he seemed quite gloomy and empty, as does the house inside. 

"Oh, you live here by yourself, I assume..." Ennard said, scanning the rooms with his eyes.

"Yes, indeed," Michael flopped himself on the couch, he looked at the popcorn he had eaten but never finished before his death, "all alone and empty."

Ennard turned their view to the popcorn too, "what's that?" they asked, "It smells like... butter."

"Popcorn. It has butter in it."

"Oh okay, so do you have exotic butters here?"

That word seemed quite familiar, "what?" Michael asked in suprise.

"Exotic Butters?" Ennard repeated.

Michael stopped, he recalled the hand unit naming him "Exotic Butters" one day, then he suddenly realized, "wait- exotic butters??? You planned the HandUnit's malufunction??"

"Well, sorta."

Michael sat up straight, "well, back to the topic, 'if I have exotic butters or not.' The answer is no, but I can get you some."

Ennard got all cheery and hugged Michael, it felt actually... kind of good. Michael had not gotten a hug for years... after his whole family died. But this hug felt different, it wasn't like an ordinary family hug, it was like- Mike didn't know how to describe the feeling, it was strange and warm. His family was full with tragedies, making Michael always lose hope, but somehow, the feeling boosted his hopes and made him think he'd meet his family soon.