Chubby Youtubers/Egos Oneshot, Book 3

The internal airbag

Google always thought of himself as an emotionless machine incapable of feeling anything towards anyone and anything. Recently for the past few weeks he has been experiencing odd sensations from the most random of times from silently watching the Jim's running around the manor their faces pale like a marshmallow screaming frantically about being chased by a ghost closely followed by what the android's sensors picked up hundreds of squirrels standing on top of one another under a large white duvet giving the appearance of a human shape the scene caused Google to let out his first fit of laughter, or the way his brown eyes would subconsciously glance over at Bing whenever the shorter android walked into the room Google would find himself staring at his friend mesmerising the man's chiselled tanned face getting lost in his unique orange eyes and even glancing down whenever Bing bend down to pick something up as he plainly stared at the man's small bubble butt in the shorts. Google didn't know why his face would feel hot as a red hue coated his cheeks or the way his stomach churned with the sensation of hundred butterflies fluttering inside from simply staring at his friend and when he asked one other ego, he was surprisingly close which was Wilford the man gave him a proud smile.

"You learning or whatever scientific mumbo gumbo word.. Evolving robot man! You beginning to feel emotions and you falling in love with Bing, there's nothing wrong with that in fact I'm quite proud of you Goog" Wilford proudly slapped him on the back having a heart to heart with the android before straight away ruining it giving him tips of seduce Bing by ripping his own clothes and showing his very clueless android friend on how to lap dance. Google didn't understand why Wilford took his clothes off but he couldn't help but smile when his friend told him he was proud giving the android the first-time feeling happiness, with experiencing the positive emotions Google also faced the negative ones especially grief and guilt for what he done in the past.

"Mommy? Mommy? Why is uncle Greg covered in red paint? Where's Daddy?"

"I don't have anything you want.. J-just let m-me leave"

"Don't worry about me Google.. I know you can't stop your secondary objective. Just hang on tight and one day I'll know you be free from it"

A shuddering breath left Google's lips the last words and voices of some of his previous owners and strangers repeated itself over inside his memory bank the memories of himself glitching trying to fight against his secondary objective before ultimately failing before losing control of his body as his hands did unspeakable things. Blinking back tears Google silently trudged through the darkened hallways of the manor easily navigating through the darkness using his night vision walking down the stairs the sounds of floorboards creaking filled the air that deathly echoed across the still silent manor, planting his foot on the last step Google switched off his night vision noticing the living room currently lit up with a sole ego sitting on the ugly velvet couch with his back facing the android yet Google knew who the ego was from his sleeveless black top and orange frame sunglasses sitting on top of his head.

"Bing" Google simply spoke up never the one to talk much his mouth twitched upwards in amusement watching the other android practically jump up off the couch from being startled letting out a quiet chuckle Google walked around the couch taking the seat at the opposite end of the sofa.

"My dude! I didn't hear yah coming downstairs you nearly made me turn my orange shorts into brown shorts. Ar-are you smirking? You finding this funny dude? You finally starting to feel emotions?" Bing rapidly shot off his questions his eyebrows raised staring down at his friend with a hopeful expression on his face. Google felt his internal fans blaring a little faster and harder indicating he started to feel slightly nervous at first keeping his eyes on his lap which was quite unusual behaviour for him as Bing's face softened taking a few steps towards him and sat down on the coffee table in front of Google their knees brushing one another.