A.D.M.I.N. Staff Bot x Reader (SFW)

Chapter III: Vivid Dreams and a Weird Novel

After that moment of revelation that felt like an eternity, you snap out of it and suddenly realize that your night shift has ended. 6:00 a.m. already!? And right when you found the one! Great, you wasted all that time going head over heels for your elegant boss, and you lost your chance even before you could start. You guess there is always next time since you work the next night. You unlock the security gate at the entrance, where a familiar face comes up the glass doors and waves at you. It's Vanessa, one of the other security guards at the Mega Pizzaplex. "Hey! How was the night? Anything interesting for you?" She hollers eagerly, giving a kind smile. "Oh, just the usual stuff. Patroling, sitting, making sure the staff bots don't accidentally fall down every staircase they run across." You reply. "Oh, cool! I had a pretty exhausting night before." She pauses momentarily before resuming: "I was doing some ghost hunting and heard of this Japanese urban legend of this tall woman dressed in all black with a pale white face and empty eyes. She has tentacles for hands and has these white stripes all over, and..." She goes on and on about this whole story about how she nearly escaped death with this creepypasta rip-off and slept until she had to go here for work. "Wow, uh... that's... a lot more interesting than what I've been doing." You reply after all the yapping from Vanessa. "I better get some rest... it's been quite a night for me as well." You continue, Vanessa nodding and waving goodbye as you pace past her and back to your car.

After the short drive back to your apartment, you shower and change into your pajamas, wasting no time flopping onto the bed and resting after such an eventful night. It was probably the most eventful night you ever had, and it was luckily with a goddess as amazing as A.D.M.I.N. bot. You drift off to sleep and have a moment of silence until you suddenly find yourself in a... jail cell? It seems pretty dim around, and all you can see is a wooden bucket and a small hollow window letting in a cold breeze. You look around more, seeing torches mounted on the walls and what seems to look like an armed guard with chainmail and leather armor patrolling down in your direction. Wait, chainmail and leather armor? Now that you look around more, everything seems out of place. "HEY! Where the hell am I?" You exclaim towards the guard patrolling. "Heh, looks lik' yau are finally awak', aye?" The guard bellows back at you. That's a weird accent he has got, especially around where you live. Then it dons on you: did you get transported back in time?! "Was naiss of yau to sleip in the middl' of nowher'! Yau had pretty handy loot' on yau too!" What the hell is this guy saying? Oh great, you must be in 14th-century England or some stupid inaccurate rendition of it. It would explain why you're stuck in this dirty old jail cell. Suddenly, you hear a loud racket echoing behind the wooden door down the hall. The guard looks over and runs towards the door to pursue whatever ruckus is. Suddenly, you see the armed guard you saw before flung back across to the adjacent wall behind him, knocking the man out. 

A feminine figure stands tall in the doorway, covered head to toe with steel plate armor that has been well polished and gleaming from the sunlight breaching through from the door kicked ajar. This woman in full armor walks over and handles one of the keys down to the barred door of your cell, unlocking it and setting you free. You look up in awe to this knight in shining armor, jaw dropped. The knight suddenly takes their helmet off. It is A.D.M.I.N. bot, as much as you hoped it to be! "Now, should we return to your castle, my liege?" Wait, what? ...Liege? "W-What are you talking about?" You ask her. "...Their majesty hired me to rescue you from these bandits holding you for ransom. You are their successor, are you not? The whole kingdom is worried sick!" You are left completely baffled as A.D.M.I.N. bot just immediately grabs your arm and pulls up forward, having you follow her out of the bandit fort camp. You are in awe of how much chaos your mistress ensued onto these heathens! They do not seem to be dead but simply unconscious (at least, you assume so). Once you and A.D.M.I.N. bot exit out of the bandit camp, you both approach a stallion colored with a well-made caparison and a fine leather saddle on its back. Your knight mounts onto her horse first, helping you up onto it after and quickly speeding off with a quick yell: "YAH!". As you and your heroic knight ride off towards the sunrise and the spring wind flowing through both of you, you wrap your arms around her and hold tight onto her steel armor chest plate. "Thank you... I-I never got to tell how I fe-"

BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BE-- You smack your hand onto the snooze button of your alarm clock, looking up in your groggy state towards it. It reads 4:23 p.m.; that is probably more than enough rest. Damn, even when you were having such a nice dream too. You slowly get up, stretch a bit, and decide to brew yourself a nice cup of coffee. As your coffee brews, you ponder about that nice dream you had with A.D.M.I.N. bot. One night with this woman, and you already have dreams about her, you must do something about it. You glance over to your desktop computer, taking the time to go over and sit down at your office chair. You open your internet browser and decide to search on robot dating, probably the first time you even thought of exploring such a term. A few results pop up: some being unrelated psychology and pharmacy websites for prescriptions and therapy, but one of the other choices seems to be a link to a book. The book does not seem to be popular, but it does seem to be of interest to you. It is named "A Guide to the Mechanical Heart," written by Fritz Smith. Judging by the publishing date, this book is ancient, dating back to the early 1990s. You don't see the need to look into this book, but there do not seem to be much better options since the rest of the results are newsletters and articles about incidents with missing children and strange odors from animatronics. You look at where the book is stocked, and luckily, there seem to be a few books left unrented at your local library! And it seems the rental fee only costs about five dollars a week, a pretty good deal if you say so yourself. 

You put in your rental purchase for one week and immediately get yourself dressed in your casual clothes, bolting out your door after pouring your coffee into a canteen and quickly pacing down to the parking lot and into your car. You turn on the ignition, back up, and shift the gear to accelerate toward the route to your local library. This unbridled determination is overwhelming you, you have no idea how to even romance a robot anyone like A.D.M.I.N. bot either. Once you arrive there, you rush out over into the entrance of the library and walk towards the rental desk, where a man stands and greets you there. You reply to them in a friendly manner and pick up the book you rented, returning to the car to start reading at least the introduction to this odd book. Flipping to the first page, it reads: "Hello! You picked up this book because you want how to romance or befriend your favorite robot, or you want to be amused by this "absurd" concept and laugh at me as you throw the book into a fire. Just to clarify, this is NOT how to get a robot girlfriend or boyfriend, that is weird according to the majority of people apparently. Besides that, whether you want to figure out how to tamper with faulty facial recognition A.I. to make them not kill you on your first encounter and get fired on the first day of your job right after, or if you want to simply learn the mind and desires of a robot you admire, this is just for you! So go on and take a look!" Yeah, this guy sounds like a total nutjob. However, you are not quite far off from his goals either it seems. You guess it takes one to know another, but that is the least of your worries. What you need to know now is how to win A.D.M.I.N. bot over and ride off towards the sunset like your dream foretold! Anything to be within her aura of excellence and discipline!