Murder Drones oneshots (Mainly N and Uzi)

Time heals

In which our lovable idiot is getting his life back together.

The final part of You were right!

So sorry it took this long,but my motivation and interest in murder drones started to die down a lot and on top of that a lot of health problems showed up :((

So I hope you can take this as a peace offering!

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Today was quiet. Not the quiet that lasted for a week straight before. But a calm, comfortable silence. No tension in the air anymore. There was nothing to be tense about anymore, after all.

Mostly all had cleared up from the time they all got their relief. It was a week after the beloved friend woke up from his week-long coma. And all felt well.

Purple optics observed as the last sun rays disappeared behind the horizon, a neutral expression resting on the emo teen's face. With a blink, the warm light was gone, the whole place slowly getting lit up by the stars in the sky.

Uzi did not move when she heard a rustle behind her. She had no need to be scared of the creatures that roamed at night in here. What normal worker drones would describe as an insane fever dream was reality for her.

Symbiosis. That's what it's called when two systems coexist despite their differences. Her and the Murder Drones coexisted. She was tolerated, even loved by one of them. Be it in a sibling way, she was still loved.

Which was much more than what she ever got from anyone back at the colony.

Feeling weight suddenly lean onto her head, she didn't freak out or duck away. Instead, she rised her hand and ruffled the silver locks of the drone who showed her genuine affection.

She was able to tell it was him. He was always so much more careful around her, still aware she was just a worker  drone that could get hurt quite easily by anything he'd do.

A satisfied smile placed itself upon the worker's face as she heard soft purring. "Hey N. How was your sleep?" She asked, moving her head a little back so her optics could get a glance of the disassembly drone who rested his chin on her head.

"Good!" Sounded a response from him, voice sweet and cheerful, just like all the time before. Albeit it was a little raspy still. "I slept like a droneling! My blanket is very comfy!" He announced happily.

Uzi was glad he was back to being himself, hearing his cheerful voice made her core warm up. She missed hearing his voice. "Glad to hear that, you idiot!" She said, playfulness tanging her tone as she ruffled his hair now, making him let out an adorable grumble in response.

"Uziiii!" He complained, but no malice present in his voice. Fixing up his hair a bit, he stepped back and looked at the smaller, smiling. "So.. what are we gonna do today??" He asked, placing his hands on his hips.

The worker had to chuckle at that. Even if he wanted to look serious, he still looked goofy. "Well.." Uzi started, mirroring N's pose, which made the other wag his tail. As she opened her mouth, however, another voice cut her off.

"How about we go hunt a few workers?!" With an excited grin, V poked her head out. Seeing the purple haired worker roll her eyes with a sigh and the nervous smile from N, she faltered a little, but hopped out anyways.

"Right, too early, sorry." She said, clearing her throat a bit. Uzi hummed in an agreement. "Well, I was going to say we could perhaps try to build something out of the snoooww.. " The worker said, looking to the side for a little before snapping her optics back at the two disassemblers.