Murder Drones Stories/Oneshots

"I Thought it Was Like That for Everyone?" (Uzi/V)

Request by Silentseeker074
Fluff <3
Takes place a few weeks after episode 2 as if V and N were still talking with Uzi. Also, just gonna pretend like that V and N moment when they were worker drones never happened. ^^
I know the dresses aren't canon, but hush. I do as I please to make the gay. 
Posted on my birthday >:D
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V huffed, her tail lashing. She had just asked Uzi -again- if she could go to the colony and socialize. This time Uzi had told her that she would think about it, which was progress considering Uzi usually said no, but V was getting desperate to be in a new environment.

She was a social creature, and Uzi was taking away her social life! V had lost her squad, and now she was without the support of J and N. N and V were still technically a squad, but N had aligned himself with Uzi more than her now. Plus, V didn't trust N as much after they battled and N tied her up.

V's chain was broken, so she could technically leave at any time she saw fit. It was tempting to say the least. Freedom was a barely a wing-width away! Yet, she couldn't do it.

V stayed because she found herself seeking the purple-haired toaster's trust. Any time V saw N and Uzi together, she felt a stabbing jealousy. She wanted Uzi to talk to her- to pay attention to her.

So when V saw the angsty drone enter the pod once more and walk towards her, she could only feel ecstatic. V masked any excitement behind half-lidded eyes and a bored expression.

"What is it?" V questioned, noticing an odd look on Uzi's face. V's face softened into concern, wondering if something was wrong.

"My friend Thad is hosting a dance, and I was going to go with him but he's going with Lizzy and I have nobody to go with." Uzi blurted frantically, making wild hand gestures. She took in a deep breath and held it, seeming to wait for V to say something.

"So, why don't you go with N?" V huffed. Despite her huffing, she found Uzi's frantic display somewhat... cute. She wanted to help in some way, and she wished she were the one going with Uzi; yet, Uzi would probably go with N. V could only imagine showing up at a party with Uzi's hand in hers and them dancing and-

"V! Are you even listening?" Uzi yelled, baring her teeth in an aggressive manner. V curled her tail around herself, completely taken back by this. She must've gotten lost in her head.

V shook her head, genuinely remorseful. "Sorry Uzi, I spaced out."

Uzi rolled her eyes. "Well, what I had said was that N won't be coming because he thinks it'd be a better idea to look out for the weird J-centipede thingy with so many drones being in one spot."

V blinked, mentally digesting the new information. "So, what should I do about it? Not like you'd actually want me to go with you or anything." V snorted, turning away in her swivel chair.

A long moment of silence passed. Uzi cleared her throat.

V turned back around, nerves exploding at what that could imply. "Not like you'd actually want me to go with you or anything, right?" She asked, voice shaking. She was trying not to get her hopes up, because she knew they would be crushed.

But they weren't when she registered what Uzi coughed out next: "Actually, I would want you to go with me."

V stared at Uzi in disbelief, her mouth parted and a shocked expression painted across her face. She blinked several times, scrunching her eyes shut and shaking her head. This felt like a dream. It couldn't be real.

Uzi shuffled nervously, standing a little ways away from V and leaning on the wall. She sucked in a deep breath and closed her eyes. "Serial Designation V, would you go to the dance with me?" Uzi peeked an eye open and V found the anxious display had melted her heart.