So, as promised, this chapter would be published today so, yeah.
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Uzi: So, *hands over menu to N* choose the sandwich that looks more appetizing to you.
N: 'Kay! How 'bout... Oiled Tuna?
Uzi: I knew you would choose that. I'm going with what i always choose, spicy dronalian (italian). I always like some kind of challenge.
N: Oh god.
Attendant: Hello, what would you guys want?
Uzi: He wants a number 5 and I want a number 8. Want anything else N?
N: Do you guys have oil?
Attendant: Huh???
Uzi: Oh, sorry, he's a Disassembly drone.
Attendant: A- A- A DISASSEMBLY DRONE???
Uzi: Hey, he's friendly, can't you see he didn't attack me?
Attendant: Y-Yeah, right...
Uzi: Oh gosh I'm so sorry, I'll give you a tip later.
Atteny: O-Okay... Is that all? (thoughts: please say yes please say yes! I don't want to stand a minute close to this guy!)
Uzi: Yep, that's all.
Attendant: Your order will be ready soon.
Uzi: *hands over money* I think you got so scared that you forgot to ask me to pay.
Attendant: O-Oh yeah, right! Umm, there's five Drollars extra.
Uzi: That's the tip I said earlier.
Attendant: Thanks.
/Speakers/: Order number 68.
Uzi: That's our order. Stay here N, im going there.
N: 'Kay!
Uzi: *grabs food* Back.
N: This food looks... DELICIOUS!
Uzi: Calm down, I know these are good but don't eat too fast, or you'll choke.
N: *Eats the whole thing in seconds* wha did eow jeust say?
Uzi: Damn, that was fast as hell! How'd you do that?!
N: I dunno, that's a skill I have.
(After some time)
Uzi: Finished! Let's go N, maybe there's something we can buy with this money that I have.
N: The other day I saw you with some colored snow thingy. Can we try that?
Uzi: Sure bud. That's called a slushie, it has a lot of different flavors.
N: Yay :D
Uzi: I know a place where you can make your own slushie, maybe we can make a big one then we can share?
N: That sounds fun!
(At the slushie store)
Attendant 2: Welcome to Slushies 'r' us! Do you guys want a pre-made slushie or make your own?
Uzi: We'll make our own.
Attendant: Sure!
Uzi: So, N, eat flavor do you want?
N: Do they have oil slushies?
Uzi: No N, nobody is going to sell oil, this is a worker drone colony after all. *Hands over menu* here. I chose grape flavor cuz it's purple, and like, I'm purple.
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Murderous Romance
FanfictionThis is a Fanfic about Murder Drones, with the most popular ship N x Uzi (or Nuzi for people who are like, intimate? idk)