Murder Drones | Under The Weather

Under The Weather

A sneeze broke the silence of the dusty bedroom, followed by a harsh sniff. In his bed, wrapped tightly in thick and cozy blankets was (Y/N). He sniffs once more and let's out a miserable sigh. His voice was nasally and uneven as it strained to produce sound through his ill vocal cords.

"Goddamnit, where is V?"

V was a former military drone that was reconfigured for human aid that he purchased for a hefty price. From what he was told before he bought her, she had a nasty habit of playing with her victims instead of finishing them off. (Y/N) shuddered from the graphic reports he looked up later that day.

Luckily for him, she isn't nearly as bad now. Instead of inflicting physical harm, she simply throws verbal taunts and snarky comments at both drones and humans; even he was no exception.

His caretaker was absent at the moment. His allergy was acting up that morning, so she left to fetch him medicine and soup. She seemed eager to do it as well, which made (Y/N) uneasy.

He was unfortunately unable to contact her while she was away, as the treacherous weather outside was interfering with the service. He could still see the dangerous winds of dust and sand being thrown about in a terrible storm just outside his boarded window.

The human frowns as he checks the time on his left; 9:37. He knew the time it took to walk to the store and back to be roughly 40 minutes. V had left over an hour ago.

Just as he was about to look for her, he heard the sound of the front door opening and let out a congested sigh of relief. He could hear her entering the shower, likely to clean herself of dust. V was water proof, so he wasn't worried. He laid in his bed as he waited for V to finish cleaning herself.

When she dried herself, she didn't immediately go to his room and instead made her way to the kitchen, likely to prepare his soup. He could hear her humming as she opened a can and interacted with the stove. Soon she was done and made her way to his door. She lightly turns the knob and pushes it open with the bowl of piping hot soup in one of her hands.

In the doorframe was a half naked, pale-white robot wearing a small vest and an armband with her serial number. Despite having no genitalia, she had a rather wide posterior to her design as well as long, slender legs with black paint and 'caution' strips that acted as leggings. Atop her head was a synthetic wig that was etched into her metallic dome, a silver bob-cut that was messy from her drying it. Finally, her faceplate had a black screen that served as her 'eyes' in the form of neon yellow orbs that conveyed her emotions more expressively than that of a human. Something nagged at the human as he looked at her; she seemed different but he couldn't quite place his finger on it.

They shined in the dark as she looked at the human with a wide grin that revealed her canine teeth, giving her a predatory look.

"Oogaga~ I got your soupies~"

She makes her way to the bed and plops her steel rump beside him, scooping up a bit of alphabet soup with a spoon. She makes airplane noises as she slowly guides the spoon to the human's mouth, which remained tightlipped in a frown.

(Y/N)'s eye twitches as he stares at her, unamused by her antics. "I'm not a child, V."

"Better say 'ahh' before the plane crashes~", she coos as she pushes the spoon to his mouth again, the warm touch of Q's and Y's grazing his lips.

It seems this was what she was excited about. He didn't appreciate being degraded like this, even if it was in private, but with his body in the state that it was, he didn't have the will to oppose. With a roll of his eyes, (Y/N) opens his mouth and takes the spoon in his mouth.

V smirks and pulls out the cleaned silverware to scoop up more. "Good boy~"

(Y/N) could feel his cheeks heaten as she continues to feed him. Thank god a storm was happening outside, lest they be interrupted by a visitor.

"What took you so long?" He asks in between sips.

V shrugs. "The storm made it pretty hard to navigate, so I got a bit lost."

There was a look to her digital eyes that made (Y/N) uneasy, but he never raised the question and simply enjoyed the well-made alphabetical soup.

The cleaned bowl 'clinks' as V sets it on the table beside them. She then adjusts herself on the bed and pats her thighs. Instead of the sound of metal clanging together, it was replaced by the sound of flesh. (Y/N) looks down at her legs as he struggles to process what he had just heard.

With a sly smirk, V took this moment to grab the human by his head and place the side of it on her thighs. He was met with warm softness rather than cold and hard metal, the sensation making him blush deeply.

His body stiffens as he feels V gently stroking the side of his head, her hand equally as warm as the pillowy limbs supporting his head.

"V?"

She hums inquisitively as she looks down at him with a smile.

"Why do you...how did you...?"

"I lied about getting lost. I was actually going to the shop for some upgrades," she pauses as she slowly rubs his shoulder, "Not only did I get new legs, but I got a new heating unit as well~"

Immediately after she says that, her legs start to become warmer. The heat radiated off her silicone skin and caressed his already flustered face as it deepens further.

"What do you think? Does it make you feel like you're with a real woman now~?"

As much as he didn't want to admit it, she was right. The mixture of silicone and heat made it almost identical to a human body. His heart was like a drum being beaten in his chest as his thoughts went from her thighs, to the soothing touch of her hand stroking his head with affection. Regardless of her teasing words, he could feel the sincerity in her gentle strokes, like a mother caring for her young.

Despite all of this, (Y/N) couldn't help but wonder: where on earth did she get the money for this?

V somehow sensed this and brought her hand to his lips before he could voice it. "Hush. Just enjoy yourself, okay?"

(Y/N) was reluctant, but the warmth was getting to him as he began to feel drowsy. His thoughts became clouded as he relaxes into a blissful state of serenity. He closes his eyes and focuses on the brushing sensation as he slowly falls to a deep slumber.

V looks down at the human with a smile as a red dot blinked in the corner of her screen.

She couldn't wait to see the look on his face when she shows his friends this. It would certainly embarrass him for the rest of his life.

However, as she looks at the slumbering human in such a vulnerable, peaceful state, she frowns and instead deletes the recording.

She'll allow her human a break, just this once.