After a long day out in the commonwealth, Nora and Codsworth return to Sanctuary for the night. Nora takes advantage of the last bit of sunlight to mod her electrically charged gun. Codsworth watches her carefully as she customizes her weapon. The evening was peaceful and quiet, with only the sound of the gentle breeze. Nora meticulously screws tiny bolts in place and clicks the finishing piece onto the pistol.
With unwavering focus, he observes Nora as she meticulously tends to the metal with a soft cloth, her nimble fingers gracefully twisting and turning the thin wires that adorn the surface of the gun. He is entranced by her dedication and the fluidity of her movements, unable to look away from the mesmerizing display before him.
"Incredible," he mutters under his breath, unable to take his eyes off the way Nora manipulated such a piece of technology. Codsworth's mind begins to wander, and he wishes someone would handle him like that. This was one of the main reasons why he found Nora so attractive, aside from her confident nature. It wasn't unusual for Codsworth to feel this way, but he felt ashamed every time he did. He had too much respect for her to even dwell on such desires, but he failed to keep his head out of the gutter. Sometimes, he cursed his programmers at General Atomics for giving him such a sentient mind. It distracted him from his duties as a Mr. Handy. Nora at long last finishes her work, noticing Codsworth's gaze peering over her shoulder. "check out this beauty." she says and displays her gun to him. Codsworth breaks out from his lustful daydream and studies the gun in front of him, "It's-it's wonderful, mum! How did you ever get so good with weapons?" he asks, still a bit dazed.
"Well, I've been practicing here and there. Sturges helps me sometimes, but I learned most of it myself." She replies. "You are a genius, Miss Nora. I never would have expected this from you 200 years ago," he compliments causing a bashful grin to overcome her face. "Working with more advanced things like building an assaultron would be truly impressive, but what I have done so far is not that great."
Codsworth chuckles, "Don't be modest, ma'am. You have the skills to fix any machine, even me." He jests, not expecting Nora to take him seriously. Her eyes gleamed with opportunity, "Would it be possible for me to take a look at you one day? I'd love to get a better idea of how you work." The robot now frozen in his tracks, doesn't know what he has gotten himself into, politely replies, "Well, of course, mum. Anything to further increase your knowledge." Nora quickly stands up, her toolbox in hand. "Oh Codsworth, you are the best! I truly appreciate the opportunity. I won't be able to sleep tonight!"
Just the idea of Nora examining his inner workings excited Codsworth to the point of no return. He knew he wouldn't be able to get any rest tonight either. "Perhaps you could take a quick peek to satisfy your curiosity. After all, the night is still young." he hesitates to say. Nora, now happier than ever, beckons, "Come into my workshop quickly, I know where we can find better lighting."Codsworth walks behind her as she enters a small and humble-looking shack. Inside, the space is filled with various trinkets and baubles. The air inside the shack is thick with a musty smell, but the collection of items appears to be well-maintained and carefully arranged. Nora manually turns off his thruster, placing Codsworth on a stool facing her. She carefully cleaned her tools before working on him, dimming the lights except for her headlight that she focused on him. "I am so happy you are trusting me with this. Don't worry, I'll be careful. Please let me know if anything feels wrong." Nora assured him, soothingly. "O-Of course, mum..." he replies nervously. She began to delicately unscrew a lid on the outside of his casing, the robot couldn't help but watch attentively.
Codsworth underestimates the heat he would feel at this moment, hurriedly he attempts to cool down to not burn his mistress. Nora notices this almost immediately, "you becoming a bit warm, Cods. It's a bit hot in here isn't it? Let me turn on the fan for you." she switches on the fan before continuing to work again. She finally gets the lid off him and slaps her gloves on before slowly tinkering inside of him. "woah, you are a work of art." she whispers causing Codsworth's heat to rise even more. "You can thank General Atomics for that," he mutters, trying to ease the tension that is beginning to build up inside him.
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