Murder drones x Reader Scenarios/Oneshots/Headcanons

Falling deeper until you couldn't anymore

You looked at the friends you made along the way.

You felt happy.

You looked at the good times you had. 

You felt happy. 

You thought about all the laughs you had.

You felt happy.

...

So why'd you throw it all away?

I thought we were friends. 

Do you know how long I spent in that void, yelling, pleading for anybody to hear me?

We aren't your toys.

We just wanted friends.

SO WHY?

Do you just hate us?

Do you just want to get rid of us?

...Wait.

There isn't a 'us' is there?

It's just me you want to get rid of, right?

You aren't getting that pleasure.

I won't let that happen anymore. 

You're stuck with me. 

Whether you like it or not.

--Thad Catch Up--

Cuddles!

What used to be him would probably just have a arm around you. You never were sure if you felt slightly awkward, or just admire the balls on this man. Metaphorically, of course.

But, really, he just had this stupid sunglasses on his visor, finally feeling cool enough to be in that kind of position.

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If you died.

You wish.

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First Impressions of You.

More or less like how he met anyone else. Open to meeting new friends, and hopefully not forgetting about them a few days in.

You were different however. He actually went out of his way to hang out with you often. You didn't understand why though, but he was really... clingy with you.

You aren't sure if you like him.

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Conversations you have.

More or less awkward. Like for reasons I stated previously, he is really clingy, and that doesn't really make for good conversation topics.

I mean, could you imagine your total nervousness levels rising telling someone who is exhaustingly clingy to you, "Hey, maybe don't get so close to me."

Or, "T-Thad... Just put the knife away..."

Or the real gut buster, "PLEASE, LET ME OUT!"