Alan Walker is on a park bench, working on a laptop. One of his drones sits next to him, plugged into the laptop. He mutters to himself, "Come on, ugg, still no evidence that it'll work."
"What'll work?" Ava max pops up behind him.
Alan Walker jumps and shuts his laptop. "None of your business! Don't sneak up on people like that!"
She ignores the second comment. "Whaaat if it is my business?"
"I assure you, It's not." He retorts.
"Coome ooon. You can tell meee." She prods.
"Nope!" He snaps.
She makes a grab for the laptop. He doesn't let go.
"Why do you act so secretive all the time?" She argues.
"Why must you be so nosey!" He pulls the laptop back with such force that she falls over the park bench, does a roll down it, and lands uncomfortably on the ground.
"Ugg." She gives him a dirty look. She looks over. "Hey, what's K doing?"
Alan Walker looks up. "Dancing like nobody's watching." He responds.
"...but we are watching." she responds.
"Yeah, when K turns his headphones on, he tends to forget we're right here." He notes.
"Call that dancing?" she scoffs.
K-391 stops dancing. "Heard that!"
"Soo-rry." She teases, not really sorry.
"What were you listening to? I don't see you set off like that often." Alan Walker asks.
"Oh, TFR sent me some of his music tracks. There's one I really like, hang on, let me turn on external speakers..." He responds.
When the music starts going, he resumes dancing and even Ava Max joins in. K-391 waves at TFR. TFR walks over.
"TFR, would you agree that K's "dancing" looks more like jumping around like a crazed lunatic?" Ava Max askes slyly.
"I neither confirm nor deny that." TFR responds.
Ava Max scoffs again.
"You know, there's actually a dance to go with that song. Or, a part of it, at least." TFR says.
"Ooh, show it to me!" Ava Max insists.
TFR goes on to show the dance to Ava max. She gets it quickly. K-391 stops dancing and tries to follow. He is not as quick of a learner. As he struggles to learn the moves, Ava max continues practicing. She dances up to Alan Walker, who has not moved at all.
"Come on, Alan, dance with us!"
"No." He refuses.
"Come o-on, It's fun!" She persists.
"No! I don't want to."
"You might actually like it."
"I'm going to ignore you now."
"Dance. With. Us."
"NO!"
"You see?! This is why I broke up with you!" She concludes.
"What?" Alan Walker starts. "You did not break up with me! We were never together!"
"Fine, then this is why I left the project. You were never any fun!" She counters.
"You. Got mad. Because I wouldn't go to a party with you!"
"Well I don't want to hang out with a workaholic! If you don't know how to have fun, goodbye!"
"Should I break this up?" TFR askes K-391.
"Hang on, I want to see this." K-391 responds.
"So what! You've probably never been to a party in your life!" She finishes. Alan Walker closes his eyes and starts shaking with rage.
"No no no no no..." K-391 says worriedly
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Legends Universe: End Of Time (draft one ARCHIVE)
FanfictionThis was my first fanfic, it's kinda corny, read if you want to ig. (Chapters are really short, don't feel intimidated the whole thing is only 20k)
