Murder Drones X Shy Male Reader (Indefinite Hiatus)

Chapter #7: Sentinel Central

Editor's Note: Remember when I said that I was gonna wait until Episode 8 released to continue this story? Well, screw it. The trailer for it was released recently, so I decided to continue writing this story a few weeks early because why the hell not? Man, Murder Drones fans like me are gonna have a field day, huh?

(Oh, my Robo-God. It's her. It's actually her. Jasmine! Y/N's sister! How is she still alive!? Y/N has seen some insane stuff in his time, but he never expected to randomly see his sister, who he thought got killed, in the middle of a random frozen lake! She's... Back. And N seems to recognize the figure in the space suit too. But Y/N didn't care at the moment. All he cared about right now was that his sister was back.)

N: T- Tessa?

Y/N: Jasmine!

(J was genuinely in shock. Tessa called her that relatively often, but nobody else besides her has called her that in years. Aside from her little brother.)

J: Excuse me? Did you just call me...

Tessa: N!

(Tessa suddenly holds N by the cheeks and picks him up, acting like a little kid who just found a toy.)

Tessa: You remember-

(Tessa coughs a little before getting some air out of her lungs.)

Tessa: Tall. Handsome. Air's toxic.

(Tessa notices Uzi and acts all cutesy towards her.)

Tessa: Who's this little-

(Uzi suddenly bites Tessa's finger, making Tessa yelp in pain as she backs away.)

Uzi: Uzi! Why are you here, human?

(Uzi then notices J and looks surprised that she was even alive.)

Uzi: How are you still alive?

(J shakes her head and clears her throat to get rid of her shock as she tries to act cocky.)

J: Effective drones were cloned more.

N: It is you!

V: Classic J.

(Y/N just smiles and hugs J, much to the surprise of V and N. But it doesn't surprise them too much. After all, he is J's sister.)

Y/N: Hi, Jasmine.

J: Oh, um... I- Is that you, Y/N?

Y/N: Yep.

(J looks shocked once more as she hugs Y/N back tightly, as if letting go would make him disappear.)

J: What did they do to you? You don't look like a Disassembly Drone at all.

Y/N: W- Well, they kind of reprogrammed me into becoming a Worker Drone.

(J gets a bit upset and scared, knowing that she probably almost killed Y/N without knowing that it was him. How dare those people.)

J: They did what?

Y/N: Yeah.

(Y/N chuckles nervously before patting J's back to try and calm her down.)

Y/N: That's a story for another time.

(And that's when Doll spoke up.)

Doll: Так ты был одним из них, да?

Translation: So you used to be one of them, huh?

Y/N: Yeah. I used to be a Disassembly Drone. I- Is that a problem?