Murder drones One shots and More

💔+💕 Grounded (Nuzi)

Another angst+ fluff because I'm weird :p (also I'm feeling angsty so bite me)

Authors POV:
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(Before season finale - Uzi does not have powers and they aren't dating)

"I DON'T WANT YOU SEEING THAT MURDERER!" Khan yelled at her, shoving a finger in her face as tears poured down her visor. "Can't you see what they are doing to you? What he is doing to you? You're killing all of these workers and for what? You know we already have our own special oil."

Uzi was bawling, ugly crying clutching her head, her knees feeling weak. 

"YOU KNOW THAT ISN'T HOW IT WORKS!" She wept, her legs shaking. "YOU KNOW I CAN ONLY HAVE WORKER OIL. I'LL DIE DAD. I'LL DIE. ITS NOT N. IT COULD NEVER BE N. ITS YOU."

Khan pointed a finger at her once more. "If I ever see that homicidal freak of a drone- not only will you never see him again, but I'll make the doors so you'll never see the sun or  the moon again. Also, if the thought of trying to sneak off to see him, just remember, I'll put the WDF on main lookout for you. Go to your room. Now."

Uzi's throat burned with grief. Never seeing N again was like drawing a line across her chest and watching herself as she bled out.

She just looked back at her father, a hiss rising from her throat as the solver symbol flicked on and off her visor.

Her father paid no attention however, and shoved her behind the door as he slammed it for her. She stumbled, falling over and hitting her head against her desk.

She gripped her head, tears overflowing her eyes as she began howling with tears. oh how she missed him already. She held her knees against her chest, though her metal felt cold and shaky.

She looked up, spotting her phone on the top of her bed.

She stopped her crying and climbed up the ladder pouncing onto her bed. She opened up her messages, needing to text n quick, before her father remembered.

N, I'm telling you this before I can't. I can't see you anymore, or we'll never see each other again. Just know- I'll miss you, alright? I hope maybe one day we can see each other again.

She whimpered, sitting on her bed, looking at her phone as he texted back.

N 🐶💛: Uzi, what do you mean? I don't understand. What's going on?

I'm grounded- pretty much for eternity. I can't see you anymore. I'm not allowed. I also can't drink worker oil anymore.

N 🐶💛: WHAT? UZI, YOU'LL DIE!

Maybe that's what my dad wants. Maybe he knows it'll be better for us?

N 🐶💛: Uzi, if you stop drinking worker oil, you'll practically be on a suicide mission. Also why are you saying things will be better if you're dead? I'm coming over.

NO, N YOU CAN'T!

N 🐶💛: omw

N STOP YOU'RE GOING TO MAKE THINGS A WHOLE LOT WORSE

N 🐶💛: or i might make them better. I'm not letting you die. Never.

N, NO

She stared at her phone, eyes hallowed as she waited for him to respond.

Oh god. She thought to herself. He's going to make things so much worse. For both of us.

A few minutes pass, Uzi sitting on her bed, holding her knees to her chest.

A sudden knocking sounded on their front door.