Shortly after telling their new "teammates" about the others, N and P started to show them around.
N: Outside are the corpse... wall... thingies. Here are the buttons! *starts pressing them and making beeps and boops*
Engineer: This... It isn't just a landing pod... This is a spaceship! This could get us off the planet!
P: *Muffles*
N: P's right. It's more of a one-use missile. They never taught us how to land.
Uzi: No, I, uh, uh, the worker drones, we could work with them to fix this! Instead of all the murder! ... Which, uh, why are we doing that again...?
N: Other than ingesting their WARM, SWEET oil to avoid overheating and dying? I guess I just want to be useful. I was given a job, and I always wanted to try my best.
Scout: And look at all the respect it's gotten you, N. Do you really think the company isn't going to dispose of you once all the workers are dead?
N: Oh my, you sure are rebellious! It's kind of exciting. But, not as fun as, uh, following the rules...
A loud thud was heard from the roof.
N: Hey, they're back! You -
But everyone else but P had left
J: Idiot, get out here!
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Murder Drones: The Mercenaries
FanficJust another Murder Drones book, but with Team Fortress 2