It had been years since the human population had perished, and the planet they used to call home was now frozen and filled with robots. You were a drone, but you weren't sure what type. You had been isolated from the rest of the drones for so long that you were in a constant state of fear, always hiding from disassembly drones. Being constantly on the run was stressful, and you were scared of the smallest things, even the smallest sounds, but at least you weren't alone.
You had salvaged a few scraps from past worker drones and crafted a small dog companion to help you through this forced life. You named it 'Spot' because it was easy to spot in the midst of death all around. As you were walking and scavenging, trying to avoid a certain danger, you spotted someone.
You sneaked over to them and examined them. The worker drone had short purple hair, purple socks, black boots, a black and grey beanie, and a black and white jacket. As you got closer, you noticed a shift in the snow beneath you, and before you could react, you tumbled down a snowy hill and fell face-first at their feet, causing them to yelp.
The drone hurled an object at your head, resulting in a minor impact and an exclamation of "AGH-".
"Ow! What was that for?" you inquired, grasping your head.
"You TALK?!" she exclaimed with a raised voice.
"No, I'm moving my lips, and sound is coincidentally coming out," you replied sarcastically.
"Bite me!" she retorted. "Who are you anyway?"
"I'm... Uh..." You realized that you hadn't disclosed your name in a while, and your 'animal companion' wouldn't have much use for it since it couldn't communicate. "Y/N. I think."
"You don't know your name?" she expressed with confusion.
"I just said it! I just happen to not be sure!"
"Right," she responded, slowly moving away.
"Hey! Where are you going?" you interjected hastily, ensuring she wouldn't abandon you there.
"Away?" she replied.
"Can I come? With you, I mean," you inquired hopefully.
She paused and shrugged. "Sure, I bring stray animals home sometimes."
Time skip!
You trailed the worker drone into a dimly lit area and came across a small spacecraft. You felt a tinge of fear as this spacecraft had been the cause of death for many workers and disassembly drones.
"Maybe we shouldn't approach that," you expressed, worry evident in your tone.
"I'm gonna go near that anyway, and I didn't exactly ask you to follow me to it. You can wait if you're scared of a chunk of metal," she remarked, rolling her eyes.
As you sat near a rock, you observed intently, awaiting the next development. She produced a core and silently rejoiced before inserting it into the firearm she had previously hurled in your direction. Distractedly fiddling with your fingers, you were startled by a loud bang. Swiftly turning, you spotted a disassembly drone. Reacting in panic, you sought cover behind a rock, uncertain of how to proceed, given my previous unfavorable encounter with such a drone.
For a fleeting moment, you believed yourself to be secure, until a slight movement and an unexpected sight shattered that illusion.
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You had been found. The disassembly drones screen switched from normal and slightly surprised, and back into attack protocols. In even more of a panic, you tried to run, but it picked you up and hurled you into a wall.
"AH!" You yelped as you hit the wall and clutched your chest. Uzi glanced at you before returning her gaze to the disassembly drone, she tried to pick up her gun again, but the tail of the drone pricked a hole into her hand, causing her to hiss in pain. She held her hand as the drone approached her before picking the gun up again and saying two words.
"Bite me."
She pulled the trigger, emitting a bright green beam that hit the disassembly drone on its upper half, destroying its upper half completely.
"Yes! Take that Dad!" She celebrated as you walked back over to her. The two of you heard something and turned back to the disassembly drone and noticed it standing back up before fully regenerating its upper half. In a panic, Uzi picked up a deceased drone's arm and slapped it, causing it to come back online.
"Did you just slap me with that arm?"
"HOLY CRAP IT TALKS." She said with a shocked expression, you were still a bit shaken up, so you took the arm from her and slapped it again.
"Ow, maybe don't do that?" He rubbed his cheek. You were still trying to wrap your head around why he wasn't attacking, but you wouldn't question it.
"You guys are pretty short for disassembly drones... But I don't judge! All height is great!" He said positively, you and Uzi just stood there in shock. "Im designation N! But you can just call me- uh... N..? It's just one letter but it's still cool!"
"... WHAT THE FU-"
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Epic funny cut off I'm so cool 😎 👍 Might post a new chapter tmmr but not sure, was too lazy to finish the rest of this one-
