Murder Drones One-Shots [Volume One]

ROCKSTAR

A/N: Request from @329932J Doll x V x N. *Puts bucket over head in shame*  I'm going to go to the corner now.  Y'all...I wrote Cracked Chapter Pt. 3, and then I don't know what the hell came over me, suddenly I wrote this.  I...have no words other than just brace yourselves.  Holy shit.  One more thing, N's name has nothing to do with anyone in real life or anything, I just asked AI to give me a few names and I liked that the best.  Enjoy the fic!  Heh...still sleep deprived btw. 

Doll could hear the immense amount of yelling and cheering from miles away, there as her and Lizzy approached the big dome, excitement filled her chest. They were going to go and see N, the cute golden retriever murder drone, who was also known as Nytrix, the rockstar. While Doll did hate the disassembly drones for killing, N had refrained from doing so, only getting the resource he needs ethically now from oil banks within the colony. His music was how he gave back, something Doll could appreciate.

The Russian and blond worker made their way into the dome, handing their tickets in and entering. Meanwhile, there was another group vastly approaching, J and V, the female disassembly drones. V had to practically drag the pigtailed drone to the dome, while the two females didn't like him, V could appreciate the music he created and sang. In a way she felt closer to him, like what they had back in the manner.

Before the concert started, everyone getting their glowsticks, merch, and whatever assorted things that they snuck in, Doll noticed someone in the distance, how could she not? They were the tallest there, the two female murder drones. She gritted her teeth, hissing a little under her breath as Lizzy simply looked at her and rolled her optics.

"She's not that bad you know."

"Easy for you to say, she didn't kill your entire family." The Russian worker spat back. The blond only held up her hands and waited for the concert to start.

If she's distracted...then maybe I can...

The sudden need for bloodshed and revenge came over Doll, sneaking up to V closely. She was only a few feet away, solver out and ready to attack, before V swiftly turned around, holding something in her hand. She looked up at the female murderer, who seemed like she was awfully calm for someone with her temperament.

"I figured you were going to try something, so, I got these two VIP passes. One for you, one for me. How about we settle this?" V's words caught her off-guard.

"Why are you trying to make up all the sudden?"

"I just...look at what N's achieved. We're past the whole murdering thing, and I'm sorry for what I did to your family, I really am. But I can't change what I did. I can't magically bring your mother's core back. But I can at least do this."

Weighing out options was a hard thing for Doll to do, she normally just went with her primordial instinct and killed whatever pissed her off and got in her way, not really that different from a murder drone itself. V trying to patch things up felt strange, but in a way she understood. Especially from learning from Uzi's point of view on everything that happened. The purple worker even managed to get Doll's core back and return it to her body, something that still scared her from time to time. Groaning, she rolled her optics and snatched one of the VIP passes.

"I guess it wasn't entirely your fault considering it was your job and the way you were programmed. I'll...see you after the show." She felt a slight little tingle in her worker core, and possibly some blush lines appearing on her visor. Running away, V watched her in surprise. She wasn't expecting Doll to listen to her, much less reply with that response. She expected a full on fight, but placing a hand on her hip, she smirked at the little sentient toaster. J then cleared her throat, clearly obvious she was watching the whole time.