Murder Drones: Have FAITH and PRAY (Murder Drones x Male Reader)

{ BONUS/SIDE CHAPTER }: HAPPY BIRTHDAY JUPO!!! 🎉🎂🥳 (and Murder Drones too)

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"Tell me, Metal Buddy. What would you be doing without a pal like me, huh?" A familiar voice was heard speaking yet nothing was visible, the voice got no response.

"I'll tell ya whatcha would be doing! You'd be wallowing in misery cause you wouldn't have such a GREAT companion like myself, does that sound about right? Cause it sure does to me!" They continued to speak, quite highly of themselves too as if their ego had been inflated too much by overconfidence and a superiority complex perhaps.

"Here's a better question for ya...Uzi. Do you believe you deserve such an amazing, understanding, pretty, and caring friend? Well...do you want my answer on that?" Nothing...silence, almost deafening even.

"Well if you're askin' me, you're trusty, beloved, and very understanding friend LA JUPO or Y/N, whichever floats or sinks your boat, I believe..."

All of a sudden we see our one and only familiar skeletal figure with his iconic gash in his chest, Y/N (better known as La Jupo) sitting next to Uzi on her bed inside her room within the Worker Drone colony on Copper-9, she had a bored and tired expression plastered onto her face as she simply continued to listen to his ramblings as he had been doing for the past hour.

"OF COURSE YOU DON'T DESERVE SOMEONE AS SPECTACULAR AS MYSELF! What? Did you think I was gonna say "You do!" Well if you did then you'd be DEAD wrong! No one deserves this magnificent bastard...EVER!" Y/N says as he hops off of Uzi's bed and walks towards a mirror he had set up to stare at his magnificence and beauty every once in a while, just as he was doing at this very moment.

Y/N: "But...I will say, my dear Metal Buddy! I...have found yours and those other silly little drone's company to be quite...enjoyable and entertaining to say the least. It reminds me of old times, good times...

His expression then seemed to dim as he looked at himself in the mirror with a puzzling expression, not one of confidence or an egoistical smile like usual, but one of potential emptiness, or was it remembrance? Possibly both? Who knows.

Y/N: "Enough about me, though! Oh wait, who am I kidding? It's my birthday today, it should be ALL about me today!!! Speaking of which, when are the others gonna come back, we've been here for over an HOUR already! King Shamusa shouldn't be confined to a singular emo drone's room on his birthday! It's blasphemous!"

He asked Uzi, who gently slapped her visor out of irritation thanks to her fellow skeleton friend who seemed to be far less understanding than he's been promoting himself to be.

Uzi: "Y/N this is the ONE HUNDREDTH TIME YOU'VE ASKED THIS QUESTION! The others will get back when they get back, they're doing something very important right now! So please help me robo-God, if you ask ONE more time, I'll keep you locked in here by yourself all DAY, capiche?!"

All of a sudden a loud knock was heard on Uzi's bedroom door as it then opened revealing an all-too-familiar face to Y/N. An old friend, his FIRST friend, one who gave him good memories to last a lifetime...his so-called mechanical "brother."

C4

Y/N: "C4!!!! OLD PAL, THERE YOU ARE!!!"

Y/N then hastily ran over to the door and stood face-to-face with his old friend, as they stared at each other for what seemed to be forever with their regular facial expressions...until C4 cracked a small grin.

C4: "Howdy, birthday bud. How's Uzi been treatin' ya? Good, I hope."

Y/N: "Ah you know how she is, being her regular emo metal spoon self, just like how you are sometimes! It's frustrating to deal with at times, like she told me, ME! That if I had asked her where you guys were, I'd be locked in this miserable purple room all by myself all day! Do you KNOW how absurd that sounds?! To lock ME, King Shamusa, La Jupo, Y/N, THE CHAOS GOD OF DEATH, in an emo's room for his birthday?!? It's insanity!"