If I can't save you... [MURDER DRONES SWAP AU]

Three: Tea and gross murdery things, yuck!

Nathan watched as Cyn rearranged the tea party for about the tenth time with her weird sickness thingy, the yellow symbol that was a hexagon with three arrows protruding out from it was moving around the objects with such ease that Nathan wondered if maybe these powers weren't such a bad thing. I mean, Cyn probably could be the solution to the genocide robot problem right outside the bunker! Not like Nathan would allow Cyn to be used like that however.

Cyn waddled over to Nathan once she was finished with her rearrangements, looking up at him with her blank, yellow eyelights. Nathan smiled as well, "Good morning, Miss Cynthia. Lovely day for tea, hm?" he had recited this script so he would be able to replicate exactly what Cyn wanted his character to be. She loved roleplaying, and he always loved making her happy.

Cyn giggled, not a narration giggle, an actual giggle. Nathan led Cyn to one of the toy plastic chairs Cyn had set up and helped her sit down. He then also took his seat.

"[Criss cross apple sauce]," Cyn narrated, sitting with her legs crossed, "it's a nice morning Mr. N." Nathan nodded and began to serve them their pretend tea. He handed Cyn her teacup.

"[Smile. Light sip.]," she brought the cup to her lips. Well, failed to. Her motor skills weren't that great, and she ended up spilling the imaginary tea all over herself. Nathan stuffed down a laugh, and helped to clean up the pretend tea. Cyn giggled again, but suddenly stood up.

"I'm bored, big brother," She said, waddling over to him and reaching up in a grabby-hands motion. Nathan chuckled and picked her up, setting her on his shoulders.

"Well, what do you want to do?" Nathan asked.

"[Giggles] explore."

"Explore... where? We already know every nook and cranny in the manor."

"Outside."

"Outside? Cyn you know you're not allowed to leave the manor."

"Please big brother?" She looked down at him, her visor displaying a picture of a golden retriever puppy. Nathan sighed and smiled at her.

"Aw, you know I can't resist that look," Nathan began to walk, grabbing his backpack and began to fill it with stuff Cyn would need. A portable charging cable in case she went offline and he needed to transfer power from himself to her, oil canisters and batteries for snacks. He took Cyn off his shoulders and had to practically fight her to get her gloves and eyepatch on. But soon, they were sneaking out of the manor. Nathan left a note for Tessa so she wouldn't worry about where they had gone.

As soon as they cleared the manor's doors, Cyn took of running.

"wha- HEY WAIT-!" Nathan called out to her, taking off after her. They got looks from other drones as they passed, but they were mostly trained on Cyn. And Nathan didn't feel like explaining to people who she was. Besides, he needed to make sure his sister didn't seriously hurt herself!

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Cyn led Nathan practically throughout the whole bunker before she finally stopped. Nathan caught up to her and grabbed her.

"Cyn what the heck!?" he scolded her, "you can't go running around everywhere!" he began to check her over for injuries, even checking her battery levels. 100%.

Wait.

Huh?

That couldn't be right. Cyn hadn't gotten to fill charge in years. And yet, here she was. Even after all that power exertion she would need to run that fast.