Stein's Pov.
"You sure you don't have anything else?"
I asked the sales person. I was shopping for a new wheely chair. My other one had worn out and I miss spinning around.
"Yep. Sorry handsome. Maybe I can fix that with dinner?"
She asked.
I've been here for too long to know that means more than just, 'dinner'.
"Hm. I'm fine. Is there somewhere I can smoke?"
"In the back."
"Thanks."
I walked out the back door and lit a cigarette.
Puffing out smoke, I noticed at the corner at my eye...a wheely chair.
Sir Rolley's Pov.
I sat in the back of an alley way of Bob's Chairs. Horrid place. Threw me back here because I was broken.
The door opened and I saw a man in a lab coat and a screw in his head. He lit up a cigarette and blew smoke from it.
He looks like the man who wouldn't mind me. Even with the condition I'm in.
The man stepped towards me and spun me around.
"That makes me dizzy you know."
I spoke.
The man jumped back, startled by a talking chair.
"Y-You're t-talking...."
"Yea. And?"
He shook his head and put out his cigarette.
"I've been looking for a chair for a while now. I just need to stitch you up and you'll be good as new."
"Okay then. Just wheel me over to your house I guess."
•Time Skip•
Third Pov.
The two wheeled over to Stein's house. Immediately, Sir Rolley fell in love with Stein's house.
"Nice crib."
"Thanks."
Stein opened the door and put Sir Rolley into the house.
"So I never got your name."
"Oh mine? My name is Sir Rolley. And you are?"
"My name is Professor Stein. Let me grab my thread and needle and I'll stitch you up."
Stein walked in to another room when Sir Rolley thought,
Man that's a nice ass. What the Fuck!? IM A CHAIR! I CANT LOVE ANYBODY!! Or can I? Whatever, still though, dat ass!
Author's Note
Sup Bros!
Thanks for reading the very first part of Stein X Sir Rolley.
As I said, is just for fun. LOLZ.
I had fun! And I hope you did as well!
Peace Out!
-Claire
