Malfunction (A Googleplier Fanfic)

Ten.

(Y/n) awoke slowly, the feeling of herself being shaken causing her to drag her consciousness out of slumber. She glanced towards the source, staring at the unemotional eyes of Googleplier. She also hazily noticed that there were several people reaching above to the overhang storage in order to grab onto their things, and some were already exiting the now rooted plane.

"We must be going."

Googleplier removed his hand from her, allowing the girl to stretch out in her small seat. After regaining the majority of her recovered energy, her mind reminded her of the circumstances of the plane before she had fallen back asleep for a second time. Recalling the events that took place in her unsure state of mind, she glanced to Google, a concerned look on her face.

"What happened while I was asleep?"

"We hit some turbulence." He explained, a calm look on his features. She held her hand up to the top of her head, remembering the electric shock that resonated through her mind.

"Like I believe that." She spat, causing Googleplier to roll his eyes.

"Anyhow, we need to stop and inquire with the first-aid staff here at the airport. You could have a minor head injury." It was her turn to roll her eyes as she reminded herself of his supposed update.

"I'm not dead now, am I? Besides, we should wait until we can get to Google Headquarters. I'm sure that their staff will be much more willing to give me proper treatment."

"Fair enough. But from now on, you must grip onto my palm. I would not be happy to find that you had collapsed somewhere without my knowledge." He got up from his chair, proceeding to grab the girl's small bags from the overhang storage. She simply stared up at him, gawking.

"... You want me to hold your hand??"

"Essentially, yes." He answered, not bothering to give her even the slightest glance. She quickly glanced down at her lap, feeling her face heat up slightly. What would people on the outside think? And what would Google Corporation say about it if they found out? They would probably suspect something absolutely absurd or ridiculous.

"Google, we can't do that-"

"If you are concerned about what others may think, I can assure you that I will take the responsibility of my own request. After all, my current duty is to defend and protect you in this foreign area, and that is the best way to achieve maximum protection."

She grumbled, sinking down in her seat as she thought about his proposition. Well, obviously, this was something that he wouldn't let up on. She wished that there was some way around it, but it seemed that her options were extremely limited. She sighed, hoping that the redness in her cheeks would soon fade away.

"... Fine."

Google looked down at her pouting form, resisting a grin as he held her bag. Of course, he refused to let her carry something like that around because of her supposed condition, so he held it in his own hand. It was simply a drawstring bag, so it wouldn't take much strength to lug it around.

"Well, then we should begin our journey to Google Headquarters." He reminded, holding out his hand to her. She hesitantly considered not taking his hand and just trying to travel without his physical assistance, but something told her that the stunt that she was thinking of pulling wouldn't fare too well against the A.I. waiting for her to return the gesture. She sighed, getting up out of her chair before grasping her hand onto hers.

"Lead the way."

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She gawked as she walked through the crowded airport, watching the passerby's as if they were all aliens. Honestly, she wasn't expecting to be so shocked, but considering that she had never been to a foreign country like this, she presumed that it was expected of her.