Malfunction (A Googleplier Fanfic)

Twenty One.

Somewhere along the way, (Y/n) had convinced the four that she was in pain because of her position on Googleplier's shoulder. Although she used this as a way to gain leverage in the future, her words weren't exactly incorrect. She could feel her limbs throb as they lost most of their blood flow, not to mention the oxygen blocked off in her head. Once the bots came to an agreement, Googleplier set the girl down onto the pavement, and although she tripped on her own feet for a moment, she found that her sense of balance did not fail her this time.

Before she could do anything, although she wasn't planning on it, The blue A.I. gripped his hand around her wrist and drug her along as they neared the Google facility. (Y/n) couldn't help but gulp as she stared at the corresponding colors of the building. It would never be a happy, colorful environment for her any longer. Now, the only thing that she could think of was the fact that those four colors were all manifested next to her and absolutely refused to let her out of sight.

Then, another thought came into her mind: Why was she this important to the bots? What significance did she hold that caused the robots to keep her alive? It wasn't even as if they were just pitying her and keeping her with them just because. Googleplier gripped her wrist tightly in desperation; need. He refused to let her go even a few inches from him, and that told her all that she needed to know that this wasn't some joke of his. Even though he can't joke. Because he's a robot.

And even though she felt as if her life was preserved on the string of thread that was her silence, she spoke anyhow. If she was going to die, she would die knowing the answers to her questions.

"Why do you need me?"

The questions didn't stop the bots from moving closer to the building, but she visibly caught Googleplier grit his teeth.

"That is a good question." The yellow robot mentioned from behind you. You managed to glance back, only to regret it as you saw the three form malicious smiles on their faces. Googleplier stopped his stomping and turned back towards them.

"Yes, why do we keep her?" The red one chimed in, taking an intimidating step forward. (Y/n) took a step back in response, and although she felt Googleplier's inhuman hand tighten around her wrist, she was far more terrified of the inexperienced A.I. attempting to be rid of her. Was Googleplier thinking about their questions? Was he considering the statements that they were making?

"If any of you even attempt to lay a hand on her flesh, I will be sure to deliver the consequences. And I shall not be lenient."

The three glared at their leader but obviously caught his message. Then again, why were they even listening to him? Was Googleplier their boss? Was he the strongest - even though there were three of them against one?

Regardless of that inquiry, she recalled the difference of... 'age' between the four. Googleplier actually had memories with the girl, rather than the three simply following the instructions of their 'boss'. This was the obvious difference between them, but it didn't stop (Y/n)'s shudder as she thought about her ignorance to that situation, and what would have happened had she been separated from the Googleplier that she knew.

"With all due respect, you still have not said as to why she is even here with us." The green one stated, tilting his head in curiosity.

Googleplier took the hold that he had on the girl to his advantage and pulled her somewhat behind him. She yelped in surprise and was now hissing as she felt her wrist scream at her with pain. She tried to gently squirm it out of his hold slightly to relieve some of the pain, but found that he was still highly alert and made sure to keep a good hold on her.

"For one, (Y/n) is the only human who has ever valued my life." He started, pointing an accusing finger at the three, "She has done so much for us, and has been close to losing her life in regard to it."