Godamn androids(Connor x reader)

pigeons

Hank: Hey Connor!

You and Hank were out of the elevator but Connor was standing in the elevator with his eyes closed but hearing his name he opened his eyes and looked at you

Hank: you ran outta batteries for what?

Connor: I'm sorry I was making a report to CyberLife

Hank: Uh...

During that awkward silence, Connor continues to stand in the elevator

You: well you plan on staying in the elevator?

Connor: no! I'm coming

You muffled back a laugh before following Hank down the hall

Hank: so what do we know about this guy?

Connor: not much just that a neighbor reported that he heard strange noises coming from this floor nobody's supposed to be living here but the neighbor said he saw a man hiding a LED under his cap

You: seriously? If we have to investigate every time someone hears a strange noise we're gonna need a lot more cops

You watched as Connor looked at some feathers you walked passed probably analyzing it

You: were you really making a report in the elevator? Just by closing your eyes?

Connor: correct

Hank: shit...wish I could do that

You watched as Connor stared at you then turned and knocked on the door it was completely quiet Connor looked at you and Hank only to revive a shrug from the both of you then he knocked harder

Connor: anybody home?... Open up Detroit Police!

You don't know why but a laugh came up making you bite your tongue when you heard movement from inside

Hank: stay behind me

Connor: got it

Hank pulled out his gun as Connor gently grabbed your elbows pulling you in front of him you looked back at him then rolled your eyes as you watched Hank kick the door down and walk in you had your hand over your gun as you slowly followed him hearing Connor's footsteps from behind you Hank kicked the next door open the pigeons flew out

Hank: what the fuck is this!?

You: pigeons...great

Hank: Jesus this place stinks

You walked through the to room with pigeons flying just about everywhere

You: we came for nothing! Our man's gone

You looked at Connor seeing him with a book

You: found something?

Connor: I don't know...it looks like a notebook but it's...indecipherable

You signed and opened the fridge seeing it completely empty

You: looks like the suspect doesn't eat

You closed the fridge then walked over to the shelf seeing a drivers license

Connor: R.T probably initials

Hank: he put his initials on his jacket? That's something your mom does when you're in first grade

You: *laughs* good thing my mom didn't do it

More pigeons flew around and you could already hear Hank cursing them out

Hank: arg! Jesus, I hate these things!