Incompatible

Chapter 5

{[×] Explain}

I gave a nervous smile as I glanced at Chloe, her gaze fully on me for once instead of one of her own androids.

"Well you see, I don't know why I did it. I just felt a sudden urge to go somewhere else and explore the world I was created into. My curiosity is Chloe's fault, she is the one who added it to my programing." I quickly blamed Chloe like a child, getting a playful glare from Chloe and a confused look from Hank. Connor just stared at me unamused by my behavior.

"We're going to talk about this later, (Y/n)." Connor told me, not putting up much of a fight of getting answers from me. His tone was slightly harsh.

I nodded and lightly glanced to Chloe, who could easily the pain in my expression. I headed to her and we began to head to her workplace quietly, Connor and Hank having to stay back in the front room as Eli prevented them from following.

"They don't know about Rex, right?" I asked her, feeling slightly uncomfortable. I felt a slight pain in my forehead and gripped it softly. Chloe didn't notice.

"Of course not, why would I show them Rex?" She giggled and kept walking. "YN840, register your status." She suddenly spoke up in a stern voice.

"Thirium pump stable, optical units slightly damaged, arms damaged, mid-torso damaged, memory stable, taste buds stable, filter pumps stable, thirium low." I registered in an emotionless tone, my voice a bit mechanical.

"I see. I'll have to fix your sides and arms, I luckily hold spares of them for you. As for your eyes, you'll have to use glasses because I don't carry your specific type of optical units around." Chloe smiled softly and we stopped when we made it to her work room.

There was a table and bright light off to the side while a desk sat in the middle. There was a loveseat and comfortable fancy chairs. We headed to the table and I laid down on it and pulled off my trench coat, hissing and cursing under my breath from the pain of using my arms or straining them. Chloe put me on standby and I shut down while she worked.

-Connor's Pov-

I sat there, staring at Hank as he explored. I was getting nervous, Chloe had taken (Y/n) twenty minutes ago already and there was no sign of them returning yet. I stood up and rushed to the Android Chloe had multiple of. It stared at me and I tried to push past it, but it wouldn't let me.

"I'm sorry, but you must wait here until Chloe says it's okay for you to go past." The android told me, but Hank wasn't having any of that. He headed over and pinned the android against the wall and I rushed past.

Other androids saw me but didn't do anything as I rushed to the only room that had a light on under the crack of the door. It was labeled 'Workshop/Office'. I opened the door and threw the door open, looking around and noticing Chloe bending over (Y/n). She turned around, holding one of (Y/n)'s arms as it was pulled off her body.

"Connor. It would be best if you waited back in the room you were in before. How did you get past Eli?" She seemed to have a playful undertone in her slightly stern voice.

"Sorry, you were just taking so long." I apologized. I looked at (Y/n), noticing she wasn't wearing her tie or her trench coat while part of her button up white shirt was unbuttoned at the top. "Wh-Why is she like that?" I pointed to her.

"(Y/n)? Oh, part of the buttons for the release of her fore arm is on her shoulder blade so I had to remove her tie and unbutton part of the undershirt to reach the button." Chloe waved around the damaged severed arm as she made slight hand motions. It was slightly disturbing.

"Oh." I hummed, unable to take my eyes off (Y/n)'s face as it was so calm. It showed no discomfort and was completely relaxed. "Could you tell me a bit more about her?" I asked.

"Well, she's going to be wearing glasses from now on. Her opt- eyes. Her eyes are slightly damaged for some reason and she takes a specific type and color, but I don't have any at the moment. She does sleep like a human, so if she suddenly falls asleep then don't freak out. She can taste and smell as well, she also has a stomach so she can eat. It breaks down the food and uses it as energy, not leaving anything afterwards. So I suggest healthy foods for her so then she isn't sluggish all day." Chloe told me as she got another arm piece and bent over (Y/n) again to connect it to the joint. "She also has a downstairs." She stated casually and caused me to choke on air.

"You gave her what?!" I shouted, coughing harshly.

"Well the model of android she liked from the designs was one that was going to be a sex android so we made her a prototype and now she is the only one. She doesn't have back up models she can move to, so she is human in the sense that she only has one body and cannot be replaced." Chloe explained a bit more as she cleaned up (Y/n)'s joints from blue blood. She stopped bending over the table and stood back.

"Now what?" I asked her.

"Now this." Chloe smiled. "YN840 restart." She commanded, causing (Y/n)'s eyes to open and the android sat up and groaned softly as she used her new arms.

"A-Ah! Connor, what are you doing in here?" She stared at me in worry.

-(Y/n)'s Pov-

Connor looked at me in confusion and awe as he saw me. I was confused, looking down at myself. I gasped softly as I realized me appearance. My shirt was slightly stained blue, it was unbuttoned and showed some cleavage, my tie was gone, my hair was a mess, and I looked like a mess.

"Chloe, what did you tell him?" I asked her, an accusing glare pointed at my maker.

"I just told him all the basic information for having you." She shrugged casually. "Such as; you need to eat healthy, sleep, and that you can't die or else you won't come back."

"You told him what?!" I shouted in anger. "You just ruined something Chloe, you ruined a plan of mine."

"But that means a lot more to me now. You told me you would give your life for mine while we both only have one body and mind." Connor rushed over to me and grasped my hands in his joyfully. I felt slightly uncomfortable.

"Yes, but that still means you aren't allowed to fall off rooftops." I muttered, staring at our hands.

{[⏺️] Pull hand away}
{[∆] Stay silent}
{[⏹️] ....?}