Dechart: Become Connor

Emily 9 3/4

It's past 1am now and Hank has fallen asleep. The movie marathon was fun, watching close to 5 movies on Netflix back to back, but I'm still not tired so I move to the floor and pet Sumo. He's a good dog. Very laid back like Hank is. Sumo leans into each scratch and pet I give him, so I lay with him on my side. He sniffs my face and licks me a few times, until I kiss his nose, which weirds him out.

"Oh I can't give you kisses but you can makeout with my face?" He decides now would be a good time to get up and he leaves to eat. I stand up and look around the area. The table is cluttered with stray popcorn and empty beer bottles, with the occasional bent soda can here and there. I clean up the table and that's when I realize the mess in his house. I wash his dishes and take out the trash, then I move to throw his clothes in the wash. He really doesn't take care of himself. I'm still not tired and I'm really bored so I try to find something to occupy my mind so I don't think about the android camps. So I don't think about Connor. I decide to finally return to Hanks sleeping self and begin to annoy him. I start with tickling the brim on his nostrils, then I give him a wet willy. His reactions are so minor, I know I have to do more. I take his bottom lip between my fingers and pretend to make him talk. "Hi I'm Hank and I like eating shit." I chuckle at the stupid joke, but let go of his lip since he doesn't move. I grin micheviously at the most cruel idea. I put my lips right up to his left ear, take a deep breath, and... "HANK WAKE UP!!" He immediately shoots up and looks around. I laugh hysterically and he squints his eyes at me.

"You bitch." He mutters.

"You've been asleep since the second movie!" I whine and push out my bottom lip.

"Don't pout at me! I get tired!" He defends.

"I do too! I get tired of your shit!" I barely say before a grin takes over my face and I giggle.

"Says the one who buys hotdogs and only eats the bun!" He teases back.

"It makes more sense than trying to kiss your co-worker to just pretend it didn't happen!" I exclaim. I don't know why I brought that up. Maybe because it's been on my mind since it happened. His smile fades and his eyebrows furrow.

"Did that bother you?" He asks.

"No! Not really... I just don't know why you did it and that bothers me." I explain awkwardly.

"You didn't mind?" He asks, smirking. My face gets hot.

"No no no! Wait! That sounded bad!" I playfully hit his arm and he laughs. Just then, a knock sounds at the door. Hank and I look at each other in confusion before he gets up and answers the door. I don't pay attention as he does, rubbing my eyes and yawning. I turn the tv off and turn a light on and that's when Hank returns... with a friend. "Connor?" I see him take note of what I'm wearing, shorts and one of Hanks shirts.

"Hello Emily." He greets.

"I thought you were dead." I say honestly, my voice hoarse.

"I-"

"I know, you can't die. You are a machine. Regardless, I thought... I'd never see you again." He squints his eyes at me.

"I didn't die. I assisted Markus and Jericho with achieving freedom." His words shock me. He helped the deviants. "I broke free from Amanda. She tried to control me. I should've known she was just using me." He says, sadness in his voice.

"Well don't be a stranger! Come sit! Hang out!" Hank invites the awkward android. He accepts the offer and sits next me, Hank sitting on the other side where he had been seated before. Hank pulls me onto his lap and holds me close to his body. This action surprises me, I've been with him all night and he never had shown any affection like this. Nonetheless, it's comfortable, so I lean my head on his chest. He kisses my forehead and I close my eyes.