[EN] Please Stop Hacking Me: A Detroit Story

Chapter 9

November, 12th: evening

„Do you wanna tell me he slept in?" Connor asked Hank and pointed on Pete who was laying on the sofa.

As they got home Pete placed himself on the sofa and quickly slept in. Sumo was laying on his legs and Cookie was laying on his chest, his hand placed on the cats back. Probably he petted her.

„Oh yeah... He sometimes does that. It's kind of adorable since he and sumo sometimes slept in like this" Hank said with a slight smile. Connor looked at Pete and the two pets. A soft smile sneaked over on his lips and slight hue of blue covered his cheeks. Hank noticed it and looked at him.
„You like him, don't ya'?" Hank asked Connor and the android looked at him. Confused he raised an eyebrow.
„What do you mean, Lieutenant?" He asked confused and looked back at Pete. Hank is right... It's really adorable.

„I see how you look at him... Pete also told me about the walk you two had together. Also how you two met the first time" Hank spoke and looked to the window.
„Answer this question honestly, Connor... What do you feel in his presence?" Hank continued and looked back at Connor.
The android seemed be a bit nervous.

„I...  M-my system is playing crazy when he is doing something... Unlikely... For an android. Like... Protecting Ortiz' android or... Protecting me when Gavin... Punched me... I-it was fascinating to meet... Another one who... Has the same features like me... Also I feel something strange when I look at him" Connor admitted and turned his face away from Hank. Probably to hide his blush.
The old man began to smile a bit.
„Hank... What... What is... love?" Connor asked suddenly and looked clueless to Hank and his smile got smaller but then it got brighter. He made some quick researchers the past days and now... And he always got as answer that he might fallen in love with someone which... Confused him... Obviously. He didn't knew what to do with these informations and needed some help with that.

„You'll know it soon or later" Hank replied and walked to his bedroom.
Connor watched Pete. He just laid there... A giant dog on his legs and a tiny cat on his chest where he placed his hand it's back. His right arm was just hanging from the sofa and touched the floor. When he listened closely he could hear the cat's purring which just sounds adorable. Cookie, Sumo and Pete seemed... Peaceful. Like Ying and Yang... They were one. Probably Pete had a special bond with animals because Sumo didn't attack him after he returned.
Connor sneaked over to his side and kneeled down. It was just so peaceful. No sudden movements... No twitching from eye or lip corner or eyebrow... Just nothing. On his temple were still the mark from his LED he had removed. His scan tells him that this happened two years ago. But why did Hank keep his LED? This still was something which Connor didn't understand even if he wanted.
Probably to remember him? He knew it made Hank upset to see the photo of his deceased son on the kitchens table.
But... Didn't it hurt him to keep Pete's LED? Was he hoping that his old friend was alive and would come back?

He wanted to put his finger on it. But Pete slowly opened his eyes. Pete noticed quickly that someone was next to him and watched to Connor. Both looked at each other for a minute, not realizing what's happening but then both began to blush.

„Oh dang is this awkward" Pete said quietly and placed his hand on his cheek after a hue of a bluish violet covered his freckles.
Connor had the same destiny and thought about something he could ask him.
„Hey, lil' P." Connor began and Pete gave him his attention.
„What you think about... Taking a walk?" He asked with a slight smile. Pete was surprised about Connors question and smiled a little bit.
„Sure! Wait there" Pete replied as he pulled his legs to him after they were buried under Sumo, took Cookie, got up, placed Cookie on the sofa and went back to his room.
Connor looked at Cookie and the cat looked back at him. He liked her green/brown eyes she had and the lighter fur markings in her face.
The name 'Cookie' suited he perfectly. She reminded someone on a cookie or maybe brownies. He petted the cat's head and it began to purr which caused him a smile. She was so cute and looked fragile. By scanning her he found out that she was a shorty for her age. She was three years old but smaller than normal cats. But Connor adored that fact and watched the little feline playing with a cord. After a few minutes Peter came back with some clothings.