Third POV:
Rays of sunlight peek into the manor in the early hours of the morning. Solar yellow and golden hues bask through the lab's large square windows, giving the rose gold figure's metal a slightly warmer pink tone. The light cascades over her joints and curves, the metallic surface shimmering brilliantly as the sun continues to rise. Slowly, the bot begins to stir.
Rose's POV:
My eyes open, taking a second to adjust as I am greeted with bright rays of light. I raise my hand to cover my optics, the other pushing myself into an upright position. I feel the fabric and cushioning shifting beneath me, warm steam absconds from my multitude of joints. When my pupils finally calibrate, I feel the need to stretch. Arms raise and extend, taunting then easing my springs and coils. Yawning, tiny trinkets within my cheeks cheerfully grind but it is soon cut off at the realization of where I am at. Whispering beneath my steamy breath. "Am...I back at the Manor?"
No reply, as to be expected when you are alone in a room. I tilt my head, taking in my environment. I am in the lab but I had been outside in the snow? Perplexing, I must have been found and brought here overnight at least. I recall almost everything from the duration of the two or three days that have passed, except for a few being fragmented. Running my hand over my chest amid thought, something sharp contacts my metallic fingertips. I jump, startled by the sensation. Peering down, I notice the vertical crack in my heart seal. Eyes widen as the memory remigrated, only one thought now exists in my mind. Where's The Spine?
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Human At Heart (Inspired by Deactivated_Steambot)
FanfictionIt has been over a year since Rose was found from the rotting cottage and warmly adopted into the Walter Manor, living her new life blissfully with the company of her four metal and six human friends. Life couldn't be better! However, amid the blit...