You're Not a Tool

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KITT has been awfully quiet around Michael lately. After Michael called KITT a 'tool and nothing more'. It was currently midnight, Michael was asleep, and KITT was parked outside. I quickly went out quietly and opened the car door and found myself sitting on the driver's seat.
"Shouldn't you be sleeping? Where's Michael?" KITT asked in concern.
"He's alright, he doesn't know I'm out here. We need to talk."

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KITT began driving down the road at a steady pace while I relaxed.
"You know how Michael called you a tool?" KITT quickly stopped driving, making me fly forward a bit, but was stopped by the seat belt.
"I do not see how Michael has any relation to this topic." I sighed.
"You have become quite silent when Michael is here..."
"That is because I feel that I am not a tool. I am his friend."
"You're right. You're a friend." KITT began driving again and I gently rubbed the seat unknowingly with my hand.
"You're very kind, Ms. Y/n. Kind and sweet," I blushed.
"Thank you, you flatterer." He chuckled slightly.
"I was only telling the truth." He spoke.
My s/c face hued red as his words continued to flatter me.
"You're really sweet, KITT." The car rumbled as he drove faster.
"Hey, could you open your sunroof?" KITT did as I asked and I unbuckled myself from the seat.
"I advise you be very careful." I nodded.
I stood up and stuck my head out of the sunroof, smiling when I felt the sweet wind smack me.
"Wooohooooooo!" I yelled. KITT chuckled at my childishness and I sat back down.
"Actually KITT, What I said about you being my friend was wrong. You're my than my friend." KITT rumbled.
"You're the only human being I know that treats me like a best friend, possible more."
"That's because I really care about you."
"I care about you as well."
I smiled and leaned back in the seat, enjoying the ride.
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