Perfectly Imperfect. - Klance Au D:BH

| CHAPTER 10 | Set me free. |

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"Keith!" Lotor yelled.

"Yes, Lotor?" Keith replied, drying his hands with a napkin. Throwing the wet napkin into the trash bin, Keith took a glimpse of Lance, sitting on the couch with Lotor as far away from him.

"Is dinner ready yet?" Lotor asked. Keith took one glimpse of Lance again, and replied.

"Yes, I made carbonara just like you asked."

Lotor nodded, Keith grabbed the two plates of carbonara and placed them on the dining table. He filled each of their glasses with cold water, as the two men settle down onto their chairs. Keith stepped back, and let the other two eat silently like they always do.

No words were exchanged between them for a couple of minutes. It was more awkward that Keith was just standing there, looking at two of them chew. That is until Lotor spoke.

"An officer told me that our boss's old assistant, Romelle isn't going to be destroyed. Apparently they will be taking her to a friend of his to experiment on." Lotor informed Lance, still chewing on their food. "I told them that that is absurd. If a deviant like her is still roaming around, potentially harming other people, it will cause a lot of trouble. Machines like her are meant to be destroyed."

A cold shiver ran down Keith's spine. He looked over at Lance, who is also growing uncomfortable.

"Androids. More cases keep piling up everyday. It honestly concerns me for those people who have them." Lotor said, glancing at Lance. "Did you know that a couple of days ago an android killed a client at a sex club? We haven't solved the case yet, and officers said once we get the android, we have to interrogate it. Ridiculous right? It deserves to be shot down right then and there once we find it."

Lotor took a glance at Keith. His green, eyes seemed like they were glowing underneath the dim light, menacing and piercing right through Keith. Keith gulped, and did his best to keep his posture. Lance gripped his fork harder, his brows furrowing.

"Why would machines need to justify themselves? I mean they're just pieces of plastic. And pieces of plastics deserved to be thrown out once their no longer useful to us" Lotor continued, as he dropped his fork and picked up the cup of water. "Looking at it now, I don't think androids are useful anymore." Lotor then turned his head, looking right at Keith. Lance stopped chewing, a sickening feeling rising up to his stomach. Sweat started to trickle down his temples. He gulped and proceeded to speak.

"Look, I don't give a crap about your android cases alright? Why don't you just eat your goddamn food." Lance spoke, trying to get Lotor off of Keith. Lotor then looked at Lance, and raised his brow.

"I thought you didn't like androids Lance? I mean, before we got one, you always used to ramble on about how androids keep stealing our jobs, stealing our positions in life, and how useless they are." Lotor said, his tone in a teasing matter. It was like, he was mocking Lance. Telling Keith what he was, before him. Keith looked at Lance, his eyes widened a bit. You could tell the panic in his eyes.

"Do you really have to bring this up now?" Lance asked, slamming the cup of water onto the dining table. Lotor chuckled. He stood up, placing the cup of water gently onto the table, and walked towards Keith. He gripped Keith's shoulders, hard. He smiled innocently, and looked at Lance.

"I just wanted to tell you how much you made me learn Lance. You made me learn how androids really are useless things. I mean look at it! It's just standing there, waiting for me. The stuff you used to tell me, how much of a bad influence they are in this world, how could I be fool to ignore you?" Lotor said, he let go of his strong grip. Without notice, Lotor pushed Keith hard onto the dining table. The dining table shifted from its spot. Water spilling onto the table, the food was now long forgotten, growing cold.