Kiibo x SHSL Survivalist Reader One-Shot: Anything You Can Do, I Can't Do Better

Though class had yet to begin, Kiibo found himself standing by the window of said room, watching the hordes of teens come marching through the campus. It was several stories above ground level, so he was able to get a good view of the front of the campus. It was an illogical endeavor really. Even if he had spotted his friend, it wouldn't make them be by his side any sooner. Yet there he was glancing out searching for them.

The Ultimate Survivalist had left with Rantaro two months ago to go on one of his trips, this time to Ittoqqortoormiit in Greenland, one of the most remote towns in the world. Supposedly getting there was quite the quest itself, a guide being a necessity to get there. Should one get lost, who better than the Ultimate Survivalist to have by one's side. They were supposed to have returned a month ago. Still neither had appeared, even with the bells threatening to toll any minuet now, signaling the start of class.

Though Kiibo himself should have been taking his seat, he was unable to keep still, pacing around. 'Where are they? Why aren't they here yet? Did something happen to them? What is taking them so long? Are they safe?' Those questions seemed to be the only thoughts that could form in his mind. The Ultimate Survivalist was his best friend after all, it was only natural he'd be worried, right? Especially after having no contact for a little over two months, of course he was worried.

Suddenly the tap, tap, tapping of a pencil against his desk snapped him from his thoughts. "Survivalist!" Pure relief seeped from his tone, seeing his dear friend standing before him. "Wait, why is your leg broken!?" A cast covered the whole thing, and in their hands a pair of crutches. After a sigh escaped them, a nervous chuckle seeped out. "Yeah, on the way back from Ittoqqortoormiit a sudden snow storm hit, separating Rantaro and I from our guide, and during the confusion I... may... sort of have... uh..." Kiibo knew them hesitating like this never meant anything good. "g-gotten trampled by someone's dog sled. BUT I'm alright so you don't need to worry about me!" They pumped a fist into the air as if that would prove their point, but in the process almost fell over before swiftly regaining their balance. "Here Survivalist, have a seat, please." The Survivalist practically fell onto the seat Kiibo had pulled out for them. "But enough about me, catch me up on everything I missed out on, Kiibo."

With his dear friend finally returned to his side, the day seemed to flash by and before Kiibo knew it, the school day had already come to an end. The whole time his thoughts were still on his friend, wondering what they were going to do after class. It seemed that they always spent every second of everyday training and exercising, rarely did they ever do anything else. "Survivalist, why don't we go to the library to study together?" Looking up to the robot they saw he held a hand out to them. "Oh, sorry Kiibo, but I'm going to my dorm room to work on my own. I have lots to get done after all." For a moment Kiibo paused, perplexed by the statement. "Are you sure about that? I can help you catch up with all that you missed! It will be no problem for me." They lightly shook their head. "I'll be fine, Kiibo. Thank you though." Using the desk for support they stood up, leaving the classroom surprisingly quickly. Seemed that even with an injury they weren't slowing down for anything. It did Kiibo's heart good to see they hadn't changed one bit, even with such a setback.

The next day Kiibo found himself in a similar position as the last but instead of the window, he kept looking towards the door. The evening prior he came to the conclusion that even if they didn't want it, it would be best that Survivalist had some assistance with their studies. Even before leaving for that trip they often struggled with schoolwork and having been gone for so long, catching up would be all the more difficult. At the very least if they would not accept Kiibo's assistance, they needed someone to tutor them. And so there he sat, looking towards the door. Then finally they appeared.

"Survivalist? You're pale and panting, what happened?" Quickly he pulled out a seat for them. "Heh, I may need some better pain meds. No big deal though, I'm going to have a chat with the Ultimate Pharmacist and see if she can give me anything." Taking his own seat, Kiibo nodded in agreement. "That sounds like the best course of action. Speaking of best courses of action, I wish to speak to you abou-" Before Kiibo could even finish the bells tolled, signaling for class to begin... It was fine, Kiibo would just speak with them later.