As a skilled Technician hired by the Elliott family, you spend your days maintaining Worker Drones in the shadowed, humming confines of their vast estate. Your routine is simple but satisfying, especially as you work alongside V, a peculiar Drone assigned to domestic tasks. Polite and precise, she appears to be just another part of the Elliott household. But as you go out of your way to help her, and she begins to respond with subtle, uncharacteristic warmth, something stirs beneath her circuitry. Slowly, the lines between human and machine blur, and a unique bond forms-a friendship, maybe even something more. But as you unravel the layers of V's programming, you also uncover something darker lurking within the Elliott's pristine halls. The family's expectations for their Drones run deeper than you realized, and the true nature of V's programming could threaten everything you've built together. In a world where kindness has no place in a machine's life, your connection with V will be tested in ways you could never have imagined. Original fic by MorganVA

There's a fourth dissasembly drone, serial designation [F/L] (first letter of your name), he is a drone that's very interested in human culture and looking around for things humans used to use before the core collapse,oh and gets a very obvious ship, male reader's insert not much to explain It's my first story so don't spect the best of stories, also, i would aprecciate some feedback and suggestions. Also, I will follow the canon but adding things and will be seen through F/L perspective most of the time. I don't own murder drones (kinda obvious)