The party was over, the ballroom near empty as the manor regurgitated the various well dressed guests out of its exquisitely decorated front door. Leaving the manor's owner to wave them off, her husband busy reaping the rewards of a recent gambling run against another member of their extended family.
"Get lost you walking talking flounder of a tin can. Clearly James should of betted you instead of what he did bet." The top hat wearing human that had colourfully exclaimed that put one of his hands on his hips as he spun a wine glass like a basketball in his free hand. Surprising the worker drone that was his unwilling conversational partner with the display of dexterity.
The human then smirked as he noticed the butler dressed drone's gaze, although this looked more threatening then the master had intended due to the fact that drones saw humans as nothing more then black silhouettes. "Thought so, you know...".
The human paused for a second, tipping his top hat back up as he stooped down to look at the armband that the robot wore. N glancing awkwardly away at the action, humans were never this interested in him. So this was a change. The yellow band stating the name and designation of every drone that the human's niece had apparently rebuilt. After he read it, the human stood back up. taking a second glass off of N's platter as he did.
"N, Hmm, Tessa's getting lazy I see. ANYWAY! I, The Great Lord Frumplebucket will teach you my very flabbergasting party tricks and doodads.".
N, not trusting himself enough to speak back to the masters at all but also confused at the apparent lack of disdain that the human had for the butler styled robot. As well as this Lord Frumplebucket's sudden switch in mood. Decided to just nod, agree with the overly energetic man in front of him. Said man, sparring a glance back into the center of the ball before resuming his one sided conversation with N.
"Now listen here tinny!"
N. Who had been making rounds across the manor ballroom and picking up any discarded and finished drinks as he did now waited and listened to the human as he explained, in perfect detail. How to do many rather useless things, such as spinning objects on your fingers, knuckles and most uselessly. The nose. That last one being something that the lord realized would be unwanted information half way through his now twenty minute long lecture.
"Ohh... arhg fiddlestick devils, I forgot you lot don't have noses like I do. Uhh.. we do. Because Im not the only human with a nose." The man stuttered out, evidently half confusing himself in the process as the goofy looking black silhouette focused on keeping the wine glass that was balancing on his nose from falling.
Fortunately for N. Frumplebucket was now being interrupted by someone more important calling to him from the center of the ballroom, the table he sat at still dressed with the spoils of economic warfare. Lord Frumplebucket quickly stoped his shenanigans and returned the two glasses to N, grandly gesturing towards the exit as he did so. N taking the hint and leaving down the extravagantly decorated hall just in time.
"Brother! Stop fraternizing with those drones.".
"Your the dillydally-er that accepted my bet. Two extra tin cans for this house of cards and yet sir mighty tells me off for having a little fun?". Frumplebucket swung his arm over in some lightning fast pointing gesture. Levelling it at his brother in a mock accusatory mannor.
James sighed, exasperated with his somehow esteemed guest that had yet to leave. The manor's co-owner then softly pointed out the obvious.
"Yes... You still lost that bet."
"I know.".
The two got to their discussions as brothers usually did, neither again acknowledging the existence of N while thunder cracked and the dull gray sky lit up once more with far away lightning.
The clouds withholding the rain as a single drone worked outside the manor they lived inside. The Elliot family owning them all as a personal workforce, along with the other thousand or so robots that had now been discarded into the dump pile that resided out the back.
The lone robot cosigned to sort through the pile for anything that could be recycled for as long as possible, N pitied him as the butler dressed drone watched from the window. It had been about ten or so minutes since he had finished with the glasses that he took from the ballroom. Of course N had been given more tasks, mainly more glasses to clean but the slight struggle was real.
Said tasks he was now neglecting as N watched the single drone outside chuck something into a wheelbarrow before the they hoisted their shovel up and moved out of sight. The drone's long mattered silver hair trying its best to deny the wind the pleasure of further messing with it.
"Watching Z?" A warm but quiet voice spoke towards N from behind. The dull yellow lights on the ceiling casting down a warm glow as N turned from the window and saw the worker drone who had spoke. It was V, dressed in her maid outfit along with a pair of circle glasses that N found quite cute who had returned N from his solemn daydreaming.
"Uhh, yeah... I shouldn't be though I know. We have more important jobs then staring out a window. Hah-a..." N completed his sentence with a small but somewhat forced chuckle as the butler went and grabbed the platter full of wine glasses he had neglected cleaning. V holding onto her cleaning duster in one hand, the other readjusting her glasses while N began to wipe the wine glasses clean.
The pair began working away at the same bar, V dusting off the human sized attraction while N sat on one of the seats and finished with the ten or so glasses. This continued for a while, the sky darkening further and further until the clouds finally gave out. Unable to hold onto the rain within themselves, that which now began to torrent down.
Once N had finished with the wine glasses, he began to help V with the dust. Having went and retrieved another duster to wield against the infestation of particles before setting into his job with rigor. His mind wondering over to V too often for him to not notice her seemingly doing the same. Just little glances from across the room. Or when their white eyes locked onto each other for a nanosecond, or the fact that they seemingly didn't even need to communicate with each other to work well together.
Occasionally speaking out to each other as they worker, bringing up topics of that which wasted time. Distracting from the task at hand with simple conversation.
"N?" V had asked, barely loud enough to hear her from their significant difference in location.
"Mhm? What's up?". He had responded, continuing to dust down one of the walls as he spoke.
V hesitated for a second, then steeling herself and asking.
"I- I was wondering, have you ever held a flower?". N answered instantly. Cheerful, but he could pretty easily pick up that this was an important question that was being asked.
"No.".
"Oh. Uhm, maybe we could get Tessa to find some for us." V answered, plying back the last of the dust that resided where she was as she spoke. Then cutely sneezed when the dust had got into her mouth, somehow.
After they had purged almost the entire room of their foe, the maid and butler set their sights upon the wretched dust's capitol and attacked it with all their cleaning might. However, during the assault, they slightly bumped into each other. A small spark jumping between the their hands as the metal lightly tapped against its counter part.
"Ah???" The pair exclaimed as they looked at each other, small blush lights showing themselves on both visors for a bare second before being overshadowed by a bright flash outside. Along with the crack of lightning an instant later and a scream of surprise. N broke the building tension between him and V further when he dumbly stated the obvious with a small amount of concern in his voice.
"Lightning?"
"Yeah it was, moron! You two better not be slacking off." J stormed in and declared at the pair, her face showing a mix of conflicting feelings. Somehow the pigtailed drone's visor could show confusion, worry, anger, happiness, disgust and pride all at the same time. J had also led another duo of robots into the room, both of them standing at the entrance as they checked out their new outfits. The pair of them being used to wearing attire such as the maid and butler outfits they had been given since they were what Lord Frumplebucket had gambled away. He apparently worked in theatre industry anyway.
J's already restrained emotions further threatened to escape her when the door out to the back opened with a tired squeal. A disgruntled little girl trudged inside, soaked from the sudden downpour just like the drone that stood next to her. A confused look on its visor that was punctuated by her bright yellow eyes that contrasted with her torn and blackened maid's clothing.
N looked around at everyone as they moved, the room going all wobbly and deafened. He saw J tentatively approach the human and the new maid. Someone was missing... Where was she? Who was missing..? N couldn't of forgot, she was so clingy... and blue?
N stood up, wobbling in time with the room as it apparently shook side to side. Everything moving fine despite the fact that to N, the room was almost being violently shaken around. Only the pair of yellow eyes staying still, locked on him with sad look. Within the next minute the rooms shaking had increased to the point that N could only see moving blurs. Then only darkness, except for the pair of yellow disks that had locked themselves onto the butler drone.
Then, obviously. He woke up.
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