A/N:

BOO.

TWO ONESHOTS IN ONE DAY BABYYYYYYYY!!

this one's Requested! Also Y/n's kinda grumpy in this idkk

Yeah I had this draft for a while and I feel bad for not completing it earlier cuz the requester was rlly nice and patient about it so yeah. Sorry for the wait 😭

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Ouch

Thats all you thought as you fell face-first on the snow. Your robotic arms flailing with a hiss, Throwing a tantrum.

"Ehhh....could use some practice!" A cheery voice stated awkwardly behind you, trying to lift up your spirit As he crouched to your level and held you up by your arms from behind

"Who in the robohell designed these things!? And HOW the FRICK do your teammates walk with them all the time!???" You exclaimed with over-dramatic agony in your tone as he helped you up, you stumbled back with a yelp, he was quick to react and supported you. Seriously though, why the hell would they design the female drones's legs to be cone-shaped? Why cant you have normal, convenient, and easy-to-use legs like the golden retriever right next to you?? Speaking of which, He was the only one volunteering to help you out and welcome you to the squad, since neither J or V cared enough. J simply lectured you about "hOw tHiNgS wOrK aRoUnD hEre!" And V simply gave you an odd look before leaving to recharge, Assholes.

"I uhh, M' not sure? Arent you supposed to be programmed with the ability to adjust-? Or..maybe the company messed that up on their end." He speculated with a concerned look as he held your wrists to avoid having you face-plant on the snow again. (A/N: Cyn purposefully went out of her way to make sure you suffer lol) When you finally stood on your own, he smiled. "Buut nothing's impossible with practice! I'm sure we'll get you used to your cone legs and other murderous features in no time! And I'll be there to hel—" "AHA!" You interrupted with a manic grin as you planted your two swords into the snow, balancing your body. You spat on the snow that's been making you slip for the past 14 minutes or so with a victorious announcement "I DID IT!"

"Cool!
...
how are you supposed to hunt like this though-"
"let me have my moment! I'm onto something.."
"Yeah, onto looking like a disabled drone." V chimed in from above, looking down at them with a deadpanning expression while hanging upside down from the spire's ceiling
"SHUT YO TRAP!"

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Loud yells of pain and terror filled the area as gunshots and slashing intensified, followed by a taunting giggle from you. You managed to shoot a bunch of worker drones while standing still. Until your 'real' eyes on your headband picked up the sight of a worker climbing a big pile of junk in fear to get away from you while you were (supposedly) distracted with massacring his peers. You grinned maliciously and took a stance of anticipation, about to spread your wings and attack the coward.

Then you paused

You flapped your wings, but all they did was push some air that made your hair flow.

How do you fly again?-

I mean, you could probably just run towards the pile but that'll make you look dumb. Plus you might trip and fall, which will make you look even dumber. Worker drones are supposed to see your kind as tough and intimidating, not clumsy and stupid.

You stood there, pondering on your next move.

Then another disassembly drone landed on the pile and impaled the drone with their sword, grinning devilishly as they ripped its head off and slurped the oil dripping from it. Cool.

Wait that fluffy hair is familiar- oh yeah no its that yes-man guy who helped you earlier for some reason. The sight of him being in his hunting mode for the first time was actually kinda endearing. He was stronger than he looked, thats for sure.

"Oi!" His X symbol disappeared and was replaced by curious adorable eyes as he glanced down at you. You gestured at your own wings sheepishly, feeling embarrassed to have to ask for help. But your pride was already in pieces by now, so.

-cue oil-slurping break-

"T-too high..." you stuttered as you and N glided through the sky while holding hands to make sure you wont fall to your death. He gave your hand a reassuring squeeze "dont worry! I wont let you fall."

Bit by bit you began getting the hang of the whole flight thing, and it actually became kinda fun. You refused to let go of his hand though. You masked it with your fear of falling, but it was actually because holding his hand was the most comforting thing you felt ever since you landed here. You could tell he kinda felt the same judging by how tightly he held your hand. Or maybe he's just making sure you wont fall. Eh. Overthinking.

Until a bug gust of the toxic death storm disturbed your flight and knocked you back. It caught you so-off guard that you let go of N's hand with a yell, you hyperventilated and flailed your limbs in panic, about to hit the snow, until something wrapped its limbs around you and shielded you from the impact. A snow gust intensified at the bumpy landing, you opened your eyes and squinted hard at the sky above you. Spitting out some snow powder that got into your mouth. Before looking down at yourself. You were fine, then your heart dropped as you sat up and saw the unconscious disassembly drone who shielded you. His screen was black and he was limp with his wings out still. You lightly shook him. "N...?"

No response.

Your mind began assuming the worst as you shook him with more force, your eyes hollowing "N!?"

Until a beeping sound intensified and a thumbs up was lifted as his screen turned on, displaying a neutral smile "I'm okay!"

You sighed in relief and collapsed next to him, hugging his body tightly. You never imagined you'd be this attached to him already, but...it felt like you almost lost a very important person. He felt flustered at the gesture, But felt extremely happy as he never gained any positive attention from his squadmates, he wrapped his arms around you and patted your back. He couldnt shake the feeling of homeyness he got from your touch, it felt familiar and comforting, so he held onto it.

"...I'm sorry."
"Hey its all good! It wasnt your fault, I should have been more careful to not let you fall..."
"You got hurt because of me, though..." you argued guiltily
"Ehhh, it happens! Dont worry about it, really." He patted your head.

You two eventually sat up, he stood up and extended his hand towards you. You happily took it, but not before a small electric zap ran between your fingers, you paused. Looking down sheepishly, he looked away too.

"So..." you started as he helped you up. "The sun's gonna be up soon..."
"Right! Right..."

".."

"I'll carry us back." He said confidently as he swept you off your feet and spread his wings, taking off with you squeaking in his arms, holding tightly onto him.

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"N, what If we got caught goofing around on work time-"
"It'll be quick, I promise!" The eager butler bot said reassuringly as he held your hand and placed the other on your hip. "Tessa taught me this dance, and I really wanna do it with you! Pleaseee?" You couldnt resist his puppy eyes, and sighed. Smirking slightly "alright you goof, dont blame me if i stepped on your foot though."
"I'll take the pain like a true drone. 'Kay?" He finger-gunned at you. Your boyfriend has some cheeky antics, but you love him with all your heart.

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WOW I NEED TO PRACTICE WTH IS THIS PACING

Anyways thanks again for being patient with me <3