『 FIVE FINGERS ON THE SAME HAND, MECHANICAL SQUADRON FIVEMIND 』

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"I am not!"

"You can't just-- you can't just assume someone's a robot just because they keep themselves covered!" At this point he's really considering asking Blader if he can have a skin window or something modified into his suit just to prove a point. Preferably something that won't result in an obvious and awkward looking tan-line (tan-shape???) though.

Or maybe not. This feels like something that's too trivial to ask for a suit modification over.

Send "Love Story with ____" for my muse's reaction on finding a romantic fanfiction about themselves paired with that character

"This again....?" A dramatic groan is forced out from one of the units, either the red one or the yellow one, or maybe both.

Turns out this isn't the first, or the last time if the chapter count of '21/???' was anything to go by, someone has written a piece of fiction pairing one, or all, of the mechanical squadron together with the hero of frost. This one in particular had put said solo hero right in the middle of some horrible android orgy.

At this point, Fivemind has made its peace with the fact that people on the internet can and will anything.

And really, at this point, as long as the preceding author's note contains a disclaimer that this is all a work of fiction based of very real heroes, the AI couldn't bring itself to get too heated about it. It's not like the squadron isn't the work of a singular actor anyways.

It does worry though about how the other party involved in this fanfic might be taking it. Not really about his sensibilities. though. It's just that the last time something like this was made known to either of them, Coldsnap had acted even more aggressively towards the mechanical squadron than usual.

Like some sort of tsundere.

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"This again!" Coldsnap brings his phone's screen closer to his masked face. He squints at the author's handle. His grip on the mobile tightened.

"Them again."

Same author, same series, it is indeed 'this again'. Unfortunately nothing, no amount of hate fueled paragraph or scalding remark, has stopped this particular author. And maybe, at this point, the man under the helmet really should just give up on getting this so-called fan (in his opinion) to stop. He barely has the spare energy for this.

But he can't. And for one very important (again, in his opinion) reason.

Despite Kelvin's constant insistence in the comments that Coldsnap was not a robot, the author has doubled down on their robot Coldsnap headcanon. He does not have a plug or a socket! His dick and asshole were perfectly fleshy, thank you very much!

If it were not for every email address he has being blocked from the fanfiction platform, Kelvin would be typing out yet another strongly worded comment right about now.

""I would have appreciated knowing you had powers sooner but--" A turn at a corner. Heavy footsteps behind them stumbled. "I suppose you had your reasons"

Yellow Three glided down the street with Coffi piggybacking in a less than comfortable position. Behind them, hot on their tails, was a bipedal bird-like beast of metal and tarp. A jarringly crocodilian tail behind it thrashed at whatever or whoever was unfortunate enough to be in its way.

Red One and Green Five might just awkwardly let you place a hand on their face. Pink Four probs would jerk away since she's all sharp and jagged and wouldn't want to hurt you. Yellow Three is definitely leaning in, hand on your hand.

Now if you try this with Coldsnap, the least he might do is smack your hand away.