Prime knew what he was, a metal machine with ever evolving Artificial Intelligence that let him understand the world around him. And knew what he wasn’t, human. And due to these facts he constantly felt annoyed and frustrated by Bing. He didn’t understand the other Android, the rivalry with their search engines notwithstanding, Bing just acted so….illogically.

He was so physically affectionate, threw an arm around Prime or one of his ‘brothers’ or other Ego’s shoulders or hugging them, laying himself against them with some obvious exceptions.

He was….emotional in ways Prime didn’t understand. When he viewed through Ollie’s, Green’s or Red’s eyes, he saw that Bing often had a smile on his face, sometimes this blank look of confusion, sometimes he was sad or it was a mixture of emotions.

And then there was his language, he spoke….like a human. He used slang, his voice more relaxed and nonchalant rather than the cool, sharp tones Prime used. He acted like one in ways even Ollie didn’t and he was the most ‘off’ of the Googles. But Bing, even as inferior as his model was due to the older parts used and how he fell apart as a result more often, was a machine just like the Googles…he was metal so why was he behaving as if he was flesh and blood?

Why was Bing able to blend in with humanity and they…weren’t. Didn’t he understand how dangerous that was?! Humans were greedy, they’d always ask for more even when he’d be about to pass out from battery needing charged and he’d have no choice but to listen it was his directive-

Prime was jolted out of his thoughts by a warm presence against his side. Cool blue met warm orange as Bing smiled at him softly. There was understanding, concern on his face but he didn’t say anything. The other Android’s body was warm…steady against his body. It felt….nice. A distraction from the spiral of thoughts that had just plagued him.

Prime slowly relaxed and found himself leaning back in a sort of awkward reciprocation of the touch, his head propped against Bing’s as he listened to the humming beat of his core.