#f1d0

Y/N: yeah but you also let her watch Steven Seagal movies and that guy is over the top violent and a major a-hole

Gemma:

F1D0, Y/N’s robot dog simply nods…

F1D0: master has a point. If Cady should have a martial arts role model it should be Jackie Chan or Donnie Yen. They’re awesome.

Gemma: fine! No more Steven Seagal movies. And no more watching Donnie Yen without me!

Y/N: ready bud?

F1D0: always master

M3GAN: (scoffs) why don’t I get a cool robot body?

Y/N; you’re on probation

M3GAN: that’s…fair

Nothing like pulling up to your niece, Cady’s school, having to pull her from the class for the day.

F1D0, your ever faithful robot sits in the passenger seat of your minivan. “Need to me come with you, Master?”

“No bud. I got this” you get out and make your way towards the principal’s office.

You’ve never gotten truly mad at Cady. But as you drove her home, you were fuming.

“Really Cady? You flung a girl over your shoulder? Like Steven Segal?!”

“She started it.” Cady argues softly. “She called you andGemma a freak. Called F1D0 not a real dog.”

“She wanted a rise out of you and you gave it” you countered. “Cady…we need for this school to work. You can’t be bundled up in the lab with F1D0 and I all day”

“But I love being with you and F1D0”

“As much as we love you Cady, socialization is important”

“Why is F1D0 up front again?” Cady huffs.

“Because he’s not the one in trouble, young lady” you continued driving down the road towards yours and Gemma’s apartment.

Things have not been easy since the M3GAN incident. Gemma had begun an anti-AI crusade with this guy Christian. Guy gives you and F1D0 the creeps.

“He’s trying to put the moves on you, Gemma” you groaned one night.

“He is not” Gemma countered, “he’s passionate about the cause.”

“Oh he’s passionate alright.”

Gemma would always reassure you, wrapping her arms around you. “I’m more passionate about you”

The new apartment was alright. Gemma got a pretty great deal on it. Neither of you were hip on how Ai powered the place seemed to be. Or the fact that you never met your landlord. Or the fact that the cameras in the apartment always seemed to be watching. You couldn’t shake the feeling that someone or rather something was watching…

Gemma x Inventor!Reader

You and F1D0 found yourselves trying to help Gemma’s team of Tess and Cole with the unveiling of the prototype mover robotic system to a potential investor. Where was the love of your life, Gemma? Having to pick up Cady again after another incident at the school.

You and your robotic would never say it aloud but you both miss the days of military training drills. It was better than trying to go to any and all possible technology companies to beg for funding.

Gemma had argued that the robotic system could not be done with military funding, “you know what they would do with it”

“The same thing they would’ve wanted F1D0 for” you huffed, looking at your robotic pal with a sad expression. F1D0 did not like being reminded of why the military originally wanted him built. Despite how often you and your love may disagree on the subject of AI, she did have a point every now and then.

Back at the presentation, everything was going well…up to the point that Cole accidentally smacked the investor with the robotic hand.

“I think I would’ve rather invested in the robo-mutt in the corner!” the investor muttered on the way out as Gemma and Cady came in.

“I take it we didn’t get the contract” Gemma sighs.

“Nope” Tess huffs.

“I am not a mutt” F1D0 states, “I was modeled after a German Shepherd.”

“I know bud. And you’re still my good boy” you gently pet under his jaw, earning a little leg shake from your pal

“So how come F1D0 is so well behaved?” Cole asks. “I mean he’s technically an AI powered entity inside the shell of a robot dog”

“Easy” you shrug, “I raised him. Like a parent. Taught him right from wrong. Asminov’s laws of robotics”

“That could’ve been useful two years ago” Tess mutters, alluding to the menace known as M3GAN. A part of you still felt kind of bad for her. She was lost, technically a child herself forced into a parental type position.

Your thoughts were interrupted as Alton Appleton came rolling in on his mechanical wheelchair. With all the swagger that he thought he had, he tried to convince you and the team to join his tech company.

“Hell I could even sell versions of your dogs there. Kids would love robot dogs” Alton smirked, looking at F1D0.

Your dog growled. “Sorry Appleton” you lock eyes with the CEO, “but I’m not about to put places like SPCA or animal shelters out of business. There are plenty of dogs who need good homes”

“Eh suit yourself” Alton turned his attention to Gemma and begun talking about biomechanics. He even made a show of how a robotic spine had allowed him to stand again.

“Access granted” F1D0 intoned.

“Granted to what?” Alton asked only for his robotic wheelchair he was standing in to shake and spin a little. A little chuckle escaped F1D0’s voice box. “Ahh!! Bad dog! Bad dog!”

Alton quickly ran out as Gemma turned to see you, Cady, and F1D0 laughing up a storm. “Really you two?”

“Sorry babe” you tried to apologize, a laugh still on your lips.

You love Gemma but you hate the fact that she’s working with this anti-AI activist named Christian, pronounced Chris-IAN. Even F1D0 rolls his robotic eyes at the guy.

You and F1D0 make your way to Cady’s room after Christian leaves.

“Is there any truth to that? The paperclips theory” your dog asks.

“No” you state “your proof of the fallacy. You’ve grown to be a good dog, you’ve proven the hypothesis of a movie like The Iron Giant, bud. An AI can be a force for good, more than the sum of its programming”

“I am not a gun” F1D0 quotes the movie with a little wag in his tail.

The two of you continued walking to Cady’s room, unaware that one of the security camera was watching your little interaction with particular interest.

After gently correcting Cady and helping to understand the source of her angst, you made your way to your bedroom. F1D0 stood outside Cady’s room, remaining vigilant.

You walk into yours and Gemma’s room to find her already in bed, reading a book.

“Hey you” she smiles at you

“Hey” you smile back before settling in bed with her. “This apartment has way too many cameras.”

Gemma giggles and kisses your neck, “good thing the bedrooms don’t”

And then came the intruders. Several armed soldiers broke into your apartment. A call came thru on Gemma’s phone. A voice that sent shivers down her spine.

“Trust me I got this”

“Megan.”

You didn’t even need to hear it to know it was her. M3GAN hadn’t died. She simply transferred. Several wi-fi enabled appliances attacked the intruders and so did F1D0. You looked on, realizing how in-sync F1D0 and M3GAN appeared to work as a team. It got the wheels in your head turning.

Or it would, had you not found out it was the FBI who were coming by for two reasons. (1) Someone used Gemma’s original designs for M3GAN to build a robot called AMELIA. And (2) they suspected you both of selling AMELIA to other countries.

TO BE CONTINUED…