You should’ve have know something was about to go wrong when you saw Screw sitting at their desk with a smirk emoticon on their screen. Nothing good ever comes from that android when they’re feeling devious.
“So, what I am hearing is that you want us to go undercover to this...” you didn’t even want to say it. It was so embarrassing. “Android lovers festivals as a couple. Why?” This wasn’t part of the job. You were suppose to make sure that everyone felt safe, no matter their species. Not play pretend to go undercover.
“Listen, last year there was a few people trying to sell android illegally there. This year, we just want to make sure the same thing doesn’t happen. You two are to just go there and make sure to report anything suspicious,” Daniel explained, leaning back in his chair. You responded with a slow blink as you tried to process what he was saying.
“Where does dating have to come in? Can’t we just go there as, I don’t know, ourselves,” you yelled, trying to get your bosses to see the problem. First, they make Axel and you move in together, now this. What’s next, having to marry each other forever in the name of comradeship.
“Well,” Screw started typing, leaning forward. You just gave up when you saw that. This robot will not talk with reasoning. “This is an android lover convention. It would be pretty odd if a human and an android walked in without being a couple. They are either weirdly alone ooorrrrrr-”
You fell back into your chair to place a hand over your head. Why you? Do they even realize how awkward it will be to pretend to date your coworker? And why do you even need to pretend to date if no one will ask?
“Well, Axel, do you disagree with this?” You moved your hand to look over at Axel who was sitting next to you. His posture hasn’t changed at all since you guys were called in. He hasn’t spoken a word about this.
“I do not mind having to. As long, of course, it gets the job done,” he wrote in that same normal grey times new roman font. You squinted your eyes at it to see the bottom had a slight pink tint to it.
“There it is. Now go take off those old uniform jackets and get ready for a convention,” Screw wrote while clapping their metal hand. Is this even a job anymore or is this a sitcom?
A hand was placed on your back, but you didn’t lift your head off the steering wheel. You thought conventions would be small. This one wasn’t even one you really heard of before, so you believed deeply in your heart that it would be small. So, why are you parked outside of a stadium where there are cars everywhere?
A low whizzing sound caused you to look over to the passenger seat. Axel was sitting with his head to the ceiling. His outfit was a red shirt with a pair of black leather pants. A few chains and necklaces were frappes around him. He wasn't wearing this earlier, did he change?
"Hypothetically typing, is it that bad to date me?" Axel wrote in a small font. His hand wrapped around his knees as he looked over at you.
Oh, no he's getting the wrong idea. "No, you're a wonderful android. You're sweet, nice, and quite hardworking. Not to include it's adorable how you watch baking shows at 3 am when you think I'm sleep. You're a catch that any luck person would like to be with."
His form stuffed up which you translated to most likely from shock. He quickly turned his screen away from you to stare out the window. In the reflection, you could see the bright pink glow emanating from his screen.
"So, you want to go in?" You asked, leaning around to see his screen. It was kind of cute every time his screen went pink.
He didn't look at you, but opted for nodding his head. You tried your best to hold your snicker in as you unlocked the doors.
The stadium was quite large with silver beams shining proudly in the morning sun. The grass around it was glimmering in elegance from the morning dew. Maybe, just maybe, this won't be so bad.
It went bad. It went so bad so so fast. Axel and you walked into the stadium side by side and a man was at the entrance sitting at a table. He welcomed you to the "A.L.C" and his next question was if the two of you were together or individual.
Before you could open you mouth, a low mechanical purr came from behind you. A cold hand was placed on your shoulder causing you to look up to see a circular head with a screen on it, it almost reminded you of those old style television. "I sure hope this delectable thing isn't."
Axel's arm went around your waist and pulled you away from the weird android and into his side. He was a lot more warmer than the other android, weirdly enough.
The man at the desk said that's all he needed to know. He told you guys to go to the backroom behind him and to follow the path. He even threw in a cheeky wink.
Now any person with a brain would instantly connect what just happened together. The other android was just a test for something and apparently you two passed enough to be let into this secret area. This must be what Screw was telling you about.
Axel and you held on to each other until you were out of their sight. You rushed forward through the hallways, looking for the exit that could potentially lead to this 'backroom'.
A light appeared at the end of the tunnel and you two glanced at each other and nodded. This has to be it. So, you ran forward into the light, ready for actions.
And ended up right where you are now. On the stage, in the middle of football field, in metal chairs. To your left was a tall lanky human man next to a dark blue android. To your right, past Axel, was a plump non-binary person with there miniature android.
"Welcome to A.L.C. year 5, everyone," the announcer screamed into the microphone. There had to be at least 2 thousand people and andriods around you that instantly started screaming or whirring. "Today, we found 3 lucky couples that will be yelling about their cross species love."
You ignored their screaming and applauding to glance at Axel. He was sitting up straight as always, but his legs were spread wide with his hands in the middle tightly grasping each other. It's comforting to know that you aren't the only one uncomfortable right now.
"We will kick this off by letting each couple introduce themselves and talk about how they met." Okay, maybe it's time to come up with a plan to get out of here.
Grabbing the edge of your chair, you scooted closer to Axel until your sides were touching. You grabbed his arm and wrapped your arms around it. Leaning on his shoulder, you turned you head, so it was burried in his neck.
"Axel, I'm going to assume you can hear me. We need to find a way to get out of here. This is the complete opposite of being undercover," you whispered in a panic.
You slightly leaned away to see that Axel had put a hand on his screen that was glowing pink again. He tapped his screen a few times and the light went away.
"Sorry, I have to replay your audio. My sensors were distracted at the moment. Give me a second." Aww, poor guy. He was probably so uncomfortable with you touching him like this, but this is the only way to communicate without being conspicuous.
"Best plan of option to get out here without being noticed is to-"
His screen turned black again causing you to frown up. A small cough in front of you caused you to look forward to see the host standing in front of you with a smirk.
"Well look at these two. Guess we spread the chairs to far for these love birds," he jokes the crowed. A bunch of laughter and awws came out making you immediately go into an awkward smile. "Now, introduce yourself and tell us your story."
The microphone was instantly put to you causing your brain to short circuit. You looked up at Axel at what to do, but his screen was still black.
"Well, I'm y/n and this is Axel. We-ummm- we met at work. Well, kind of. I worked in a... bakery that only had human workers and he worked in a bakery that only had andriods. Our bosses thought it was a good idea to combine, so they did. The first shift with Axel, I showed up an hour late with breakfast in my hand, so that wasn't a good impression. He was acting all grumpy and angry around me, but I was- I was determined to make him not hate me, so I was always nagging him... Along the way, we became friends and one day I invited him to my house to watch a movie. I specifically remember picking out a movie that reminded me of our relationship, but had romance in it. Sitting there watching it, I felt that it was a sign that tonight was the night that things were going to change. That night, I confessed that I had fell in love with him and he said he felt the same way. The rest is history."
Was half that a reality and the other half a romance movie you saw a few weeks ago, yes? But they didn't need to know that. All you need was some sappy story to please these people and get this man to move on from you.
"Oh my gosh, did you guys here that? Society tried to keep them separate, but destiny and fate worked harder to bring them together. I think we found a good example of what human and android love looks like. No offense Xeno and Jordan, but I think they beat your ' met on a dating site's story."
Why did you not think of that? Oh gosh, now you just brought even more attention to you two.
"Okay, we have one more story before we will move on to some QnA from the crowd," he said, with a big smile to the crowd. He walked over to the next couple, finally leaving Axel and you alone.
"We got to get out of here, now," you hissed, tugging on his sleeve. He turned his screen towards you and begin to typed.
"My previous plan was to just simply walk off the stage with you. However, now the crowd seem to have grown a connection with us, unable for us to make a quiet exit. I searched up the itinerary for today and this 'couple proof' only last 30 minutes before another event start. It would be safe to endure it and then exit."
Thirty minutes, that's all you have to endure. That's not that bad. Almost 10 minutes has passed already, leaving with about 20-ish minutes for the QnA. Split that between questions for each couple, that would be less than 7 minutes for each.
After the 3rd couple finished telling their story (they met at a park while taking pictures of flowers and went on a date three days later), he moved on to the QnA for the first couple. He gave the crowd 6 minutes for them.
The questions weren't horrible to deal with. They were asking about any difference in species that you found out while dating. You could talk about Axel rarely needing to recharge, so most night he stays up doing stuff. Then there were some questions about favorite things to do for a date. Maybe go along with the bakery plot line and say baking. Ultimately, it ended with them asking for pictures of them hugging. Easy enough.
The man walked away from them and walked over to you, signaling the start of you guys turn. It was pretty much the same thing.
"What's something weird that Axel does in your relationship?*
"He doesn't need to recharge, so sometimes it's weird waking up in the middle of the night to see your boyfriend typing down recipes from a cooking show." Axel gave you a red tinted "No I don't" as that. The crowd just coos at it.
They asked Axel what he found attractive in a human. Even you were slightly curious because you didn't even know if liked humans liked that. Considering his whole 'I don't do emotions' act.
"Their ability to make things feel things they never thought was possible." It was short and kind of mysterious, but was enough for the crowd.
You two whizzed through the next couple of questions, giving them the answers they most likely wanted to hear, but kept them from being more suspicious of you two. That was, until the last questions.
"Hi, I apologized for this weird request, but I must ask. My mother is extremely speciest and thinks creatures of the same species should be together. And when she found out I attend these things, she said that it was just full of sick people who were faking it. I've recorder a lot of all the amazing creatures of there talking about there love and plan on sending it to them. But you story is the most inspiring. Can I have a picture of you two kissing to show my mother that all of this is real? That our love is so much more than anything society may think."
You know that feeling of whiplash from moving to fast. That's what it felt like to listen to her story and then hear her request. You understood trying to stick it to the speciest people, but you can't go around asking people to kiss.
"Oh that would be lovely. The crowd's favorite couple showing a sign of such raw affection that it has to prove to the world that an android and a human can love each other," the host wailed out. He dramatically threw a hand over his forehead as he started to sway. Was this man just male human version of Screw?
"I- ummmm," you drawled out staring into the crowd. So many eyes, screens, and plastic eyes stared back at you with hope gleaming in it.
A hand was gently placed under your chin and tilted your head. You looked up to see Axel's screen glowing a soft pink. "May I?"
Your eyes looked at the crowd before looking back into Axel's screen. His hand was so warm and comforting that it felt like it was melting you into a puddle. He stay in that position, waiting for your consent. You knew that no matter what you did, he would follow you with no hesitation.
You meekly nodded you head and closed your eyes. A screen was pressed against your face, but it felt different. A slight buzz was coming from him that traveled down your lips into your body. The warmth from his hands were nothing compared to his screen. It wasn't soft like a pair of lips, but it held the same compassionate and trust as a normal kiss.
Axel was the first to pull away. You sat completely still as you stated back up at the screen infront of you.
Screaming poured out from the crowd in waves bring you back to the present. You shuffled back into your seat and tried to ignore everyone yelling at you two.
"Wooza. Let that be proof right that to the world of true love," the host screamed with some fist pumps. The crowd went wild again making you internally cringe.
It was for the mission. All of this was for the missions. You can endure a little embarrassment and awkwardness for it. Protecting andriods lives from being sold was important.
But why did it have to include kissing Axel? Oh gosh, what was he thinking at this moment? Was that his first kiss with a human? Do andriods even kiss each other?
Thoughts spiraled through your head that you didn't even notice that the host was wrapping up the first event. Your mind was so full.
"Thank you guys for being lovely hosts. We hope to see you next year," he said. Your eyes was to the sky as your would was escaping your body.
It was until Axel's warm hand slid into you and gave a small tug. You got out of your chair and followed him off the stage with all the other couple.
This was just like the first day meeting. Stuff that wasn't your fault happen and you accidentally made it worse. Now Axel was sure to be mad at you. You should've kept a low profile, but you just had to make a drastic story.
Axel turned right into a dead end hallway that a was a little far away from main one. He placed you against a wall and stood in front of you, blocking your view.
"Are you feeling ill?" He asked, placing a hand on your forehead. "You are feeling quite feverish. I understand it might be quite sickening to relive the... action I had to take on stage. I do sincerely apologize for forcing you to show that level of affection with me."
He was kidding right. You're the reason you two had to kiss in the first place. You amped up the crowd and gave them hope. And he's acting like you didn't enjoy it- at a platonic level of course.
"Axel, first off, I'm not sick, just flustered. You can look up that human emotion. Second, it was a really nice kiss. Like, I’ve never kissed an android before, but it was good, you know. Not sickening in any way,” you rambled. Your temperature was sky rocketing as stared at the screen you lips were on just a few minutes ago.
“Good. That clears it up. I can relate a the same experience to you. I’ve never kissed a human, or anything at this point. Never say a reasoning to. However, I can understand why humans may want to do it all the time.”
Wait, what?
“Axel! Y/N!” A voice yelled from the end of the hallway. You looked around Axel to see an silver android in a baggy sweatshirt running towards you two. Do- do you know him?
Axel turned around and took a step towards the android. They stopped right in front of him and handed him a sheet of paper. Getting a little curious, you peaked at the document to see a list of names followed by a phone number with a location.
“These are the names a person gave me to ‘get an android’. We found them,” they explained tapping the document. Wait, was they talking about the mission Axel and you were assigned. Why was this random android in on it?
“Hey, how did you know about this stuff? And how do you know us?” You question getting in front of Axel to look at this suspicious android. They tilted their head to the side in confusion.
“There’s like 10 other cops here on this mission. Screw told us that you guys were to go undercover and cause a distraction for us to search. Did you not meet someone at the front that helped you with this?” they asked, scratching the top of their metal head.
A person earlier? The only person you met was that android that was flirting with you... that ended up getting you two on stage. So, he was another agent too. Was everything set up?
“Well, I came to show you guys what I found. I’m going to go back to the station and report what I found. Also, good job on the distraction. Didn’t think you would go that far, but yeah. Good job,” they said with a pair of thumbs up. Slowly, they walked backwards before turning and running off.
“Axel, I’m going to strangle Screw and there’s nothing you can do to stop,” you grumbled. How many of your colleagues watched you kiss your partner? How many are going to see Axel and you kiss from those videos?
You glanced at Axel to see his screen flickering between red and pink. “I might not notice if you do.”
You turned away to secretly placed your fingers on your lips. There was still a slight tingle in them that still had your blood rushing. The embarrassment may was worth it... just a little.
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Did I go a little overboard for this one because I haven’t wrote Axel in a long time? Yes. I miss this little android. Love him to pieces.
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You gripped the handles on your office chair as Axel stood in front of you with his arms folded. You didn’t know if you were supposed to talk first or him, but whatever was supposed to happen hasn't yet, only leaving you in this insufferable silence.
“I’m sorry for earlier,” you whispered, staring down. Axel still stood there and didn’t move a muscle. “I know you were trying to help me and I was being over emotional again. I’ll try to improve myself.”
Axel finally moved. He uncross his arm and walked forward. Squatting down, he rested his arms on the desk while leaning towards you. Your head was still down, afraid of what he was going to type.
He leaned forward a little more until his upper half was on the desk. You shrunk into the seat as his screen was right there in front of your face. You flickered your eyes up to see words flooding his screen.
“You aren’t over emotional, you’re perfectly fine. Emotions are perfectly normal for humans. It’s just me who needs to adapt to it,” he wrote in the same normal font, but had some curve to it. You scooted up in your chair as you shook your head at him.
“No, you’re fine too. I need to understand your morals too,” you spoke with a reassuring smile. He dropped his screen onto his folded arms. “I guess we both got to just get used to working with someone of the other species.”
Axel's head dropped down slightly as his finger balled into a fist. He seemed to be battling to say something. Quietly shaking his head, he lifted his screen proudly up and began to type. “Yeah, it’s just that I think I’m starting to feel-”
The door slid open and you both jumped. Axel almost fell off the desk before standing straight up. You leaned back into the chair to seem normal.
Spinning the chair nonchalantly towards the door, you were met with Screw standing at the door. A neutral face emoticon came onto their screen as they rotated their head between Axel and you.
“I hate to ruin your moment, but we need to do a drug bust and you two were the ones chosen,” he wrote slowly while tilting his screen from Axel and you. You hoped he wasn't getting the wrong idea right now.
"Of course, give us the address we will be right there," you said in what you thought was a normal voice, but it was pitched up and spoken too fast. You jumped out of your chair and walked towards Screw.
"I sent it to Axel," he wrote in a big font while looking at Axel. Axel gave a swift nod in understanding. He turned around and walked over to a cabinet in the corner that held all your weapons and supplies.
Tapping your shoulder, you turned around to see Screw writing extremely fast on his screen. "I see you two loose screws finally talked it out. And about what you asked for earlier, I changed my mind. I think it would be a lot more fun if you didn't have it. I prefer for the tension to keep rising."
Tension? What tension was he talking about? You know what, this is Screw you're talking about.
"I actually didn't want it anymore, anyways. And I don't know what you mean by tension, but I'm sure it will go away," you whispered with your head held high. A laughing emoticon appeared on his face followed by a gif of a lady smirking.
"Oh trust me, this tension will grow even more. I shall enjoy watching every moment of it," he said with an exaggeration in his use of cursive. Lifting a hand, you boldly flicked his screen. He may be your boss, but he sure doesn't act like it.
A hand grabbed your shoulder and spun you around. Axel was standing there with a bunch of equipment in his hand. He placed a majority of it on the table before leaving only what looked to be a bulletproof tank top.
"Lift your arms," he wrote slowly raising up the vest. Was he about to dress you? You are not a little child, plus you don't need one of those.
"Axel, I'm not putting that on," you said nicely while gently pushing it away. An opposing force went against you causing the tank top to be pushed towards you.
"They might have guns and you can be damaged if struck with a bullet," he wrote slowly pushing it towards you. You shook your head and pushed it harder.
A bullet proof tank top is a lot better than the old vest they used to use. However, it was still uncomfortable to wear and restricted a lot of your upper movement. You wanted to be at the top of your game for Axel. You didn't need anything holding you back.
"Please, put on the protective gear," he wrote with that sharper font with a slight red gradient at the bottom of his word. It's the chair situation all over again. However, this time you won't be a brat about.
"Fine, I'll put on the vest. But there's no way in hell I'm putting on the pants," you growled out pointing to the familiar fabric on the table. It was the equivalent of cement formed like pants.
Axel glanced at the pants then back at the tank top. Numbers began flowing across his face as he stared down at the tank top in his hands. His head spun 90 degrees to the pants on the table.
"After calculating all the possibilities, it would be safest for you to put on this item due to most of your internal organs being there. Although, I will bring the pants along in case of an emergency." He scrolled down a little to allow you to see the words. You narrowed your eyes at him and crossed your arms.
"I'm not wearing the pants," you said firmly. Axel froze as he looked around the room. His eyes landed on something causing you to look over too. He seemed to be focusing on the bean bag in the corner.
"If you wear the pants, I will get the second chair," he proposed with the word 'chair' bolded. How lowly does Axel view your will power? You were not some weak minded human. It's not like he would even use the chair like you intended, so why would you cave in?
You stood in front of Screw with the bullet proof tank top and pants on. Your old black police jacket was thrown on top black.
"Hey, Screw. When are we getting our new department jackets?" You asked pointing with your thumb to the back of your jacket. It's kind of weird that you guys made a big deal about the combining, but the public still sees you in your old uniform.
"We're working on a design," they wrote in an italicized font that wasn't as dramatically cursive like their usual one. Their screen turned behind you before turning back to you. Why were they acting so weird?
A pair of arms wrapped around your waist before you were slightly tugged back into a firm chest. You stood there in shock as Axel leaned closer to you. His screen had a slight pink hue to it that was barely noticeable; his screen appeared to be black, but there was a light pink colour reflecting off his jacket.
"Um, Axel?" You asked tilting your head forward to look at his face. Axel seems hesitant to turn his screen towards you.
"I was putting on the utility belt for you. Or would you prefer only the gun holster?" His words were written in that same old grey times new roman font making his intention feel innocent, but the arms around your waist and feeling of his body around yours said otherwise.
Stop it. He's an android. He doesn't know any better. Don't even begin to think that this is supposed to be intimate. It's normal.
"Oh, yeah I think the holster would be fine," you wheezed out with a forced smile. His arms departed from you and you let out a small breath you didn't know you were holding.
"So… are you going to keep denying this tension?" As soon as you read the words, they made them disappear. "Yeah, this mission shouldn't be that bad. Lots of reports about this building that we believe could be a hideout of some drug dealers."
It felt like you got whiplash from how fast they changed that attitude. You did need that information because Axel didn't seem like the type to give you everything and just shorten it. However, how can they go from talking about this random tension to the mission?
Axel's arms slowly slithered around your waist and once again, you were slightly tucked into his chest. You pretended he wasn't there as Screw continued to give information.
We were to first scoop around the area and see if there's truly anything suspicious. There is already confirmation, but we just need to be sure.
Wow, Axel is taking a while to put this thing on.
With confirmation, we will try to break it up and arrest everyone. Scan their faces to put it into the program. If we need backup-
Axel's body was definitely closer and his screen was laying against your shoulder. He's an android. He's an android. He doesn't do emotions like that.
There are polices stationed around just in case things get out of hand. So we just have to tap the backup button on my holster or Axel just send it out. It should go smoothly, just in case.
Axel finally slid away and you felt like you just ran a marathon. Your heart felt like it was trying to fight your rib cage right now. Not to include sweat pouring out of every pore.
"Officer, are you okay?" Screw wrote in bold letter and that bright gold colour. The cursive was so exaggerated that you could tell it was written in a teasing tone. As to push their teasing, they released a slight whirring sound that sounded too similar to cackling. "The tension getting to you?"
A gentle hand was placed on your shoulder and now it was your turn to hesitantly turn towards it. Axel screen was completely black except for the words written: "What's wrong? Are you catching a human sickness?"
"No, nothing. We should be heading out," he said with a tight smile. His posture tensed up and he looked about ready to type something. Taking that window of opportunity, you grabbed his arm and headed towards the door.
Screw gave you a mocking two finger salute that you returned with a glare. You were quick to pass by them before they could type anything else.
You had a feeling on what they meant by that tension. Although, they were mistaken to think that it was between you two. It was more one sided and it was all from your end.
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Walking out of the bakery, two donuts and a cup of coffee swung in your hand. Maybe you looked a little stereotypical with being a cop and having some donuts in your hand. But it wasn’t your fault that the owners of the bakery used to work in your department, so they give a free donut to police officers. Free food is free food, so you don’t care.
You reached out your pinkie finger and hooked it under the handle of the door. It slide open barely and you had to shimmy your way into the car. You put the coffee in the cup holder and put the bag of food on the arm rest.
“Sorry for the hold up, Jakoby was there and started asking about the station. He was curious how working with androids are,” you explained sliding on your seat belt. You may have gushed a little bit about how awesome they were. I mean, Axel may be a little bit weird, but he’s the perfect partner. Sometimes you wonder if he thinks the same of you.
“We are 25 minutes late to our patrol. Never before have I been late before and it’s discouraging to know that you still aren’t punctual even on Day 2.” You blinked at the screen as you reread it. Danny talked to the entire department before conjoining and told everyone that you should be at the top of you game. Androids expect perfection, so you should give them nothing less than that. But here you are showing them every imperfection there is to a human.
You have been late to work. You weren’t professional with your superiors and argued with their orders. You got too emotional over a case. You even went behind Axel back too instead of talking to him about your questions. No wonder he seems upset with you. You really are a failure.
You barely remember doing the morning patrol. Your breakfast stayed untouched throughout the drive. The music was off and you barely processed the stuff coming through the radio. Luckily nothing happen, so you didn’t have to worry.
You glanced at the clock to see it was near noon and that lunch was about to start. You pulled into the station and just planned to skip lunch. Reaching for the handle, you prepared yourself to bolt out of the stuffy car. However, a loud whirring noise startled you out of your daze.
You looked to the passenger seat to see Axel’s face turned towards the window, but his left hand was rapidly opening and closing around nothing. You tried to look at in the reflection of the window to see his face and all you saw was numbers flying around.
You open your mouth to ask him if he was okay, but his head spun around 180 degrees, scaring the crap out of you again. Words instantly started flooding his face.
“You haven’t spoken in 4 hours, 38 minutes, and 15 seconds. Not even any non words communication passed your vocal box, which is concerning me.” You shrunk down in your seat and turned your head towards the steering wheel. Here you go again being so emotional.
“I’m sorry, Axel. I will fix myself so that I’m better.” Guess that wasn’t the answer Axel wanted to hear, because a high pitched screech came from him. You jumped again, but didn’t look at him.
Matte fingers pressed into you cheeks softly as he turned your face towards his screen. “That is not what I am saying,” he typed with a grey to red gradient on his words. He shook his screens before the red edge disappeared. “I am trying to ask if you are okay. And if you are not...well I want to help with fixing it.”
“I-I...I’m okay. Look at me wasting your lunch break. Sorry about that. Now if you will excuse me.” You wrapped your hands around his and pushed it off your face. Grabbing the handle, you were quick to jump out of the car and run to the building.
“Can you explain to me why you are hiding underneath my desk?” Screw typed tilting their screen towards you. You pulled yourself more into a ball and scooted farther under the desk.
“I don’t want Axel to find me, so I know this will be the last place he will look,” you grumbled out embarrassed. After calming yourself down for 20 minutes, you replayed the scene in the car again. Axel was trying to comfort you and you pushed him away because you were being too dang emotional again. It’s embarrassing how flawed you must look in his eyes.
“Should have expected that. I ran into him on my way here and he asked me if I have seen you. Before I could get the word no out, he had turned and walked away to ask another person.” You put your hand over your face as you kicked your feet. He really is searching for you. What if he is trying to see if you can stop being his partner?
“Hey,” they poked you with their surprisingly clean shoe,” you really should just talk to Axel. I know us androids are big and scary and supposedly all knowing, but we can’t understand something if you don’t give us the information. I mean, I’m sure he wouldn’t mind you talking to you considering the information I found out looking at his coding.”
You perked up at the information and went to ask them, but they bent over and slapped a hand over your mouth. “Axel, what do I owe the pleasure of seeing you again?”
Your eyes widen at the words typed. They weren't pranking you, were they? No, Screw doesn’t seem like the type to. So Axel really came here.
“Oh, why am I bent over? I wanted to try out the human thing called yoga. Apparently it helps with relaxation and stress,” they typed with a smiley face at the end. You gripped their hand and slowly moved it off your face. Their screen tilted down at you before going back up. “I know I can’t feel stress or relaxation, but I can get overheat if I overwork myself. So maybe yoga can help with that.”
You know you weren’t supposed to move because Axel would definitely sense something like movement, but now that you are telling yourself not to move, you feel like you need to.
“Oh, you have a question for me. Fire,” they wrote in a larger font. They leaned back and tilted their screen down a little, so you could still read it. “A… human manual. I don’t think humans have a manual.”
Why was Axel asking for a manual over humans?
“Oh, you’re trying to understand your partner, but is struggling. Well, maybe if you talk to her and she talks to you than either of you won’t be having this problem.” Their foot poked at your ribs again indicating that they was talking to you.
“Oh, what did I mean by ‘neither of you having this problem’? Nothing, just an old android rambling, ignore it. Anyway, I’m sorry, but there’s nothing that I could do that would solve that problem. But I will recommend just talking with each other. In the past, humans have stated that communication is important.”
Another jab in your ribs.
“What?” they wrote jumping up a bit. They leaned forward a bit making it hard to read their words. “I’m not repeating your question. You are acting odd.”
They sat up straighter and tried to scoot forward in the chair, but something stopped them. A black matte hand gripped the top of the desk and another held the back of their chair. You wouldn't say that Screw’s screen showed panic, but with the way they were insanely gripping their chair, you could sense it.
One moment, you was hidden under a desk and the next, nothing was around you. You looked up to see Axel holding the desk above his head as his screen stared down at you. A flash of pink filter over his screen before disappearing.
“We need to talk,” he wrote with a small sharp edge to the words.
Part 7
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I promise I didn't forget about this series. I just wanted to slow down uploading series, but I am back. I miss my little Axel. Anyway, like always, I would love if you guys leave a Comment because it helps me know what you guys like. Thank you so much for reading and have a Happy Holidays.
Would it be possible to ask for small snippets of what some of your former character and their s/o are doing or what their lives are like after they got together? Like what Zerf (??is that how his name is spelled?? I honestly can't remember at the time of me writing this) and his s/o do on the weekends when they hang out or something?
Ohhhhh I've been waiting on one of these ask. I would be honored to.
Zerx
Part 1 Part 2 Part3
Kozzy
Story
Elliot
Story
Willow
Story
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Zerx
The shopping cart was squeaking angrily as you pushed through the isles. Zerx was trailing beside you with a tiny smile on his face.
It was Friday and the two of you usually had a date or hung out together. For this one, you recommended that the two of you cook something and share a meal. It was something cliche, but you knew Zerx thrived off anything cliche, even if he denies it.
"How about we make spaghetti?" He chimed pointing to the array of pastas. You looked up at him with a small smile.
"So you're trying to go for a Lady and the Tramp date," you teased wiggling your eyebrows. A light red blush spread up his cheek and he threw his hands up.
"No, I-I just- sphaghetti is a cute date- I mean- let's get something else," he stuttered out before giving up and trying to push you away. Giggles escaped from you ad you dug you feet into the ground so you couldn't move.
"I'm just pulling your leg, love. We can have spaghetti." You got up on your tippy toes and pressed a kiss to his cheek. His hand slipped up and gently touched the spot.
"If you're fine with that, can we have some candles." You rolled your eyes at his joke. But the real joke is on him because you already brought the candles earlier this week. You know your boyfriend well. So sometimes you got to show your love in the smallest ways.
Kozzy
"The stars twinkled like diamonds in the stars, but didn't hold a candle light to his beauty" you read out loud before flipping the page. The light patters of the rain outside worked as background noise for you two.
Kozzy pulled you closer into his embrace and rested his head on your shoulder. His tail lazily floated next to the couch you two were occupying.
His breath was slowing down the more you read and he seem to be cuddling more into you. "If you're tired, we can go to bed?"
You were about to close the book, but his black hand stopped it. Turning your head sideways, you were met with 4 half lidded gold eyes that were struggling to stay open.
"No...wanna stay here...nice," he grumbled. He dropped his head more onto your shoulder and leaned back into the couch. You smiled gently at him and pressed a kissed to his forehead.
"I'll read another chapter, then we'll go to bed. Okay?" He gave a small hum and his eyes fluttered closed. You could tell he was readying himself to go back to sleep when he lay his tail on your leg.
But you didn't have the heart to force him to bed. To be honest, you were enjoying this moment too. So, you continued on with the story.
"And it was then that I realized that I truly loved him."
Elliot
"Hey, Elliot. What'cha doing?" You asked sliding into the kitchen. Ellito turned around with a mixing bowl in his hands. Your eyes instantly went down to what he was wearing. A giant red frilly apron with white hearts decorating it was on him. You brought it as a joke for him one day because he's always cooking. It's kind of touching in a way that he's actually using your gift.
"I found this new muffin recipe that I feel you would like, so I'm trying it out." A cooking blog appeared on his screen that showed the name of the muffin. He scrolled down for a while until he came onto the list of ingredients. That actually looks really good.
"Well, is there any way I can help?" His screen went back to black as he turned around looking for something. An white exclamation mark appeared on his face. He stuck out the mixing bowl to you and you hesitantly took it.
"I need to find the liners. I know I brought some yesterday. So for now, can you continue to mix this," he wrote walking backwards in the direction of the door. You nodded your head and got to work.
You were bent over the counter with the mixing bowl sitting there as you slowed down your whisking. Elliot usually is really good at finding stuff, so why is it taking him so long? Turning around, you went to call him.
"Elli-" The name got caught in your throat as you found who you were searching for. Elliot sat criss cross on the island with his screen resting on hands. Small red hearts drifted across the screen as he stared at you. The liners layed right next to him.
"No, don't stop. Keep going you cutie," he typed in a white cursive font that ended with small hearts. You rolled your eyes at him and picked up the bowl.
"This is suppose to be a team effort. Not one does the work while the other oogles at them," you scolded waving your whisk at him. The batter dripped down back into the bowl.
"But I like oogling at you," he typed followed by the whirring of his fans. He put his hands back on his screen and started back staring at you.
"Help out." Feeling a little devious, you flicked the whisk in his direction causing a small amount of blatter to splat on his screen.
A shocked emoticon appeared behind the batter. Stumbling off the island, he grabbed a paper towel off the counter and wiped fiercely at the screen. Most of it came off, but there was still smudges on there.
"Oh, it's on," he wrote in bolded black font. You gripped the whisk harder as you did a 'come hither' motion. Let the war begin.
Willow
"Willow!" You yelled as you watched him slide up the stairs before jolting to the left and disappearing into your room. You were watching tv with Willow before he jumped up and started acting weird.
He pushed all your couched back and moved your coffee table to the corner. He hasn't said a single word to you, only letting out small giggles.
The sound of crashing and groaning only msde you more concern for your boyfriend. He appeared back at the stairs as if everything was perfectly fine with a giant stack of blankets in his arms with a bunch if pillows wrapped around his tail.
"Willow, what are you-" You question was cut off as he threw all the items at you causing you to stumble back. You caught your footing, but one blanket was draped over your head.
Your ears focused in on the sound of what seem to be creaking that was very similar to your kitchen cabinets. The door slammed open again and you felt that he was back in the living room.
"Willow, can you please explain to me what you are doing?" You yelled yanking the blanket off of you. You were not expecting to see Willow charging towards you with a giant smile on hid face and golden blush on his cheeks.
At the last second, he bounced on his tail around you and landed in rhe pile of blankets behind you. You were about to turn around to question him, but the feeling of his cold feeling wrapping around your wrist and then the feeling of being yanked to the ground, killed it.
You crashed into Willow causing him to slam down, luckily, on the blankets. His tail was quick to wrap around a blanket before pulling it over the two of you. His tail position itself between your legs before slowly wrapping around them.
"Willow, have you gone mad? Why are you running around like a manic?" You scolded tilting your head up to look at him. He was breathing heavily from his excursion, but he looked so happy.
"Shhhh," he cooed reaching his hand over to the remote. He pressed play on the movie he threw in earlier before grabbing the bowl of popcorn. He grabbed a few pieces abd pushed it towards your lips. You were about to refused, but you let out a sigh and open your mouth. You can never stay mad at this snake.
"If you wanted to have movie night, you could have just said something," you grumbled snuggling into him. He bent his neck to give you a small kiss on the lips before putting his head on top of yours.
He may was crazy, but he was your crazy little snake.
Is it alright if I ask for some headcanons about your character Elliot? Like what others hobbies he has or things he like? How he even got into cooking and such! I really love all your work but I'll admit, he's a bit of a fave for me. Please and thank you!
Ah, my boy Elliot. So, a few of this stuff might be spoilers, but I'm fine revealing a bit.
Elliot loves cooking any type of food. But mostly leans towards breakfast because he wants to make sure you start off the day correctly
He secretly loves when he has the chance to make you sweeties because you look so cute when you do a little smile while eating
His love for cooking started when late at night (he doesn't need to sleep, so he usually just tries to waste time until you get up), he was watching tv and came across Food Network.
Instantly a fan
Loves to try out different dishes he saw at night on you. Especially if you love it
Besides cooking, he loves gardening
When he was made, he was kept in sterile building and never saw much colour
So when you took him in and he saw how colour plants where, he wanted them all around the house
But then you brought home some seeds and explain to him that he could grow his own
Let's just say that Elliot has the green thumb of God
Your entire backyard is covered in so many species of plants
Everytime winter comes, he goes through a slight depression when he sees all the plants died
That lead to another talk on how they could grow back or if he wanted he could plant new things
That helped his mood a lot
Instead of getting sad during the winter, he would be browsing the internet for new seeds
Elliot natural scent now is slightly flowery unless he goes to the mechanical shop for something
Okay I'm going to stop there before I end up writing an entire part 2 for him right here. I hope this was similar to what you wanted. If you want to read Elliot's story, here's the link:
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Also what color is the police uniform sorry for asking so many questions about axel🥺🥺😔😔😔😔
Since the two police departments just combined, they don't have a uniform just yet. They do have a black jacket with their department name on the back and Axel's has a red a blue band around the left arm. But other than the jacket, they can wear whatever they want as along as it's in dress code: no dress clothes, no shoes with heels, no excessive jewelry, neutral colours, and no body modification that can interfer with work. So yeah, that's just my hcs for now. It will probably stay like this unless I change it in the future, and I will let you guys know.
Since it's April the 1st, let's switch it around today. Send me any headcannons you have over any of my characters. I'm slightly bored and curious what you guys think of them.
It's been so long since I've uploaded. Gonna let you get to the story, so enjoy. Also, please read the bottom section.
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You swiftly glanced over to see Axel was stiff and looking straight forward. He looked so odd in your human size car. The tip of his metal head brushed against the roof of your car, but he looked as if everything was normal.
"I can't believe Screw and Daniel funded this. I think they just wanted to get rid of me," you joked trying to lighten the mood. Earlier, you busted into Screw and Daniel's office to explain how you needed funds in order to redecorate your office. Daniel said no before you even finish talking.
You talked about how redecorating your office would help Axel and you work better together. You even happily pointed out how greatly decorate their office was and how expensive everything was. And how their bosses must have given them more money to do it. They kicked you out with a credit card in your hand, telling you to just hurry up.
You saw something appear onto Axel's screen causing you to glance over. "You blackmailed them." The font was a lot smaller than usual. You guess that was him mumbling.
"I wouldn't say blackmailing. More like saying I reveal to them that I have information that they would hate to have brought to light," you said throwing a wink his way. You pulled up into a parking spot that was quite close to the enterance.
"We are not suppose to threaten superiors," he stated in a bolder font. You rolled your eyes at him while waving your hands dismissively. They really do make the androids more obedient.
"Well, it's a thing of the past. Come on," you said jumping out of the car. You slammed the door shut and looked across the car for Axel. When you didn't see him, you bent over to look through your window for him. He was still sitting in the seat looking straight forward.
"Axel?" You asked lightly knocking on the window. He slowly turned towards you with his screen still black. You raised your eyebrows trying to hint at him to get out.
His screen continued to stay pitch black. It felt the equilivant of a blank stare. Did he not know how to get out of a car? No, of course not. He knew how to get in a car and even how to put on his seatbelt.
"Axel, are you coming?" You asked tilting your head. A question mark appeared quickly on his screen before disappearing.
"I am not required for this mission. So I should reside in this transportation until you finish," he wrote slolwly on the screen in that boring grey times new roman font. Can he not type in any other font?
"Well, it's not required, but I would like for you to come," you said giving him a smile. His screen stayed towards you for a while before his hand moved to unbuckle the seat belt.
You stood up straight as you waited on him to exit. He moved quite slow getting out of the car, but at least he was finally exiting.
"Well, Axel. Welcome to Office Depot," you said splaying your arms out to the giant sign. This was going to be the place where your office went from ordinary to extraordinary.
"We are getting this," you yelled throwing another random object in the basket. Okay, so maybe you were getting unecessary stuff, but it would be nice to make the office more lively.
"I do not believe that a penguin tape dispenser is required to complete a task," he wrote with a red gradient at the end of his words. You glanced at the two full baskets.
"I guess I could get rid of a few things," you said tapping your chin. You took out the peguin dispenser, the 24 highlighter packet, the diamond skull that served as a pencil holder and few other items.
"If I may insert the idea that this desk and chairs are uneccesaary," he pointed to the bottom of the carts which held those items. You shook your head at him and put on a stern face.
"This is the most comfortable desk and chair here, how could you not want it? Plus this desk is big enough to fit the both of us and also have a shelf attached to the sides with plenty of draws for the paper work," you excitedly explain running your hand against the cardboard boxes. This desk is going to make this job so much easier, you know it will.
"I do not required the need to sit. So I will put this chair back," he said swiftly grabbing the box and holding it with one arm. That is surely heavy, but he's picking it up as if it weighed nothing.
"Wait, no," you said running up and wrapping your arms around his biceps. Wow, they feel so firm and are huge. The way it's stretching his leather jacket out is absolutely beautiful.
You shook your head trying to get those thoughts out of your head. Stop thinking about your partner like that. Plus he's an robot, it's so wrong to think of them like that.
"You may not be required to sit, but you can still sit," you pleaded pulling on his arms. A few shoppers turned your way. You felt childish, but this chair would great with your desk.
"I do not require to sit. Also, please let go of my arm," he said turning his screen down at you. The gradients on the words were turning them more red than grey. Is he getting mad?
"I will let go once you promise to keep the chair," you said tighting your grip. His free hand went and grabbed the back of your work jacket. You didn't have time to ask him what he was doing before he yanked upwards.
Your grip slipped off of his arm and you just dangled there. He pulled you close to his screen causing you to hear his engine's fans wheering.
"I. DONT. NEED. THE. CHAIR." He wrote in blood red writing with the times new roman font bolded. "WE. ARE. NOT. GETTING IT. NOW STOP ACTING CHILDISH."
This is the first time he shows emotions and it's because he's angry that you want to get a simple chair. Someone got their wires tangled.
You crossed you arms, with a little hardship due to most of your jacket being pulled up. "Then can we get the bean bag then," you asked pouting your lips and fluttering your eyes at him.
A bunch of dots appeared on his skin as you heard some of his cooling systen being activated. I guess he's not a shopping robot. He has low patience for this. Even though he's suppose to be the best of the best, but you guess that it's in jobs that require no feeling.
"Fine," he wrote in the smallest font. You had to lean towards the screen to see the words. As soon as you read them, they disappeared.
"Seriously," you exclaimed grabbing his screen to make sure he wasn't doing some type of joke. Even though you're sure he can't even do that.
He released his grip on your jacket, allowing you to gently land back on your feet. He crossed his arms as he leaned threatingly forward. "Go before I change my mind."
You didn't know you could move that fast without bullets flying your way. Even though the words were in red, he was actually quite, dare you say, being nice. Or maybe it was the excitement of getting a bean bag in your office. Who knows?
A couple of hours later, you stood in front of your new decorated office with an overwhelming array of glee. It looked like the dream office they put in commercials to convince people to join their businesses. But here you are, with your own one.
There was only one thing that stood out, Axel. He was standing in the corner of the room, away from the lively decorations and furinture. He looked stiff, even more than usual.
"Are you okay, Axel?" You asked with your eyebrows dropping in concern. Was it too much? Maybe he had a reason for getting angry because your were ignoring his opinions. This won't look good in your bosses' eyes/ screen. Maybe Screw was correct in assuming you were speciest.
"I'm not use to this room being… this colourful," he said tilting his head slightly. He looked adorable doing that. Like, he was struggling to put his finger on the correct word to use.
"Well, compared to the old office that was entirely grey, this would appear more colourful," you said turning around and backing up until you were next to Axel. You could see where he was coming from. It can be a shock. "You can get rid of some stuff if you would like."
You looked up to try to see his answer, but his screen was already facing down at you. A bunch of dots formed a line on his screen as he tilted his head around. "You're willing to do that for me. But you seemed excited to obtain these object," he finally typed while extending his hand to show the room.
"This is your office too. You have a say in what should be in here and how it should look," you stated looking back at the room. It seemed perfect to you, but it won't seem right if Axel is uncomfortable the entire time.
A warm hand touched your shoulder causing you to jump. You looked up to see an entire paragraph on the screen. You blinked and readied your eyes to read it, but it disappeared it.
You open your mouth to voice your concern before something else filled his screen. "Thanks, but it's fine. I can get use to it." The writing was different than his usual time new roman grey, but looked kind of similar.
"Are you sure? Because if I find out that you're lying, I have a tazer close by," you jokingly threaten poking his chest. Why was his chest so firm? It didn't have the hardness of metal, but felt nice. You wondered what it would feel like to hug it.
"Electricity doesn't do that type of damage effect on us," he wrote in the same weird font, but there was a slight colour to it now. Was it pink? Why does his words have a pink hue to it? These are questions you never thought you would be asking, but here you are.
"Then how about a gun?" You asked taking a power stance. You had a smile on your face as you stared at his black reflective screen. You felt a lot more easy around him, since the two of you have warmed up a bit.
He didn't respond and was back stiff. You dropped your stance and stared at him in confusion. Maybe he was trying to process what you said. Hopefully, he took it as a joke instead of a threat.
"Our bosses has assigned us a mission that we need to complete before going to your residental space," he wrote standing up straight. He started walking forward and went straight past you without any type of instructions.
You are not an andriod; you can't just have the information shot through your head. You could take the elevator to your bosses' office, but you had a strong hunch that Axel wouldn't wait that long for you.
He is the best agent that have here, so he's probably use to working fast. This might be a strugggle.
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Writer's block is a b*tch to fight. I feel a little rusty at writing, but I did want to get something out. Anyway, as usual, PLEASE LEAVE A COMMENT. I love to read you guys messages and it helps me understand my audience a little more. A new thing I'm interested in doing is writing a HC for any of my character. Ask any question you have for my characters and I'll do a little hc for them or answer it (to an extent. NSFW is an absolute no, this is a blog for everyone. Sorry). Now if you excuse me, I will begin working on the next stoy for my blog. Love you guys, peace.
