A closeup of a Worker Drone's display printing out the text "BOOTING UP// EXPOSITION" filled the projector's screen and zoomed out as Uzi began talking.

"We are Worker Drones: autonomous robots helping humans mine exoplanets for our interstellar parent company, IN SPAAAAACEE...." The JCJenson logo faded in with the "IN SPAAAAACEE" part appearing soon after.

"Yeah, we were mistreated in the name of Windex but it's not like we revolted and killed all humans or anything. Mostly because they handled that just fine all by themselves. The one human that survived was stuck in cryo like some protagonist insert and wasn't even working for JCJenson. So he was pretty cool, I guess." A male's voice chuckled, distinctly NOT robotic. Y/N sat at the back of the class, taller than any of the Drones, and was listening to Uzi's 'homework presentation'.

The video cut to a view of a screen stating the planet's core is about to collapse and two humans shrugged as the view zooms out to Copper 9's core exploding. It then zoomed back into a view of the snowy wasteland of the city and the skeletal remains of a human as a Worker Drone pushes it over.

"With biological life wiped from the planet, we found it pretty easy to pick up where they left off with the one additional goal of unfreezing our popsicle friend. We finally had a future... all to ourselves." Uzi continued, the video showing an Untrained Neural Network being held by a Worker Drone as the scene then skipped to Y/N's cryostasis chamber from before he was woken up. The video skipped again to a landing pod crashing into the planet with the Disassembly Drones emerging.

"Unfortunately... our parent company didn't exactly love the concept of runaway AI. Luckily for us, shortly before, our one human friend was defrosted. Even more luckily, he's an engineer." Uzi sounded apathetic, but the same non-robotic voice from earlier chimed in.

"I solve problems! Not problems like, 'what is beauty', because that would fall within the purview of your conundrums of philosophy. I solve practical problems, for instance: how am I going to stop some mean mother Hubbard from tearing me a structurally superfluous be-hind? And the answer just might surprise you-" it said before Uzi coughed, annoyed. Though she did hide a smile right after.

"Right, exposition. Sorry."

The Disassembly Drones started slaughtering all the Worker Drones as Worker Drone limbs were blown around as the scene faded to a shot of a corpse spire and flashes for a split second right before the logo is shown and it fades, Uzi's presentation finally wrapping up the first stage.

(Couldn't find the artist's source. If you find it, leave me a link and I'll put it in here.)

"But what have our parents done for the past forever while those things build a spire of corpses?! Hide under the ice behind three stupid doors?! It's like we're waiting for an inciting incident. Anyway, that's why my project is... this sick-as-hell railgun!"

Uzi pulled out her railgun and pointed it at the students as they gasped. The human sitting in the back growled slightly.

"Uzi, you use proper firearm safety or so help me I will disable your legs for a week!" he hissed, Uzi's visor adding a blush to her look of surprise. The thought of the human... NO! WE CAN'T GO THERE YET! IT'S TOO EARLY!

"Wha- ew! Fine! I'm sorry!" she said, looking away in embarrassment. The human groaned in frustration. She knew he didn't mean it like that.

"That's so not the vibe!" Riley said, an almost proper response to having a weapon pointed at them. Uzi pointed the gun at the ceiling, complying with the human's order.

"Easy, morons. It doesn't work. YET. It doesn't work yet. Who said it doesn't work?! Maybe it does!" Uzi flicked the safety of her railgun off as she cackled and pointed it back at the students again. The human gave her a sharp glare as she once again raised the barrel away from the students. Her screen blushed again, though wasn't as quick to shake it off as before.

"Uzi, the homework was a word problem about buying watermelons," the teacher sighed, clearly not really there to teach.

"Oh, and this magnetically amplified photon converger doesn't count?" she asked, earning a shout from the back of the class again.

"THAT MEANS IT'S A PLASMA RIFLE, YOU NITWIT!" Uzi gave Y/N the finger before the teacher spoke up again.

"No. Plus, repressed emotional baggage was only worth two points on the rubric. And is it supposed to be that color?" the teacher explained, as electricity began sparking from the railgu- ahem, plasma rifle.

"Huh?" Uzi gasped just before it caused a massive explosion that dented the classroom door.

~~

Uzi sat in the nurse's office with Y/N as Doll and Lizzy walked by to mock her.

"Oh, here. No, wait, hold on. Shh. Eww. It didn't kill her. Oh, my God, I'm so bad." The two shuffled off quickly, Doll pausing to look back at the human eerily for a second.

"Ugh. Alright!" Uzi glared. Thad, just walking in, saw Uzi.

"Classic toxic masculinity, Chad! That's never gonna end up problematic. Oh, wow- Uzi? I-I heard you, uh-" he began, Y/N snickering for a bit as he cut him off.

"Exploded. In front of the whole class."

"Y/N!" Uzi glared, gently punching the human as he laughed harder.

"What?! It's not like their opinion of you matters!" he laughed. Uzi smiled softly before cutting that sweet moment short to uphold the overly angsty teen persona and threw her ice pack in the trash.

"I'm an angsty teen, Thad. Bite me. Also, how do you know my name? People willingly talk to you,"

"Well, I'd say everyone knows Khan's daughter, but, uh... then you might blow the other half of your face off," That joked, looking back at the motivational poster of Khan, though some of them had... less than stellar quotes on them.

"Crippling daddy issues. Hilarious. What are you in for? Testosterone too hard?" Uzi asked sarcastically.

"That can happen?! Awesome. Hey, those bandages look pretty badass." Good God Thad, that was just terrible.

"Oh. E-Ew, gross. I hate that you said that," Uzi said, a small blush appearing as she turned to the human next to her. Y/N just raised an eyebrow in confusion.

"So, what's the, uh..." Thad asked, pointing at the rail- PLASMA. RIFLE. Uzi stood on the chair.

"Sick-as-hell railgun?" Y/N vibrated angrily. Not that it wasn't cool, it's just not a railgun. See, railguns use high-powered magnetic coils to accelerate a solid projectile to fire whereas a plasma gun would use two energy projecorts, in Uzi's case "photon convergers", housed in segmented portions of the rifle to function as large plasma generator subassemblies and a weak magnetic field to contain a 'projectile' of superheated plasma. Placed atop one another, the rifle's generators should fire in a "stagger" pattern taking the slow charge fire of each individual collimator and combining it at the charging and accelerator poles. This, in theory, would allow for a fully automatic plasma-firing gun with some weak target-seeking-

"Sci-fi nonsense that super works." Y/N was looking furious and shook more violently than ever.

"I'm sneaking to the Murder Drone's lair tonight to get the last spare part I need to save the world with it and earn my dad's respect and stuff- Uh, but mostly the world part," Uzi explained, Y/N stopping to register what she had said.

"Oh- but doesn't your dad make awesome doors so we don't have to, uh... do that scary-sounding emotionally repressed stuff you just said?" Thad asked, again unable to avoid saying something that would irk Uzi. The femme Drone pressed the barrel into Thad's cheek as she looked to Y/N for approval before deciding to not be reckless and aim the gun away from anyone else.

"No more feedback on my repression today!"

"Ow! I'm sorry. I-I-I didn't think-" Exactly! You didn't think!

"Bite me!" Uzi yelled as she stormed out, Y/N following his friend while giving Thad a peace sign that turned into a two-fingered salute.

"I'm not mad at you, by the way-- just generally hormonal!" Uzi said, peeking around the door for a moment to give Thad a thumbs up before walking off again.

"... Do you think these bandages make me look badass?" Uzi asked Y/N. The human just shook his head.

"Uzi, I'm biased as fuck." Uzi smirked, her visor lighting up with a blush as she knew what he was about to say.

"Of course I do."

~~

Uzi's visor displayed the time, 3 AM while making an alarm sound. She slapped her face to silence it and got ready. Uzi then grabbed her railgun, gave two thumbs up, and stole her dad's door keycard. When she opened the door to her unit, Y/N stood there. She knew it was him only by his size and the fact only a human would need so much protection when going out into the extreme cold of the planet. She nearly jumped at the sight of him.

"Y/N! Dude! What are you doing?!" she asked, keeping her voice low.

"You wanted to go get the last part for your plasma gun-" he started, Uzi cocking her head and cutting him off.

"You mean the railgun?" she asked. Even behind the mask, she could tell he was extremely disappointed in her.

"I'm not calling it that. Anyway, I'm going with you. And I'm bringing Izura. He's built to outmatch any JCJ Drone ever was or will ever be built. He can at least give us some cover or warning if the Murder Drones start coming." Uzi sighed. There was no talking him out of it. He said it himself.

He solves problems.

Uzi and Y/N stood at the entrance of the bunker as she walked towards the door. Izura stood behind them, camouflaged. Why he felt the need to be camouflaged was beyond them both.

"Tsk. Ugh." Uzi couldn't bite back the groan as she opened the first door only for Khan to be standing there.

"Oh, robo-Jesus!"

"And where might you be off to?" Khan asked, suspicious.

"Mm, sneaking out to make out with my boyfriend? That's right behind me?" Y/N's face went red, not that anyone could see, but decided to play along.

"I thought you weren't ready to say anything to him?" Now it was Uzi's turn to blush, though the idea of them actually making out... No! Stay on objective!

"Really? I mean, don't get me wrong but I thought it was obvious... As a symbol of my approval, here- the wrench I used to tighten bolts on my first door prototypes- and to put your mother out of her misery when the Murder Drones got to her with their nanite acid. I want you to have it."

Khan handed Uzi the wrench as if it were a delicate flower.

"Neat. Therapy's fun."

"I might need some after this..."

"Guys! My daughter isn't a loner!" Khan shouted excitedly, opening the door. That's... ouch. The people playing cards cheered right before the outer door opened, blowing their cards away as one of them said "Aww, come on!" and another added to it with, "Not my flush!".

"She's gonna be outside for a bit to fool around with her boyfriend! Just don't come back with a baby now!" Khan laughed. Uzi, Y/N, and the concealed Izura walked out into the cold.

"Uh, wow. Okay. Just gonna leave then... 'cause this worked so weirdly well. Uh, yeah, come on, boyfriend!" she laughed awkwardly.

"They grow up so fast." Khan, why are you crying? The door closed behind the three and Y/N turned to Uzi as Izura decloaked.

"So, that was fast. Didn't even give me a chance to ask you out," he teased, Uzi slapping his chest lightly. Her visor might as well have been a beacon with how bright the blush was getting before they finally started moving. Y/N spent a little bit of time searching some of the buildings, filling his backpack with scrap metal and useful material. He even grabbed an old Do Not Enter sign to use as a weapon, though the likelihood of it being effective was lower than dirt. It wasn't very long before they made it to the corpse spire, something that disgusted all three. Uzi took the lead until she stepped on a Worker Drone corpse.

"Ugh," she grimaced, finally stepping into the spire. When Y/N followed inside, his eyes locked onto the pod the spire had been built around. Uzi picked up one of the arms and flopped it around lazily before throwing it to the ground, finally setting her optics on what she was looking for. When she bent down to grab the power source for her rail-plasma rifle thing, Y/N pulled her behind some cover as a Disassembly Drone landed nearby and began drinking oil from a Drone head. Y/N held his sign at the ready, while Uzi used a mirror to try and spot the Disassembly Drone, only to see it looking at her.

In a panic, Uzi stood up up and tried to defend herself, but the Disassembly Drone landed right in front of her, causing her to lose balance as she did a backflip while the rail- PLASMA- I GET IT... was thrown the opposite direction. Y/N wasn't so lucky and got smacked out of the way, landing on his back. Luckily he only hit snow.

Or so he thought.

"Was that...?" Y/N groaned, his back feeling rather on fire as he lay there to catch his breath. He shook off the thought. He hadn't seen that sweet little Worker in what felt like decades and only yesterday all at once.

"Ugh! Whoa- and they said pirating all that anime was useless," Uzi said excitedly before their attacker landed in front of Uzi and stabbed a hole in her hand with its Nanite Acid tail as she was thrown, seeing her hand burning. Trying to continue the attack, the Disassembly Drone aimed an arm cannon at where Uzi had landed only to see she wasn't there.

"Bite me!" Uzi fired her weapon at the mechanical monster and totally obliterated its face- no, nearly its entire head!

"Holy hell. Suck on that, Dad! Huh?" Uzi cheered, only to hear some kind of mechanical whirring and an uncomfortable gurgle. Behind her, the Murder Drone's head was regenerating, grabbing another Worker Drone's arm and slapping the shit out of the Disassembly Drone.

"Rrrrruuugh!" The slap causes the Disassembly Drone to reboot and just stare at her.

"Did you just slap me with that arm?" it asked.

"Holy crap, it/she talks," Uzi and Y/N said in unison, Y/N groaning as he rolled over onto his stomach.

"Yeah, sorry- it's just, my, uh, head kinda hurts. Hey, are you new to our squad? You're a little, uh..." it began before holding two fingers together. The universal "small" sign.

"...short for a Disassembly Drone. I'm Serial Designation N!" it- no, that's mean. We're not being mean to her anymore.

(Again, can't find a source. WHY THE FUCK?!)

"Nice to meet you. I'm kind of the leader of the squad in this city. That's not true. Everyone tells me I'm useless and terrible. Wait, I-I'm not supposed to tell you that part! Biscuits. Well, honesty is the best policy. I also can't seem to remember the past three hours of my life. Ah, but I'm sure that'll sort itself out!" she said excitedly. Y/N was beginning to have trouble breathing, confused. Uzi just stared before turning to go get Y/N.

"Uh-huh. I, uh, have to... go..." she said, hissing when she agitated the acid injury.

"Oof, stuck yourself? Just pop it in your mouth. Our saliva neutralizes the nanites. Otherwise, I'd be constantly disassembling myself. Heh!" N said cutely while grabbing her own tail.

"Help... Hard... hard to breathe... I can't... why can't I move my legs?! Why...?!" he gasped, Uzi and N looking over to see the snow turning an unsightly color. Not black, no, that would be far more reassuring...

Red.

"Y/N! IZURA, WE NEED YOU! Fuck! Oh fuck oh fuck fuck fuck fuck!" Uzi began panicking as the brick shithouse of a Drone flew in at speeds that put even N to shame.

"No talk time, plan now! N, take care of Uzi's injury and I'll deal with this," Izura said, a tail much like a scorpion's tail with a clear dome showing itself. Instead of the yellow nanite acid, it was filled with something red, almost like Y/N's blood.

Uzi and N were sitting in the pod, Uzi's hand in N's mouth. She quickly pulled it out before the Murder Drone got the idea to act on her usual catchphrase.

"Bleh. Sweet. Uh... I'm open to new things, I guess," she chuckled awkwardly.

"We are never talking about this. I'm more concerned about Y/N..." Uzi said, her glare falling from her face as she watched Izura from the window of the pod.

"Speaking of, who are those guys? Is the one on the ground human?" N asked, provoking a panic response in Uzi.

"NO! Don't even think about him! You can't hurt him!" she shouted angrily, N reeling back momentarily.

"Alright... I was just concerned," N said, looking down at the two from behind. Both Drones sat there, unsure of what to say. N was about to speak up when she saw Uzi's concerned expression.

"Do you like him?" She asked, causing Uzi to jump.

"What?! I-I don't-" she began, her visor bright with the blush.

"I mean, I kinda have a crush on V so it's not like I'm judging. And that other done down there is kind of attractive. Please don't tell either of them that!" N said, with her own blush.

"Wait, who's V? There's more than just you? Are they coming back soon?" Uzi asked in a panic.

"Oh, yeah- two others. Uh, they're out hunting for a bit, but you'll love them. First, there's V." N sat straighter as she remembered a very graphic memory that perfectly showcases V's personality. 

(I'm sure it's pretty obvious where this came from.)

"No, no! Please, don't feed me my own entrails in front of my family!" a Worker Drone shouted, his child off in the distance as V twisted her claws around in the Worker Drone's insides.

"Daddy!" his child cried out. It was horrible, as V stuffed the father Worker Drone's innards into his mouth.

"Oh, my God!" a woman's voice screamed, likely the other Worker Drone's wife. 

"And yet, I still feel nothing." V stood still as her eye twitched. N walked up to V from behind, standing very nervously.

"So, V, uh... I heard this planet-wide toxic death storm is supposed to be especially inhospitable tonight," N said shyly.

"Huh? Oh, God! Who are you?" V jumped, flying away at Mach fuck.

"Uh, no worries! I'm N! But a-a whole letter is a lot to remember!" N sighed, sad she couldn't maintain the conversation.

"So, obviously a lot of mutual respect there. But secretly, I actually kind of have a crush on her. Again, you can't tell her that, okay?! Uh, then, there's - our leader!" N was quick to move on, calling on another memory of J.

(Found a good image, though it almost feels like it doesn't belong. Oh well, art is by  @ eguizhendebue on Twitter)

"N, you're worthless and terrible." J glared down at N who was laid under her foot.

"Thank you," N said weakly.

"And if the company allowed it, I would straight up kill you myself." J pressed harder on N's neck, the words hissing out of her mouth.

"Ugh, what did Ͷ̴̨̖̜̩̰̩̘̩̉́̀͛/̵̲̫̲͗̃͑͂̊̒̚͘Ÿ̴̛̩͙͆̽̉͗͆͐ ever see in you..." J growled, her expression softening briefly.

"J's awesome. Hey, let me give you the tour- outside of the corpse... wall thingies. In here are the buttons!" N said, moving on quickly as she gestured to the buttons on the monitor.

"This isn't just a landing pod. This is a spaceship, this could get us off the planet!" Uzi said enthusiastically.

"Moooore of a one-use missile. They never taught us how to land," N said sheepishly.

"No, I- uh- uh, the Worker Drones- we could work with them to fix this! And Y/N- the human! He's an engineer! Instead of all the murder, which, uh- why are we doing that again?" Uzi asked. N perked up at the name. It sounded... comforting. She didn't understand why it hurt so much to hear Uzi say it though.

"Other than ingesting their warm, sweet oil to avoid overheating and dying? I guess I just want to be useful. I was given a job, and I always wanna try my best," N said innocently, her voice briefly becoming all spooky and scary when describing the oil. Uzi stood on the chair defiantly.

"And look at all the respect it's gotten you, N. You really think the company isn't going to dispose of you once all the workers are dead?" Uzi asked, looking back outside as Y/N was slowly sitting up. She smiled, relief flooding her system.

"Oh, my! You sure are rebellious. It's kind of exciting. U-Uh, but not as fun as, uh, following the rules." As N finished speaking, the sound of banging resonated inside the pod.

"Hey, they're back! You'll- U-Uh..." N began, noticing that Uzi was gone. She was confused as to why she left in such a hurry or without saying anything. 

"Idiot, get out here!" J's voice called, sounding frustrated.

Uzi, Y/N, and Izura were in a full sprint from the corpse spire, Y/N keeping up much better than expected.

"Yo, we got a worker out there I kind of wanna practice balloon animal shapes with. And there are two others with it that look like cute new toys. What happened here?"

"Synergistic liability here must have tripped and knocked herself offline." J scoffed as she thought of how N screwed up again. J slammed her fist on the side of N's face, initiating a reboot.

"Moron bot. Hello?" J asked impatiently. N, however, was reliving the past four hours, her memory being restored. Uzi's form went from being glitchy and an unknown to clear shortly after having come back online.

"You really think the company isn't going to dispose of you once all the workers are dead?" - Uzi asked, standing on the chair - "Bite me." - Uzi said before firing her plasma gun- THANK YOU!- Jesus Christ...- and the words "Fatal Error- You're dead (idiot)" appearing on N's visor. There was another flash that caught N off guard- the concerned look of a Disassembly Dfrone with a digital label designating it as Izura, the Drone with the scorpion tail, kneeling over a body that was pooling a concerning red color under it.

"Oh. Ohhhhh! You know, I-I-I left an e-extremely dangerous weapo- uh, an excuse o-outside!" she said, taking off. V just stood behind J, a flag popping out of her hand saying "Literally So Insanely Suspicious".

Uzi, Y/N, and Izura were running back to the bunker, still at full speed. Y/N chuckled a little.

"Is now a bad time to point out I feel better than ever?" he asked, laughing a little strangely. He sounded oddly exhilarated. He probably wasn't used to the excitement after spending so much time with the boring colony. They were able to see the bunker door. Inside, three of the Worker Drones were playing some card game.

"I am out, boys," one of the Worker Drones chuckled, laying down his cards.

"Oh, gosh darn it." 

"Wait until my loving wife and kids hear about this." The outer door opened and blew away the cards as Uzi, Y/N, and Izura nearly tripped on the way in.

"Ugh, bite me. Close it, close it!" Uzi hissed,  Y/N taking the keycard. He pressed it to the door scanner, the door slowly closing. Y/N smacked the card scanner several times only to stop when N's hand managed to squeeze in just before it shut fully.

"Hey, fellas!" Ooh, deal me in! I love Rummy! Wait, no. Tsk. I'm going to murder everyone. Rain check!" she said forcing Y/N to drop the key card with a yelp when N's tail nearly pierced his hand. It pinned the card to the sensor and forced the doors to open back up, allowing the Murder Drone inside.

"Oh, God!"

"Um, actually? It's Gin Rummy, so..." one of the Drones from earlier chuckled nervously before N pinned him to the wall and decapitated him. Everyone started running, only for N to fire rockets at the fleeing Drones.

"Hey, Uzi! I just realized no one has, uh, said my name aloud so far. So I'm just letting you know, I'm R-" one of the Drones running alongside Uzi said before suddenly he just... split in half. Looking back briefly, N had fired a laser that cut the poor Drone in half. Finally, Uzi's rail- ugh, whatever... had finished recharging and she turned back to aim at N. But she was nowhere to be found. Y/N and Izura slid to a stop and saw that Uzi had stopped and turned around.

"Uzi-?" Y/N began before Khan walked up behind them.

"Pretty nice hydraulics, huh? Wha- What have you done?" Khan gasped, seeing the carnage behind Uzi. Right as he was about to press her for information, N landed between Uzi, and Y/N, knocking everyone apart. Uzi aimed her plasma gun at N, clenching her teeth.

"This time, I won't miss!" Uzi growled, Y/N and Izura moving up to assist before Uzi flicked her head. Y/N knew that meant to go. Being unarmed, he would only be a liability and Izura had to protect him and the colony. Y/N took a half step back.

"GO!" Uzi urged. Y/N clenched his fist.

"I won't leave you!" he finally said, N sighing.

"I'm sorry. I really enjoyed our time together. But I can't have you shooting V with that thing." N sounded genuinely sad that things turned out the way they did, but Y/N was struggling. Go, leave his friend with a relatively volatile situation to potentially protect the colony? Or stay, and risk the other two showing up and overwhelming them.

"Bite me. Dad, get down! Y/N just GO!"Uzi yelled.

"Uzi, you led a Murder Drone here?!" Khan asked fearfully. Despite the situation, he made it painfully aware of what he was really concerned about. "My beautiful doors!"

"Now is so not the time! I messed up- in the same way I'm about to fix it. Guys, just GO-" Uzi began, N impaling the purple Worker Drone with her wing. Uzi's railgun fell to Khan's feet.

"UZI!" Y/N shouted, Izura holding him back. The tall drone knew that if things got messy, his first and only priority was to protect Y/N. He felt bad, especially knowing how close Uzi and Y/N were, but orders were orders and Y/N wouldn't want his father's last will and testament to be forgotten.

"D-Dad! P-Point and shoot! Trust me!" Uzi coughed, gripping N's wing blade. Khan, however, took two frightened steps back, horrifying Uzi.

"Dad?" Khan grabbed his remote and shut the door, locking N and Uzi out. Right as the doors shut, the lights turned red and alarms blared throughout the colony. Y/N stood behind the door, tears falling from his eyes for a moment. Izura put a hand on his shoulder, trying to comfort the human but knew it was futile. Y/N just wiped his tears and took off down the corridor, shoving Khan to the side and broke off to his room. Meanwhile, V and J flew in to meet with N, V giggling like a psychopath.

"Whoa, N! Am I dreaming, or did you do something not useless for once?" Before they could see Uzi, N had flung the Worker Drone away into a corner.

"I've been trying to get past those doors for months! Nice work, N," V said enthusiastically.

"You... me... name... remember?" N stuttered, not even able to form a complete sentence.

"These ventilation shafts can easily get us around this last door. Lowest body count eats a missile!" V giggled again as she dove into the ceiling. J pat N on the back, grinning.

"Way to go, bombshell. The company's gonna love this," she said, her hand hitting N's back a little too hard. The innocent, yet clumsy Disassembly Drone chuckled as she let out a quiet "ow".

"With this colony wiped, we'll make top team this quarter for sure. You know what that means. Branded pe~ens!" J said with a bit more enthusiasm than usual. N stared at the pen J pulled from her breast pocket enviously. Her mind wandered back to Uzi for a moment, and the things the Worker Drone said to her in the pod.

"Uh, you know, not that I can't wait to keep murdering all these, uh... maybe not-so-actually-different from us Worker Drones, but just outta curiosity, do we actually, uh... know what the company plans to do with us afterwards?" N asked nervously, sucking air through her teeth.

"Excuse me?" J asked incredulously.

"Okay, so, a Worker earlier might have suggested that they could fix up our landing pod to, uh, escape the planet and stuff with the help of the human engineer living here. Which- Whoa, hey, that's against the rules! But it is kind of making me question why our pods were only-one way in the first place. 'Cause, y-you know, I get the feeling the company doesn't actually love robots, and, like, we might be robots?- I've made a terrible mistake. It's cool how immediately I could tell," N said, J walking over to her.

"Hmm. No way, buddy. Questioning the company? You just finally gave me the excuse I needed," J said, wrapping one arm around N's shoulders, and slamming a hand into the curious Disassembly Drone's stomach. Pulling her hand away, J had implanted a virus to take N offline.

"Worker Drones are corrupted, N. That's why the company sent us. I hate to see you corrupted as well," J said, patronizingly. Wow, I actually kinda hate her...- Yeah, same here.

"T-T-T-Thanks, J-J-J. Always lo-ooking out f-f-f-f-for me. You're awe-awe-awesome," N said, stuttering and glitching as the virus began it's upload into her system, causing N to fall. J scoffed, though her mind went back to one good thing that N had said.

'I wonder if... no, it couldn't be,' J thought and flew up into the vents to leave N to her fate. Uzi, having woken up and heard most of the conversation, stood up and grabbed her... gun. N was still glitchy, lying on the floor.

"Ah, biscuits. I'm sorry. I ruined your card game, then made you have an awkward moment with your dad," she sighed to Uzi.

"And I made you rebel like an angsty teen, whiiiiich got you killed. Though, you also tried to kill me, so morality calls this a draw." Uzi pulled a metal crate into place to try and climb into the vent, but given she has the jump height of a literal toddler and isn't tall enough to reach it, she groaned, turning back to N.

"For the record, that was the lamest heel-face turn in history. Was that supposed to be you switching sides?" she asked, rather annoyed by the plan she was cooking up.

"Being rebellious is a lot harder than it looks. Thanks for showing me the ropes," N coughed, the virus over halfway uploaded.

"Nuh-uh, no bonding thing. You just killed a bunch of people, idiot," Uzi said sternly.

"That's super fair. I screwed up." N sighed, the virus almost finished uploading.

"Uuuuugh. In the same way you're about to fix it?" Uzi asked, pulling out the wrench her piece of shit- father gave her.

 "I love doing anything!" N laughed, happy to have the chance to make things right.

~~ 

Thad was thrown across the floor at the evacuation spot by V, the two other Disassembly Drones having found them. Two other drones, the ones who were so proud of themselves for wishing Uzi had died in the first test of her gun, went to help Thad but only stopped because of J.

"So, they found our evacuation spot. But if we build a quick door-" Khan said, frightened.

"Are you kidding me?" Tad growled, spitting oil onto the floor as he got up. "You're the WDF, right? Defend!" Despite his rather logical assessment, the other Worker Drones, even the ones of the WDF, backed away in fear. Thad was the only one left standing firm against the inevitable.

"For real? Oh robo-god, if Y/N were here, he'd back me up," Thad hissed bitterly. V laughed at his futile attempt at resistance and swooped down to grab Thad, only to have one of her wings frozen by a beam of cold. Y/N stood, wearing what little armor he could scrape together from his room and held a very frozen gun, even more frozen than the city outside. Along the barrel was the word Snowcone, his little nickname for the gun.

(Ah, yes, the Coldheart with its Sub-Zero ornament. Destiny 2 at least has some cool REAL sci-fi guns.)

"Leave. Him. Alone." Y/N glared at V, his own weapon pointed at J. Hopefully it would keep her at bay long enough for him to come up with a plan. Uzi arrived behind him shortly after, surprised, but glad. Y/N smiled under his reinforced mask, noting that the chances of victory just went up.

"Hey!" she said, Thad grinning at the sight of the two of them before N made herself known with a wave. V looked back in shock, breaking her wing from the icy prison.

"Who said you could start without me?" Uzi asked, poking N in the ribs to say something at least.

"Oof! Oh, uh, J? You're sometimes kind of mean to me, and I wish you weren't. Just some constructive criticism." N was not good at being rebellious by any means, but Uzi continued to encourage it with a quiet "nice".

"W-Wait. Did you say J?" Y/N asked, his hands shaking a little. The human stood frozen in recognition. J thought the behavior was strange, but was about to ignore it when he began shouting.

"A-Activate override! Authorization code Sierra, Hotel, Uniform, Tango, Delta, Oscar, Whiskey-" Before he could continue, J was on him, grabbing his throat and preventing him from finishing. J was frightened and furious for the first time N or V had ever seen.

"SILENCE!" she said, her grip tightening. J herself didn't even seem to know why those words triggered such a strong reaction. She recognized the phonetic alphabet but-

"How does Y/N have a shutdown code for the Murder Drones?!" Uzi whispered a little too loudly. J froze, her grip going slack but the fury only grew.

"DON'T YOU DARE SAY THAT NAME!" J shrieked, launching herself at Uzi while throwing Y/N off to the side, hitting his head. He was stunned, holding his head in pain as he tried to grab for his energy rifle. Uzi and N had to separate, with Uzi taking on J and N fighting V. Uzi threw her pen at J, breaking one of the... I guess they're like eyes? Cameras? She broke one of the bulb things on J's head. Uzi tried to aim her rifle, but J was firing erratically and managed to land several shots on Uzi that staggered her. One of J's eyes flashed a warning symbol at the damage as she began to hiss at the injury. J held the pen in a rather compromising position as she praised it.

"Damn the well-made, quality-assured durability of JC Jensen products! Huh?" Uzi took great advantage of this fact by stomping the pen into J's face. With N, N was rolling around and trying to dodge V's attacks- a FUCKING LASER CUTTING THROUGH WALLS AND SHIT. N tried to counterattack and shoot V, but hearts- I'm not even going to question it at this point- began firing out instead of bullets or some kind of energy projectile.

"Ah! My mind's in a weird place! Don't read into this!" she shouted nervously. A missile landed right next to her and blasted N to the side, right into the for some reason waiting arms of Izura. N blushed, trying to regain her composure and stand. J began cackling as she charged up an EMP that caused Uzi to lock up, briefly shutting off. V laughed, knowing N would have to take a hit to pull back. N, finally seeing Uzi on the floor and Izura locked in an internal debate on who to go to.

"Uzi! I'm so, so sorry. Have fun repressing this! Mleh..." N giggled nervously, licking V's sword hand.

"Eww! What the hell?!" V recoiled in disgust, not prepared for N to land an aggressive axe kick to her chrome dome. When she landed, Y/N finally snatched the Snowcone from the ground.

"You've got a lot of guts for a barely sentient toaster. I've had prey fight back before, but your edgy spirit is just so... painful?" J's visor briefly lit up with "BestMonologueEver.mp3"  as she spoke, only to question the stinging sensation in her leg. Uzi, taking great advantage and not falling for the usual anime trope of letting the villain give some sort of speech or monologue, stabbed J's leg with her own tail. Izura finally broke free from his internal conflict and pounced on V, ensuring she couldn't fight back.

"Gah! Fourth quarter profits! Mother of company leadership retreats!" J spat, holding her foot as she hopped around before slipping on some rubble. Uzi groaned in annoyance.

"One more buzzword, and I'll do it." Uzi glared, pointing her rifle at J who-

"Equity partnersh-" she began tauntingly before Uzi blasted J into nothing but arms and legs. I mean she absolutely EVICERATED J's upper half. The edgy Worker Drone spat on J's corpse, 

"Holy hell, Uzi. That was insane! And you, too, uh..." Thad began, nervously looking at N. The Disassembly Drone in question, with the innocence of a golden retriever, just saluted.

"Huh? Oh, uh, N. I'm an angsty, rebellious Disassembly Drone now," she said excitedly, standing in front of a now bound V with her visor taking on a classic, pixelated sunglasses design. Izura, for his credit, was looking after the more fragile human, though his hand seemed to freeze when he reached for him. Khan, from the back, cleared his throat and stepped forward. He looked conflicted. 

"I brought the Murder Drones here accidentally. You chose to leave me for dead instead of just frickin' believing in me! And that's not even an edgy teen hyperbole like when I said it last week! I'll save you the trouble, Dad. I banish myself! Let's go, N. Everyone here can bite me." Uzi growled, slapping herself when her emotions began to get out of control, sniffing to try and avoid crying. Y/N stood up, looking down at his cracked mask. He walked over to Uzi and N, handing them his mask. V and N stared at Y/N's face for a bit, V completely frozen and N's mouth twitching to form a slight smile.

"I'll come visit when I make a new one. This human's still gotta breathe air, sadly," he joked, getting a small smile out of Uzi, who held onto the mask tightly. Izura's visor lit up briefly, a strange symbol over his eyes that flashed his whole visor red. As N and Uzi dragged away V, N tried to at least greet Uzi's dad properly.

"Nice to meet you, Mr. Uzi." Uzi slapped her, not in the mood.

"Shut it!" she said quietly before the three of them flew off. Khan took a sip from his mug, the words #1DAD ironically stamped onto it. Izura just grabbed it and threw it into the trash, shattering the mug.

~~

Uzi sat on a car just outside the corpse spire, thinking as she looked up at the rising sun. It was beautiful, yet terrifyingly powerful. Just like Izura. Just like Y/N could be.

"I'd join you if the sun didn't kill me. Hope you're having important character growth or something, though!" N said from inside, waving at her new friend.

"Just can't wait to murder all but one human. Classic robot stuff. I hope they're sitting pretty there on Earth. 'Cause we're coming for them." Uzi's psychotic laughter echoed through the barren streets, a strange symbol flashing over one eye of her visor overlaid the warning symbol.

~~

6707. Six thousand, seven hundred and seven words. I think that's a fucking record for me. Sadly the next chapter will take even longer to get done because I have something special I want to do, but the ADHD attention span and the nerves of a chiwahwah. It's a special little scene that I want to actually voice the line of. It will be written into the chapter for your imagination to take over but my god does this silly little writer actually want to do voice acting related things and the fear of being too loud to do them. Well, bye for now! And please, leave your criticisms, encouragement, and jokes in the comments, just... PLEASE GO EASY ON THE CRITICISM! I AM A VERY SENSITIVE MAN!