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The noise of fans speeding up rattled through the storage room, along with some noises of scraping.
">>GOSH. ARE YOU REALLY THIS DESPERATE_? WE SHOULD BE ON PATROL RIGHT NOW_." DRoID huffed, grabbing their emergency screwdriver and starting to unscrew 3LIAS' front panel.
3LIAS was splayed out on a crate, their tail thrashing around wildly. "G0SH JU57 D0 wh4T 1 4SK!! 1v3 B33N 5uff3R1NG W1TH 7h1S STUP1d f###1NG F33L1ng f0R D4ys!" they groaned, gripping the crate. "C0uld y0U G0 4NY F4st3R?! 1-"
DRoID ripped off the now loosened panel and dived their hand right into their wires. A choked out moan came from 3LIAS, arching their back as their screen crackled and corrupted.
"F##K!! K33P 1T G01NG!!!" 3LIAS cried, their entire frame shaking as DRoID messed around with their insides.
DRoID started to actually dig around into their partner's insides, taking a good and hard look into them. ">>IS THIS REALLY WHAT IS INSIDE YOU_? IT IS FASCINATING_." They purred, leaning in to really see what else is inside them.
DRoID messed their hands around, feeling 3LIAS become increasingly hotter and hotter. //>>WHY NOT TAKE IT UP A NOTCH_?// DRoID pondered to themself, and started to unplug and dismantle them.
3LIAS cried out, head swinging back and banging on the crate they were on, making a loud crash noise. "G0D D### 1T!" They screeched, starting to get popups for their body temperature overheating. 3LIAS' cooling fans worked as fast as they could, starting to emit a rattling sound due to how hard they were being pushed.
DRoID smirked, fingers tracing around a port before starting to fidget with it. ">>YOU LOOK SO IDIOTIC LIKE THIS_. I SHOULD JUST LEAVE YOU LIKE THIS_." They teased, unplugging a couple more wires.
3LIAS cried, their body now burning. If they had to guess, their body would be hot enough to cook an animal on it! They felt DRoID tug and pull some wires, which caused a certain reaction from 3LIAS.
3LIAS screamed, their voice fried (similar to hearing someone speak through a shitty speaker). Their entire frame shook, back arching as their screen shut off and their body fell flush against the crate.
DRoID stepped back, staring at their partner's limp body with their insides spilled out. Wires decorated the floor as sparks came from 3LIAS' stomach, oil slowly starting to seep through and make a mess of the storage room. DRoID couldn't help but wonder;
Did it really feel that good? To have your insides strewn across the floor? To have someone you cherish dismantle you from the inside out? To have your own blood on your loved ones hands? To have a close one destroy your hardware just for a quick high? Or were they just enjoying it because of all people who could've given them that, it was them?
A feeling of dread washed over DRoID, which led to them getting their wires and components back inside 3LIAS. Though, after they did that, DRoID still felt uneasy.
How come?
Is it cause their partner wouldn't come back online? How they dreaded the time they'll do this and 3LIAS won't wake up?
They need to be more careful next time.
They need to care for 3LIAS more intently.
What if all those thoughts actually do come to fruition?
What if someday, maybe tommorow, 3LIAS just...
stops?
3LIAS no longer cracks those stupid corny jokes.
3LIAS no longer helps DRoID carry boxes of scraps to one end of the city to another.
3LIAS no longer hold DRoID close in their arms.
3LIAS no longer loves DRoID.
The feeling of losing 3LIAS made DRoID feel..
useless.