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[truthisgoldenau]

Happy Ending AU

So let's start the expanded lore alternate AU posts with admittedly the most mundane one but also the best guilty pleasure one.

I called it a branch AU on the short post and that's because I go by the theory that there are certain points within the AU where if a single thing went differently it would have entirely different outcomes. One such moment is in regards to the argument that caused the downfall of the 80s Freddy's.

In the Happy Ending AU, the conversation between Pierce and Fred in August of 1987 goes a bit differently than the argument that happens in the main timeline.

Everything's still the same. Pierce was out sick with the flu (let's be real, with his constant lack of sleep/overworking habits and a general disregard for his own health his immune system was just like 'okay you're about to have a real tough time with this'), Fred was still on leave because his twins were just born, and the health/safety inspector that came around was still a no-nonsense woman who had never been sent before. Foxy's still declared dangerous.

In the main AU, Fred comes in specifically to tell Pierce about Foxy with his own ideas of what the plan is and due to exhaustion from recently becoming a father and knowing Pierce is going to take the news badly, he's on guard the whole time and both of them end up saying things that escalate the situation.

In the Happy Ending AU, Fred's still exhausted and on guard but instead of getting frustrated when Pierce suggests he can have revamped Foxy plans prepared in advance so that the time Foxy is decommissioned is shorter, Fred doesn't immediately tell him to basically shut up and do as he says and only worry about Spring Bonnie.

Instead he asks how long it'd take to come up with some workable replacements for the too sharp teeth and hook on Foxy and Pierce tells him he could have a rough idea in a month or two because he's gotta test out what could still be construed as too dangerous himself. Remember these are moving machines Fred, all the motion sensors and gadgets in the world won't do shit if they fall or something.

Fred tells him to work on the plans but to not let it take up all his time since he's still got Spring Bonnie to work on. Then he asks how long it'll take to get Spring Bonnie up and running because it's been a long while and Pierce has been working on it like crazy.

"Maybe by the end of the year, but that's if I keep up with all the rest of the animatronics enough to give me time to work on Spring. If they break in a complicated way or if we have issues with programming it'll cut into that time the way it's been doing. How's the search for another mechanic coming?"

"I can't find anyone. I'm doing my best."

"Yeah. Figured. This might be a longshot but the guy who runs the repair shop I take my bike to has a nephew who's apparently got an eye for electronics. Name's Fritz Smith I think. He was telling me about him last time I was there, I think trying to see if he could get the name out there."

"... I'll look into that."

So yeah, the talk ends amicably and with an actual plan, not just spiteful resentment and stress the way it does in the main story. Fritz Smith, at the time barely out of high school, gets an interview at Freddy's based on the offhand mention of his uncle and gets hired in a trial basis and ends up working part time while still in college. It works out well because remember, the reason Fritz was stressed in the main AU is because Fred was constantly on his case about the failing animatronics and having no assistance to figure out the upgrades left by a mechanic he couldn't contact.

Pierce still is the only one working on Spring Bonnie but once Fritz gets the hang of the different daily maintenance checks and small fixes here and there, Pierce has more time to figure out the last remaining issues with Spring Bonnie and by the middle of January 1988, the diner duo is back in action at Freddy's. The only difference being that they never got the actual gold suit bit fixed because Pierce got the idea that it could be implemented as a story element (he's back, he was hurt for a long time, but he's here now and both old and new characters love him). Fred loved the idea and let him go with it, and with Fritz's help the programming of the diner duo return show was executed flawlessly.

Foxy, who was taken offstage after Finn's sixth birthday party (which went perfectly and no one got hurt), returns in early February of '88 after Fred and Pierce are able to show off Foxy with non-dangerous teeth and hook and prove that unless there were an act of God Foxy couldn't hurt a fly.

In late 1989 for the five year anniversary of this location, the First Mate Finn animatronic used as Foxy's sidekick for the special April Fools' Day show beginning in '87 is made an official part of the lineup.

In '91 an extra security guard (Mike Schmidt) is hired on due to the popularity of Freddy's increasing; talks about finding a larger location are serious.

By the twins 6th birthday in '93, Freddy's has moved to a larger building with more variance in shows. Despite now being 11/12, Finn and Marian are still some of the most well known regulars at Freddy's. Finn has also developed an interest in the animatronics and how they work and both Freddy's mechanics know this well.

There's still tragedy. Maddie Fazbear still is diagnosed with cancer in 1996.

In 1997, Pierce's dad Henry still passes suddenly from a previously unknown heart condition, and with Pierce still around to convince, his mom Jamie tells him he needs to keep up with that kind of check since he lost his dad and grandpa that way. Pierce gets lucky and manages to avoid a problem with this advice. (so how'd he survive in the main au if he wasn't keeping up with this stuff well that's something to be explained later 😎)

Maddie Fazbear still passes away in 1998, even with everything that medicine at the time can do. The family is heartbroken of course- not just immediate family but so many of the people who even just knew of her.

Every year following on her birthday the diner duo play her favorite show song from the original Fredbear's, and every year Fred's still surprised it can hurt that much.

Finn's mom still shows the signs of early onset Alzheimer's beginning in the mid 90s. However, since Finn was never bitten by Foxy, his dad isn't stressed to a point of unawareness due to having both a son who can't remember and a wife beginning to lose her memory and avoids the car crash that would have killed both Patrick and Katherine O'Malley. Finn gets to stay with both his parents which is good, because by 1998 him and Marian (at the time 17/going on 17) have started dating.

By the early 2000s, Finn has started apprenticing at Freddy's to learn how to fix the animatronics because that's his dream. Finn picks it up surprisingly fast, and Fritz, who's been looking for a way to duck out without causing issues, takes this time to respectfully leave Freddy's. He wants to go do his own thing, really, and well, him and longtime boyfriend Mike Schmidt really want to know what the world outside of Spring Valley can bring.

In the mid 2000s, Freddy Jr, now in high school, keeps trying to get a band together. The only kid who shows interest is this kid who Frankie knows from his math class that's called Bonnie. Freddy's skeptical, but Bonnie absolutely kills a guitar solo, and frankly, Freddy's heart is stolen from that moment on, even if he won't say it.

On July 23rd 2005, Fred Fazbear Sr is safe at home with his boys for a monster movie night and doesn't wind up in the accident that takes his life in the main storyline.

Marian and Finn get married in 2007 after dating for over a decade. Everyone's mood is "it's about goddamn time". It's one of the happiest fucking weddings that Spring Valley has ever seen though, that's for sure.

And after that, it's just the rest of the happily ever afters.

Somehow, over all those years, the employees at Freddy's wonder how Pierce was ever the intolerable jackass he's known for being when by the 2010s he's just known as the company grouch.

And Fred never misses a beat with being the best he can be. If anything, he throws more into making Freddy's perfect for families after he loses Maddie since all she ever did was encourage it. She may not have been a constant in the building, but without her love and support, well, what would Freddy's be but a hollow attempt and plea for attention?

[storytimejustice]

Astrid Toft

1.How do they present themselves to others?

She’s a brave woman that doesn’t need anyone and only cares for herself.

2.Do they like animals?

Of course!

3.How do they dress?

Fairly normal with jeans and a t-shirt. She never had a need for anything too out there.

4.How many languages do they know?

She only knows English which is the language spoken across the world

5.How big is their family?

She’s alone. Her technical parents were turned into Celestials upon their death and she was taken away from her birth parents. She has her technically twin sister but doesn’t count her.

6.What is their purpose in the story?

A main character. A lightning mage with her goal of destroying Rixheia.

7.Do they know how to fight?

She was born ready to fight with a blade but is learning with other weapons.

8.What is their back story?

When Scarlett and Asmund were dying they fused their magics and their magic weapons and twenty years later they formed and became Astrid and Anastasia. Born to a peasant family Rixheia sensed her power and separated her from her parents and placed her in charge of a weapons factory.

9.Why is their name, their name?

I wanted to name my flour child a really pretty name and I chose Astrid for the bigger flour bag.  

10.Do they have any nicknames?

Nope

11.Do they have a romantic interest?

Nope

12.How do they cope with struggles?

Force their way through them.

13.Do they have anyone they can lean on?

Herself.

14.How do they react to someone dying?

Depends on who it is but normally doesn’t feel too much about it.

15.Can you name 5 personality traits they have?

Brave

Ignorant

Isolated

Smart

Rebel

16.How did they become a character?

We had a flour baby assignment for school and I wanted to make characters based off them.

17.Do they get along with others?

Depends but not normally.

18.What flaws do they have?

So many trust issues.

19.How do they influence the story?

She’s a main character she is the story.

20.What do they look like?

Shoulder-length red hair, green eyes, hardly any freckles for a ginger

21.What are their hobbies?

She’s good with her hands, inventing and creating stuff.

22.How do they react to people telling them they are wrong?

Prove herself to be correct.

 23.Do they like children?

She had to work over them for years so she tolerates them.

24.How do they react to being around wild animals?

She’ll scare them before they scare her.

25.If they were given the task to prank someone, who would it be, what would they do, and would the prank work?

She would prank Anastasia with something that would temporarily mess up her outfit for the day and it would go through flawlessly.

26.Do they have any survival skills?

She knows how to start a fire and hunt for a meal but not too great at building a shelter.

27.Are they more book smart or street smart?

Street smart

28.How do they get out of a difficult situation?

Fight her way out

29.Do they use their body, mind, personality, or force to get what they want?

Mind first and if that doesn’t work force normally will. Although normally she doesn’t want much.

30.What music do they enjoy?

She doesn’t really have any taste for music because of where she grew up. She loves the sounds of machines at work though.

31.How do they overcome obstacles?

If she can’t get around it she’ll go through.

32.When faced with a difficult decision do they get stronger or break?

Stronger

33.Do they have any special powers?

Lightning magic and a natural ability to wield a blade.

34.How do they change throughout the story?

She does become far more trusting and more powerful as her link to Anastasia grows.

35.Do they have any friends? If so, are they close knit?

She doesn’t really have friends. The people who consider her a friend when she finally claims them as a part of her life she claims them as family.

36.How is their family life?

What family life OOF

37.Are they likable?

Depends if you like a hot-headed, strong, independent woman. But Anastasia enjoys having her around.

38.Are they the hero, or anti-hero?

Hero

39.Do they make questionable choices?

Who doesn’t?

40.How do they become who they are?

Beginning of the story she’s completely out of trust and has pure hatred for the gods because of Rixheia taking over the world and separating her from her parents.

End of the story she still is hesitant on trusting people but she’s definitely grown to give people chances and her vendetta is gone as they successfully defeated Rixheia.

41.How was their childhood?

Rough. She was put into a factory after being taken from her parents and soon took charge over it.

42.Are they close with anyone who is going to screw them over?

Yeah and that’s how more trust issues come into play.

43.How do they adapt to different situations? Do they adapt at all?

She makes most difficult situations morph and adapt to her.

44.How do they speak? Examples - Are they soft spoken, hot headed, vulgar

She’s very stubborn and gets aggressive easily.

45.Are they opposed to violence?

Nope

46.When is their birthday?

February 18th

47.Are they quick to judge?

Very much so

48.Do they have anything they are trying to hide from others?

Weakness

49.Do they act different around different people?

Nope, she’s very straightforward

50.Do they enjoy the arts?

She likes drawing her own sketches for inventions and everything.

51.Do they like science?

Yes!

52.Are they more emotional or logical?

While being hard-headed and aggressive she does tend to hide her emotions and use her mind first.

53.How do they deal with their emotions?

A steel vault shall do

54.How do they cope with sadness?

A STEEL VAULT SHALL DO

55.What is something they care about?

Elkmire

56.Would they die for anyone/anything?

Only if it meant she took Rixheia down with her.

57.What do they do when they are happy?

Joke around, practice sword fighting, talk with her rebellion family.

58.How would they come across to other characters? Examples - Messy, lazy, childish, caring, etc.

Stubborn and aggressive

59.Do they have a phrase they use over and over?

Nah

60.In a crowded room are they in the corners, sides, or in the middle?

Definitely all around. Mingling with everyone trying to slyly draw information from everyone.

61.Are they comfortable being in a crowded room?

Depends if she has enough room to draw a blade.

62.What is their sexuality?

Asexual but romantically interested in girls.

63.Have they ever harmed anyone and regretted it? Verbally or physically?

Yes a couple of times

64.Do they like to dance?

Hah

65.How do they get around their environment? Examples - Horses, bike, vehicles

Since Rixheia yeeted Elkmire back into ancient times they use aurora-wolf drawn carriages. That’s only them though most people are pulled by horses. Some by humans that can transform.

66.What is their pet peeve(s)?

Morning people, nosy people, EVILLLLLLLLL, sick people that still wish to be around civilization

67.Do they have a disability?

Nope

68.How do they react to getting flowers?

Very flustered. Acts like she doesn’t want them but once the gifter is gone makes sure they go into a pretty vase and get taken care of.

69.Would they ever wear a flower crown?

Depends who asks her to and it wouldn’t be for long.

70.Do they like themselves?

She wishes she had more meat on her bones and that she had an easier time trusting people but outside of that, yeah.

71.Who do they dislike?

The gods

72.When do they realize their true potential?

Right before the final fight against Rixheia after the ball.

73.Do they have any markings on their body?

She has some burns on her hands from years of metalwork and some scars from when she screwed up on the job.

74.Have they ever been abused

Yes she has.

75.What is their biggest fear?

Failing herself and the kingdom

76.What are their goals?

To free the world from Rixheia’s hold

77.How do they go about achieving their goals?

Doing anything she possible can as long as she keeps her morals in line

78.Do they have a fight or flight response?

Full fight response. You sneak up on her you’ll wind up with something broken, stabbed, or sliced off.

79.Is there someone in their life that they care about more than themselves?

In the end her rebellion family.

80.How would they fair in the zombie apocalypse?

Pretty excellent even if she didn’t have her lightning magic and just had her natural sword fighting ability

81.Do they have any tattoos? If so, are they significant?

Before the ball she has a dagger enchanted along with a sheath for it and when she has it on her thigh it turns into a tattoo of a dagger and she just has to hold her hand next to it and the blade will fall into her hand and the sheath will appear when she wants to place it back along with celestial tattoos she shares with Anastasia.

82.Are they good at mental math?

Fairly decent at it but not the best considering she never went to school

83.Do they get along with others?

Depends. Are they snobbish?

84.Are they lazy?

You call her lazy and she will literally make a sword specially to slice you apart

85.Are they self motivated?

Yeah 

86.How do they cope with anger?

Practicing fighting. Lots and lots of practice. Or going on a mission.

87.Have they ever been in a situation where they were helpless?

Being trapped as a child slave at a weapons factory definitely makes this a yes

88.Are they organized or messy?

Organized

89.Can they remember a lot of information at once?

She remembers all

90.What is their occupation?

Rebel

Blacksmith

91.Do other characters respect your OC, if so, is it out of fear? Or do they respect your OC because they like them?

Depends on the person but most out of fear

92.If they were given minutes to live, what would they do? Who would they want to see and say?

She would want to see Rixheia and get at least a few shots in before she died. If it’s after that then probably Anastasia and Nova and just thank them for everything.

93.How do they deal with stress?

Oh boy she loves SWORD FIGHTING

94.Do they have a more submissive or dominant personality type?

Dominant

95.Do they have a pet?

I mean the rebels have Saros Anastasia’s ice serpent and the aurora wolves along with a few horses.

96.Do they have a stash of weapons?

YES

97.Where do they live? Who do they live with?

A little cottage outside of Castle Elkmire’s walls in between it and Emera in the end with Anastasia

98.How do they calm themselves down?

She punches out her anger

99.Are they co-dependent?

Completely independent

100.Are they a day, or night person?

Midday to night

#fantasy #oc #original #writblr #magic #lightning #swords #weapons

[writeanapocalae]

Deviant Killer pt 2

Part 1 | Read on AO3 | Warnings: Android body horror/murder, anxiety, suicidal ideation

The room as a mess of papers, glass, metal, and whatever else may have been on the counters. They were now on the floor, not so much having fallen as being knocked off or thrown. There was blue blood splattered on the mess and on the walls. The majority of the damage was to the door, where a long jagged piece of metal, one side sharpened, had been shoved halfway through it. The android had been trying to tear his way out.

“Shit!” Hank growled, changing his aim. Gavin followed his lead, for the moment.

In one corner, standing stiff straight, as emotional as a trashcan, was the android. He was so still that Gavin had just skimmed past him on the first glance.

He as staring at them with cold steel eyes.

Hank started to advance, eyebrows drawn. Gavin knew that he’d once been a brilliant detective, but it had been a long time since he’d seen him in action. He was moving flawlessly, directly in the path of his experience and a million trainings. But for once, his approach was all wrong. “Alright, put your hands-

“Shut up!” Gavin snarled and passed him, approaching the RK900. Hank just looked at him incredulously. The android’s eyes grew rounder, pupils dilating. “Leave this to me.”

The android wasn’t standing still, not as much as they’d thought. He wasn’t emotionless either. The LED on his temple was flashing red so hard that it looked like it was going to explode. His eyes were large and predatory and he was searching them and the room, his lips were in a tight line, he wasn’t showing it, but to someone who had spent much of their adult life hiding behind a wall of anger, it was obvious that he was terrified. He was shaking too, absolutely quaking where he stood.

“You can’t be serious!” Hank kept up with him.

Gavin elected to ignore him. “Hi,” he said instead, lowering his aim. His voice was smooth and calm, kinder than he’d ever used around his coworkers. “My name’s Gavin. Can you tell me your name?”

“No,” the RK900 stated, his voice monotone and bland. “I am an RK900 unit, serial number 313 248 317 – 87. Might I see your firearm?”

“I’m sorry, I can’t do that.” Gavin tried to smile. He didn’t know if it worked. “I’ve dealt with a lot of people in your situation, I know what happens if I give you a weapon. I don’t really want to have a bad day today.”

The android turned his eyes, but not his head, to Hank. “You are detectives with the Detroit Police Department. Am I under arrest?”

“Hell yeah you are,” Hank growled.

“No,” Gavin argued, “Not yet. I was hoping that we could just talk first.”

Hank stared at him again, floundering. He gave him a two eyes wink. He knew what he was doing. He didn’t, but he told himself that he did. He could tell that he was confusing Hank, acting unlike himself, but this was how he worked with victims and the traumatized. He was good at calming them down. He was good at understanding them. It always took the other officers by surprise when he did.

Gavin tossed his gun over to Hank, who had to lower his guard and juggle a bit to catch it. He then did something incredibly stupid. He took a few steps over to Hank and turned away from the android, making himself vulnerable, opening himself up to attack. He could see the disappointment in Hank’s face but he knew what he was doing. It was a dumb move but it was one that he had perfected. Showing his back showed that he was not afraid, that he trusted the other person not to hurt him. It made him casual, a friend instead of a detective.

“Why don’t you take my gun and yours and get out of here, get me a coffee from the cafeteria or some shit. I can’t babysit you and Destructo-bot,” he whispered.

“What are you doing?” Hank hissed back. “That thing will kill you!” He had to fight his voice from rising. “That thing is scared, he’s anxious, he’s new to emotions. Remember how it was with Connor? When he first started to feel? Well this guy is doing that, covered in thirium, all alone! Give me 10 phcking minutes alone with him.”

“Connor wasn’t designed to be a killer!”

Gavin raised an eyebrow. “He was designed to stop deviants and destroy the revolution. That sounds a lot like killing a lot of people to me.”

He was done with this conversation. He patted Hank on the shoulder, turning him with the last pat and directing him towards the door. He turned back to the android, who hadn’t moved from his place. He could hear Hank grumbling as he headed out the door.

“Sorry about that,” he rubbed his hands together and took another step towards the android.

He shifted, took a step back in response, closer to the corner.

Gavin stopped moving. RK900 was standing upright, his hands were shaking in fists at his sides, but he was still not giving anything away. He may not have been curled into a ball with his hands over his head, but Gavin recognized what he was doing. He was cowering. He was terrified.

“Can you tell me about your stress level?” he asked. He didn’t know much about them but he did know that they could be guessed at by the LED and that 100% meant self destruction. The LED hadn’t left red once.

It blinked and so did the android. “Stress levels currently at 94%.”

“That’s not good,” Gavin admitted, “I think I’m going to have to sit down.” He did so, looking up at the android beside him. “You can sit too. Make yourself comfortable.”

RK900did as he was told, though his positioning was awkward. He looked like he wanted to cross his legs but one of them was too stiff and it jutted out straight. Gavin took a closer look at him, seeing that not all of the thirium on him was from other androids. He had a gash, deep in his cheek, and the skin had faded away around it. He could guess that he was also wounded in the leg that he had stretched out and there was blue running out from under the sleeve of one of this sleeves.

“Other androids have names,” Gavin mentioned, “Why not you?”

“Names are given by the owners of androids,” RK900 explained, “it is used to make them seem less other and more easily accepted by the humans. I was not made to easily integrate with human society. It was deemed unnecessary and even polar to my mission.”

“You’re mission is to kill deviants, right?” Gavin noted.

“Correct. The common sentence for android on human violence is recycling and now that androids are legally being classified as people, android on android violence is being sentenced similarly. Why are you not arresting me?”

“I don’t want to talk about that,” Gavin shrugged. “It stresses me out. I’m not going to arrest you though, not right now. Maybe later.”

“You are very strange.”

“Yeah, humans are weird, and we’re not rational or anything. You meet one and they’re one way and then you meet another and they could look identical but be completely different. It’s really confusing.”

“If you are not going to arrest me are you going to allow me to continue my mission?”

Gavin rolled his neck, hearing it pop loudly. “Do you want to continue your mission?”

The android’s eyes were on the floor. His stress might have been high but it wasn’t showing in his voice. This all sounded very calm and serene, like a normal conversation. “It is what I was programmed to do.”

Gavin chewed on his tongue for a moment, a habit he’d grown while trying to not smoke. He could really go for a cigarette. “You know what I want to do right now? I want to drink some bad coffee or a bad beer, I don’t really care which one. And I want to sit on the patio of my shitty apartment and read some cheap paperback book, with Dude in my lap.”

A small wrinkle in the middle of the android’s forehead, an attempt to show emotion. “Who is Dude?”

“Dude is my asshole of a cat,” Gavin smiled. “He’s so fat. Like, unhealthily fat. I’ve tried everything but he’d not losing much weight. And he bites you if you pet him too much. And he’s ugly as sin. I love him.”

“Those do not sound like lovable qualities.”

“No, but it doesn’t matter. When I’m in a bad spot with my head I sometimes go to bed and just stay there for hours and Dude always comes in and sits on my face. It helps.”

RK900 was staring at the floor. “Why are you telling me this?”

“What do you want to do right now?”

He blinked a few times, red LED whirring, then looked up at Gavin. “I don’t know. I want to complete my mission, at least in Cyberlife. There is only one deviant left in the building and destroying it is what I was built for. Ignoring it is compromising my systems, the main cause of my stress levels.”

Gavin blinked hard and stared at him. He looked like Connor, but he didn’t at the same time. Other than the wound in his face his skin appeared to be clear. He looked more stern, severe, and sharp. He was only a little bit taller but his posture was impeccable, caused somewhat by the high collared shirt and jacket. He was handsome though, and there was a lot of turmoil inside of him and Gavin knew that Connor had been wrong about him.

“It’s you, isn’t it?” Gavin asked. He reached out but the flinch, not in the body but in the eyes, coming from RK900 made him drop his hand to rest on his knee instead of on his jaw. “You’re the last deviant in the building.”

“I was designed to be better than those that came before me. I was designed in such a way that I could not contract deviancy. I have failed in that regard. I have been stress tested in many settings and styles and yet I am unable to continue in the way that they wanted me to.”

“You really want me to have a bad day, don’t you?” He ignored the flinching this time, reaching up with his free hand, catching the unmarred cheek in his palm. RK900’s skin was just a tad bit too cold.

RK900 wouldn’t look at him.

“Hey, beautiful,” Gavin said and there was that pinch between the eyebrows, the blinking of the LED, but RK900 did finally look at him. “There you are. What if I gave you a new mission?”

“You do not own me, I am property of Cybrlife and no one aside from my owners can give me a new mission.”

He ran his thumb against the android’s cheekbone. He could feel it leaning against him, even though it’s expression hadn’t changed. It was like when Dude didn’t want him to notice that he was rubbing against his leg, wanting attention but not wanting to come off as needy.

“Cyberlife is kind of dead, sorry. I guess that means you belong to yourself now.”

“I don’t know what that means.”

Gavin ran a hand through his hair. It felt real, terribly real. “It means you can make your own missions or take them from whoever you want. It means you don’t have to be owned by anyone.”

“What is your mission for me?”

Gavin brought up his other hand, making sure not to touch the damage on RK900’s face as he framed his handsome features with his own palms. “Make sure Gavin Reed has a good day.”

He couldn’t see the LED now but he knew that the android was thinking about it, trying to understand what that meant and how to comply. “What does that entail?”

“First we’re going to get out of this room and get all these cuts looked at. Then we’re going to go home and you’re going to relax with me on the patio.”

There was a twitch, almost impossible to see, at the edge of RK900’s lip.

“Stress levels?”

“68%.”

Gavin fought the urge to stress him out, just a little bit, just enough to get 1% more. Instead he released the android’s face and noted how the LED was now flickering between yellow and red, cycling. He got up with a groan, his knees popping, and held out his hand for the android. He didn’t know why he tried, the death machine just pulled himself to his feet on his own anyway, as if he was trying to prove some point.

He stumbled though and his LED went back to a cycle of red, even after Gavin wrapped an arm around his middle to help. The android wasn’t heavy as he leaned on Gavin but that was the least of his concerns. His own stress spiked as he realized what he was doing. He was about to help a deviant killing android out of Cyberlife industries, out into a place where there would be people, and they would all think that he cared.

#detroit become human #gavin reed #hank anderson #rk900 #fanfiction #my writing