Requested Drabbles Round One
Sep. 14th, 2012 12:20 amDrive and Gadget; Cupcakes for ![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
lostinthecode
“Where did you say you got those?”
Drive raised his gaze from the brightly colored creations sitting on the plate and blinked, a faintly embarrassed smile tugging at his lips. He had managed to forget that he was not alone at the table, though, to be fair, the Black Guard had not said much before then. Sitting up a little straighter the Utility nudged the plate towards his companion after selecting one of the odd items for himself.
“Livian. I believe she called them ‘cupcakes’,” he answered while studying the thing in his hand. “She said that they can be consumed but I haven’t worked up the courage to try one.”
“The User with the pink hair?” Gadget asked, frowning as he plucked one of the so called cupcakes off the tray and sniffed at it cautiously. The term pulled at his memory files in a distinctly unsettling fashion. It was almost as if he had heard it before…
“Mmhm. She was giving them out when I came to the Security office to repair a damaged terminal. She said that I looked like I could use one. Not sure how I ended up with ten of them, though…”
“Are you really going to try one?”
Drive scrunched up his nose and poked at the neon hued substance that sat on top of the dark, spongy dome. While the cupcakes did intrigue him he was not very convinced that they were actually consumable. He finally shrugged and looked past the treat to his red circuited acquaintance. “Maybe. If you do…”
Clu1 and Eden; Goldfish fortanks4thememory
The little beta’s excitement was contagious. Clu chuckled and shifted the load he carried into a one armed hold, trying to enter the building without knocking the little ISO over. It was a task easier said than done: Eden was curious about the box and kept trying to sneak a peek at its contents as she trotted along beside him, perilously close to being underfoot. Thankfully the corridor leading into the common room was not a long one, and though the walk there took longer than it would have been if he were walking with anyone else they made it without incident. Setting the box down on the nearest table Clu rested a hand on top of it and grinned. Now came the fun part.
“So, a little Bit told me that someone earned their operator’s permissions for lightjets. I wonder who that could be,” he said, watching as Eden brightened from where she stood on the other side of the table.
“Me!” Eden chimed, her circuits glowing brighter than usual with pride.
“Me? Me who? Do I know a Me?” Clu teased, not yet ready to show her what he had. The little female made a sound of disbelief and stamped her foot, pouting at him.
“Me, Eden! I am Me!”
“But I thought that you were Eden, not Me.”
“Cluuuu!”
Laughing, Clu relented and pulled the tiny ISO into a one armed hug. “Sorry. I know it is you,” he assured her as she cuddled against him. Sliding his hand from the top of the box he paused with his finger poised on a button hidden on its side. “And I got you something as a reward for doing a good job.”
“Is it in the box?” Eden asked, leaning towards the opaque cube eagerly only to jerk back in surprise when Clu pressed the button. The tank instantly turned transparent, revealing a pair of small gold colored creatures that swam in the glowing liquid energy that filled it. Cooing in wonder she bent down so that she was eye level with the tank and watched as they moved using long, flowing fins to propel them along. “What are they?”
“SamFlynn said that they are called goldfish and thought that you might like them. Do you?”
“Yes! I LOVE them! Thanks, Clu!” she chirped, throwing her arms around him in a hug that lasted for all of two seconds before she was bounding off to excitedly announce to the other residents of the building that they had new neighbors. Clu just smiled and shook his head; he didn’t think he would ever tire of spoiling her.
Echo and Faux; Strangulation forranoutofbuts
“Echo! Stop! Let him go!”
The command drew a snarl from the ex-guardsman’s throat. The normally level-headed Security program had been pushed beyond rationality by a combination of long restrained frustrations and Faux’s taunting. It had not taken her long once the fight had started to pin the rectified program despite her smaller size, and now that he was down she wasn’t keen on letting him back up. His attempts at prying her arm from around his neck were starting to grow feeble as she continued to strangle him. When Faux’s circuits began to flicker Wulf abandoned his attempts to talk Echo out of her murderous rage and lent his strength to freeing the target of her anger.
“Come on, Echo, don’t make me tranq you again.”
lostinthecode“Where did you say you got those?”
Drive raised his gaze from the brightly colored creations sitting on the plate and blinked, a faintly embarrassed smile tugging at his lips. He had managed to forget that he was not alone at the table, though, to be fair, the Black Guard had not said much before then. Sitting up a little straighter the Utility nudged the plate towards his companion after selecting one of the odd items for himself.
“Livian. I believe she called them ‘cupcakes’,” he answered while studying the thing in his hand. “She said that they can be consumed but I haven’t worked up the courage to try one.”
“The User with the pink hair?” Gadget asked, frowning as he plucked one of the so called cupcakes off the tray and sniffed at it cautiously. The term pulled at his memory files in a distinctly unsettling fashion. It was almost as if he had heard it before…
“Mmhm. She was giving them out when I came to the Security office to repair a damaged terminal. She said that I looked like I could use one. Not sure how I ended up with ten of them, though…”
“Are you really going to try one?”
Drive scrunched up his nose and poked at the neon hued substance that sat on top of the dark, spongy dome. While the cupcakes did intrigue him he was not very convinced that they were actually consumable. He finally shrugged and looked past the treat to his red circuited acquaintance. “Maybe. If you do…”
Clu1 and Eden; Goldfish for
tanks4thememoryThe little beta’s excitement was contagious. Clu chuckled and shifted the load he carried into a one armed hold, trying to enter the building without knocking the little ISO over. It was a task easier said than done: Eden was curious about the box and kept trying to sneak a peek at its contents as she trotted along beside him, perilously close to being underfoot. Thankfully the corridor leading into the common room was not a long one, and though the walk there took longer than it would have been if he were walking with anyone else they made it without incident. Setting the box down on the nearest table Clu rested a hand on top of it and grinned. Now came the fun part.
“So, a little Bit told me that someone earned their operator’s permissions for lightjets. I wonder who that could be,” he said, watching as Eden brightened from where she stood on the other side of the table.
“Me!” Eden chimed, her circuits glowing brighter than usual with pride.
“Me? Me who? Do I know a Me?” Clu teased, not yet ready to show her what he had. The little female made a sound of disbelief and stamped her foot, pouting at him.
“Me, Eden! I am Me!”
“But I thought that you were Eden, not Me.”
“Cluuuu!”
Laughing, Clu relented and pulled the tiny ISO into a one armed hug. “Sorry. I know it is you,” he assured her as she cuddled against him. Sliding his hand from the top of the box he paused with his finger poised on a button hidden on its side. “And I got you something as a reward for doing a good job.”
“Is it in the box?” Eden asked, leaning towards the opaque cube eagerly only to jerk back in surprise when Clu pressed the button. The tank instantly turned transparent, revealing a pair of small gold colored creatures that swam in the glowing liquid energy that filled it. Cooing in wonder she bent down so that she was eye level with the tank and watched as they moved using long, flowing fins to propel them along. “What are they?”
“SamFlynn said that they are called goldfish and thought that you might like them. Do you?”
“Yes! I LOVE them! Thanks, Clu!” she chirped, throwing her arms around him in a hug that lasted for all of two seconds before she was bounding off to excitedly announce to the other residents of the building that they had new neighbors. Clu just smiled and shook his head; he didn’t think he would ever tire of spoiling her.
Echo and Faux; Strangulation for
ranoutofbuts“Echo! Stop! Let him go!”
The command drew a snarl from the ex-guardsman’s throat. The normally level-headed Security program had been pushed beyond rationality by a combination of long restrained frustrations and Faux’s taunting. It had not taken her long once the fight had started to pin the rectified program despite her smaller size, and now that he was down she wasn’t keen on letting him back up. His attempts at prying her arm from around his neck were starting to grow feeble as she continued to strangle him. When Faux’s circuits began to flicker Wulf abandoned his attempts to talk Echo out of her murderous rage and lent his strength to freeing the target of her anger.
“Come on, Echo, don’t make me tranq you again.”
