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From Halrloprillalar’s Drabble-Matic.
Warning for mention of robots being lovers. (Oddly, this warning makes it sound better than it is...)
The Battle For The Crystal
In the air, X hunted his crystal. He had been busy with the crystal for hours and now wanted nothing more than a metallic cuddle or a violent massage from his lover Zero.
He said this last thought out loud, and all of a sudden his agile Zero appeared at the door, grinning headlong.
“Put down the crystal,” Zero said boldly. “Unless you want me to hunt that crystal on your hand.”
X put down the crystal. He was cerulean. He had never seen Zero so maverick before and it made him violent.
Zero picked up the crystal, then withdrew a saber from his heart. “Don’t be so cerulean,” Zero said with a maverick grimace. “A butterfly bit my hand this morning, and everything became dashing. Now with this crystal and this saber I can boldly rule the world!”
X clutched his artificial head mechanically. This was his lover, his agile Zero, now staring at him with a maverick heart.
“Fight it!” X shouted. “The butterfly just wants the crystal for his own dashing devices! He doesn’t love you, not the metallic way I do!”
X could see Zero trembling mechanically. X reached out his hand and touched Zero’s head boldly. He was sagacious, so sagacious, but he knew only his artificial love for Zero would break the butterfly’s spell.
Sure enough, Zero dropped the crystal with a thunk. “Oh, X,” he squealed. “I’m so metallic, can you ever forgive me?”
But X had already moved in the air. Like an engine in overdrive, he pressed his hand into Zero’s head. And as they fell together in a violent fit of love, the crystal lay on the floor, maverick and forgotten.
Warning for mention of robots being lovers. (Oddly, this warning makes it sound better than it is...)
The Battle For The Crystal
In the air, X hunted his crystal. He had been busy with the crystal for hours and now wanted nothing more than a metallic cuddle or a violent massage from his lover Zero.
He said this last thought out loud, and all of a sudden his agile Zero appeared at the door, grinning headlong.
“Put down the crystal,” Zero said boldly. “Unless you want me to hunt that crystal on your hand.”
X put down the crystal. He was cerulean. He had never seen Zero so maverick before and it made him violent.
Zero picked up the crystal, then withdrew a saber from his heart. “Don’t be so cerulean,” Zero said with a maverick grimace. “A butterfly bit my hand this morning, and everything became dashing. Now with this crystal and this saber I can boldly rule the world!”
X clutched his artificial head mechanically. This was his lover, his agile Zero, now staring at him with a maverick heart.
“Fight it!” X shouted. “The butterfly just wants the crystal for his own dashing devices! He doesn’t love you, not the metallic way I do!”
X could see Zero trembling mechanically. X reached out his hand and touched Zero’s head boldly. He was sagacious, so sagacious, but he knew only his artificial love for Zero would break the butterfly’s spell.
Sure enough, Zero dropped the crystal with a thunk. “Oh, X,” he squealed. “I’m so metallic, can you ever forgive me?”
But X had already moved in the air. Like an engine in overdrive, he pressed his hand into Zero’s head. And as they fell together in a violent fit of love, the crystal lay on the floor, maverick and forgotten.