"No. After my shifts with you, I simply return to CyberLife and put myself on standby." It stated.
"Oh.." Killua trailed off staring at Gon. He took his time to truly take in the aspects and features they created for this android.
They just had to make him his type.
After a minute or two, Gon tilted its head a curious smile on its face.
Killua turned away, flushing. "Fine. You can cook me dinner. Just for tonight." He said as he got back to typing away on his very decorated laptop.
Killua ⏫❤
"Wonderful. I'll be there at 6:30 PM."
"Yeah, whatever."
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Gon stood there, arms folded behind its back. "Good evening detective....Are you alright?" It soon questioned, taking in the detectives ravished appearance.
"Yeah, Yeah I was just napping." He replied, rubbing at his already red eyes.
Gon took in how the detective wasn't wearing any pants. "Aren't you cold, detective?" It asked, staring at the exposed thighs.
The detective flushed, pulling his shirt down. "Shut up and get inside, you, you tin can." He stammered.
"Do you live here alone?" Gon asked as its feet stepped quite loudly against the floor, Killuas padding much quieter.
"Uh, I have a dog, if that counts. Her names Nanika."
Bark
Gons senses lit up, looking down to see a beautiful husky.
◇ pet
□ dont pet
◇ selected
"Hello there, Nanika." It said, smile on its face as it petted the dog. "Its very nice to meet you."
"..."
Killua⏫❤
"You're a very good dog!"
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Killua stood next to Gon, watching as he stirred around the red sauce and watching as the noddles in the pot next to it bubble.
"Is there anything I can help you with?" He questioned, rubbing one of his arms and smiling nervously.
"I believe I will be more efficient if you allow me to retain control." It said back.
The detective chuckled. "You shaming my cooking skills now?" He asked playfully.
"Just stating the facts, detective."
Killua sighed.
It wasn't wrong.
Then he turned away, tucking a strand of his hair behind his ear. Effective for about 5 seconds before it poofed back out again.
"Ha...well...let me know if I can help..or anything. I don't want to treat you like a servant or whatever..." He said, walking away.
Gon watched as he sat at the table, tapping away at his laptop again.
LED went yellow.
◇ androids
□ cooking skills
ESTÁS LEYENDO
Its In The Programming
FanfictionA grumpy detective who hates androids, and his android partner. It all started back in 2018, but thats a longer version of this story. If you truly wish to understand, I'm afraid you'll have to find the truth on your own. For this story, is of D.K Z...
