O haircut
X say nothing
O selected
Gon turned back to the stove. "I have noticed that your hair is causing you some irritation. I could give you a haircut after dinner, if you'd like." It said. Killua jumped and turned to him, running a hand through his hair.
"You notice a lot of things, huh?" He said, chuckling.
"Yes, its my specialty." Gon said back with furrowed brows.
"You know I'm an adult. I can get my own haircuts." He said sighing. Gon turned and walked over to him.
"Very well, detective." It said, Killua looking down as it stood directly infront of him.
Gon cards his fingers into Killuas hair. "But we would only need to shorten the sides and—"
Software instability⏫
Gons LED went yellow, flashing into different warm colours. Killuas face flushed, looking up at it with wide eyes.
Killua snapped out of it first, grabbing Gons hand and pulling it away. "R-right– yeah– sure– u-uhm after dinner then." He said, turning away and muttering to himself.
Gon stopped to look at its hand.
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During dinner...
"This is good." Killua said as he twirled up some spaghetti.
"I'm afraid you had very few ingredients for me to choose from, but I did my best." Gon stated, sitting next to Killua and watching him as he eats.
"Still shading my cooking skills, huh?" He said, sending a pointed stare at Gon.
"Andriods do not 'shade' people, detective." Gon stated with its eyes closed, being a douche.
"Ha...yeah...well my dinner is usually, like, cheese on toast so..this is good." He said, bringing another bite to his lips.
Gons LED went half yellow half blue. "I'm glad."
Software instability ⏫
"You just gonna sit there and stare at me while I eat?" Killua asked, slight blush on his face.
Gons eyes widened, tan skin gaining a pinker hue. "My apologies, detective." It said, standing up. "I will tidy the kitchen."
"Oh, no– I- I didn't mean–"
"Being useful to you is part of my programming, detective." Gon said, turning to look at Killua before turning back to wipe down the stove and counters.
"Oh....yeah."
Gon was scrubbing the dishes, then drying them. And as he opens the drawer to place the last pot inside, he spots an old newspaper underneath another pot.
|Young police detective assaulted by rogue andriod
The rise of so called deviant andriods seems to be in full swing after the brutal assault of a twenty-eight year old detective inspector by his own andriod partner last Thursday in Clapham |
Gons LED went yellow
◇ question
□ say nothing
◇ selected
Gon pocketed the paper and closed the drawer.
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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...
