Your POV
"Y/N, what's my schedule like for the day?" Natasha asked me as she was facing her computer, typing away at things I can't see.
"You have a meeting with Miss Maximoff at 10am, inspection of the warehouse with Mr Fury at 1pm and dinner with Miss Hill at 7pm today, Miss Romanoff." I replied as I sneaked a peek on my phone. I was never a tidy person but so when I was tasked to serve Miss Romanoff, it was like asking me to be another person.
"Increase the volume." Miss Romanoff instructed.
"Maximum volume reached." I replied.
"Oh really? I need to feedback to Tony about this. Add it to my To-do list."
"Yes Miss Romanoff." I said as I keyed it in my phone.
How did I end up here?
I am definitely going to use it against Tony in the future. Nothing he do can change my mind. How could he have advertised it as ready to sell when it's not? And how could he have modeled it after me without seeking my permission?
Now that there's a buyer, he has to deliver the product but there isn't one. So he came looking for me, begging me to help him. He invited me to his lab and I saw an exact replica of me sitting in the chair with wires attached to the computers.
He saw me looking at him with disgust. "You can't blame me. I started this project when we were still together. I couldn't change it halfway!"
"And you were thinking of selling with my face? Couldn't you have changed it?" Goodness, this guy requires someone to help manage his business instead of putting all his mind into a new creation.
"Please Y/N. You're literally the only one who can help me at this point. I promise you, once this becomes successful, I'll give you a portion of the profit." He begged.
I sighed and rolled my eyes. What did I see in this guy in the past to be in a relationship with him? "Fine. Only because I'm in need of cash." I got goosebumps when glanced at the replica of me, it looks eerily similar that creeps me out.
"Thank you so much, you're my savior. Here, this is the address. You need to be there by 7am tomorrow." Tony passed me a piece of paper.
So that's what I am doing, acting as a robot when in actual fact I am a human, a mediocre one no less.
"Alright, let's go." Miss Romanoff took her blazer and walked towards the door. As she passed me when I was holding the door, she stopped and looked at me closer. She leaned really close and we were less than an inch apart. I had to stop myself from looking away otherwise she'll realise I'm not a robot. "I wonder what he used to make this so realistic." She pulled away and continued walking to her car.
I released a breath I didn't know I was holding before following behind Miss Romanoff. She scrolled through her tablet in the back row while I drove to Miss Maximoff's company.
"What's the weather like today?" Miss Romanoff asked suddenly.
"Currently, in New York, the temperature is 27 degree celsius or 80 degree fahrenheit with clear sky." I came to a realisation that she would ask this at a random point in the day, and I took every chance to check the weather.
They were discussing their intercompany stuff while you stood to the side. "Y/N, what's the stock looking like for (rival company)."
"Apologies Miss Romanoff, this function is not yet available." I was told to reply with this when she asked something that I have no idea about. No one just randomly knows the stock price of a company in their mind, it's so volatile anyways, it changes constantly.
"I don't understand why I bought this in the first place?" Miss Romanoff complained.
"It's alright Nat, I can easily search it up with my computer here." It was entirely boring when both of them continued talking about business while I stood to the side. It was more exciting when we were at the warehouse opening up boxes and looking at the content for quality checks. I managed to peek at it's content and it was quite interesting.
Dinner with Miss Hill was the worst. I haven't eaten the entire day and the food was staring at me while they were eating. My stomach was rumbling but thankfully I managed to turn on the sound system in the house before they thought anything about it. Miss Romanoff looked at me. "I thought adding some ambiance would do great, Miss Romanoff. Any preference Miss Hill?"
"Wow, your AI is pretty good." Miss Hill commented.
"Yeah sometimes."
The night ended with Miss Hill leaving. I wasn't sure what their relationship was since there was some awkward silence during the meal but it appears that Mis Hill also held a successful company. It could be Miss Romanoff trying to expand her network which is important when operating a huge business.
"You can go and charge, Y/N." Miss Romanoff said when she entered her bedroom.
"Yes Miss Romanoff." I went over to the small chair that was supposed to be my 'recharging station'. Once I made sure she was sleeping, I sneaked into the kitchen to eat some food. Lucky for me, it was a huge house so she couldn't hear anything from here, as long as I didn't make a loud noise.
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The next few days were about the same. Assisting Miss Romanoff in her work, driving her to places, making reservations in places and making appointments with people.
After spending literally the entire day with her, you began picking up her habits. Her coffee in the morning when she wakes up, breakfast on the table (so you can eat while you're cooking), the brand of pen she uses, the way she taps her finger on her table when she's deep in thoughts, the time she takes her second coffee and where she prefers to eat.
It was also amusing to see the people walking in her office and getting scolded because of their sloppy work. Each time she has to point out their mistakes and make them redo it again. Behind the scenes, she puts in a lot of effort, it's not easy to survive in a male dominant industry. You just have to build your network and prove your worth.
I have an off today, it was time for 'maintenance' so I was sent back to Tony to see if there was any upgrade or updates ready. When I arrived at his lab, my replica was in a worser state when I first saw her. "What happened here?" I was looking forward to going back to my normal life but it seems like this is slipping further away.
"There was no electricity yesterday and we didn't manage to save the data. When we tried to restore it today, everything just burst due to the surge in electricity." Tony explained.
"Whatever, I'm just going to sleep. I haven't been sleeping properly this week." I waved him off and went to the nearest bench to sleep. As uncomfortable and hard as it can be, I drifted off to sleep instantly.
Natasha POV
This new robot I bought from Stark sure is one of a kind. The way it speaks with some slight hesitation and I'm pretty sure I saw her doze off a bit, was there a built in low battery mode?
I sent her off for maintenance since it was a weekend and I didn't need to go to the office. Still, there were tons of things to settle as I took my tablet to my couch. I felt a headache coming due to the up and coming project that we were bidding on. Tension was high, if we were successful in bidding for the tender, paying employee's bonus wouldn't be an issue.
I peeled my eyes away from the tablet, hoping to give my pounding brain a break. A shiver went down my spine as I picked up my coffee. It was getting quiet in the house, usually Y/N would play some music in the background and I guess I got used to it.
Your POV
After feeling a lot refreshed, I took this chance to eat so I wouldn't have to sneak around later. I ordered takeaway and left one set on Tony's table, knowing nothing can get his attention now. I ate as I watched him work, tinkering with the screws and wires connected before running to his computer again.
"Bye, I'm heading back now." I said as I left his lab. I didn't hear a reply and I'm pretty he didn't hear me and wouldn't realise I'm gone until the next morning.
I arrived to a dark house which was slightly surprising. I'm pretty sure Miss Romanoff doesn't have anything in her schedule today to be away from her house. I walked further in to see Miss Romanoff sleeping on the couch. She has been working overtime these few days, so it wouldn't be surprising if her body needed a break.
I went to her room to grab a blanket to cover her body but I noticed beads of sweat dripping from her forehead. Instinctively, I placed the back of my hand to check her temperature and sure enough, she has a fever.
I pulled my hand away and Miss Romanoff caught my wrist immediately. Her eyes widened in shock but when she realised it was me, she let go of my hand and sat up. "You are sick Miss Romanoff, according to the temperature, you are having a fever. Would you like anything?"
"I'm alright, you can just leave it." Typical reaction from someone who puts up a strong front.
"I strongly suggest taking medication and resting." I didn't take her order and proceeded to the kitchen to whip out a quick soup while I looked for her medication cabinet.
"I said, I don't-" She tried to stop me from whatever I was doing but ended up in a coughing fit.
"Everything will be ready soon, please just take a seat on the couch." I said while moving about the kitchen. I managed to find where she kept all the medication and I must say, you learn a lot from what they take.
I heard her groan before sitting on the couch. She was still swiping on her tablet but I am going to let her be for now. Once the soup was ready, I poured it in a bowl and tried to cool it to a reasonable temperature as quickly as possible. I brought the soup and medicine together in a tray and brought it to her living area.
"Are you going to do it yourself, or do I have to feed you?"
"You may be a robot, but I don't need you to feed me." She still has a lot of energy in her if she can argue with me.
"Alright. Here." I passed her the spoon and took a seat back on the adjacent couch. "You don't have to finish it."
"I'm not going to finish it, it tastes so bad."
"Then why are you still drinking?"
She paused for a moment before saying. "Why are you talking back to me? You're my robot." Realising what I had done, I immediately kept my mouth shut and looked away from her.
Her mouth said the soup tasted bad but the same mouth drank the entire bowl of soup. Not wanting to make any unnecessary comments, I took the tray away after seeing her swallow the medicine.
She tried acting strong but the medicine soon took its effect and she started becoming drowsy and ended up falling asleep on the couch again. I went to sit on the chair next to the couch so I could monitor her situation. I placed a cool towel on her forehead because she was still sweating a lot. She twitched slightly when the towel came in contact with her but she eased into it quickly. I changed the towel a couple of times before her temperature dropped back to normal.
Why did Tony have to do this to me? I am catching feelings for her.
Written on 26 Jan 2022
Posted on 26 Jul 2022
Inspired by: I am not a robot (Korean Drama)