Then there's a knock at the door.
"Oskar's here."
You walk through the unpainted hallway (You still haven't had time to paint it) and you answer the door to which you're greeted by a tall, blond-haired boy with murky blue eyes and a birthmark which covers half his face. There is a big fluffy dog by his side, wagging his curly tail happily.
"Hey, buddy!" You say cheerfully as you bend down and pet the dog playfully. The dog becomes more excited as you do this and so do you. It's an endless cycle of dogs and excitement.
"Wow, thanks. I'm here too!" The boy says to you.
"I know I know, hello Oskar." You say with a smile and a warm hug. Connors LED turns yellow for a second before you let Oskar and Felix in.
Oskar stops as he sees Connor stood in the hallway.
"Oh wow, I didn't know you had an android Y/N!" Oskar says in shock as he approaches Connor. "What happened to his shirt?" He asks, turning to you and jerking his thumb towards the holes and stains in his shirt.
"I found him by the river all shot up so I fixed him." You shrug.
Oskar turns back to Connor.
"Hi, my name is Connor," Connor says to the taller boy. Oskar is almost 7 feet tall. He's the biggest person you know and towers over you and Connor. But honestly, he's the sweetest person in the world and couldn't hurt a fly, even if he tried (which he wouldn't).
"I'm Oskar." Oskar smiles.
"Nice to meet you Oskar," Connor replies. "May I pet your dog?"
"Go ahead." Oskar smiles, gesturing towards Felix.
Connor squats down in front of the dog and ruffles its fur. The dog takes an instant liking towards Connor and his tail wags happily as the android plays with him.
"Who's a fluffy boy?" Connor asks the dog in a playful way. Felix responds with a happy yip. "That's right! You're a fluffy boy!"
Connor really does like dogs. He looks more human now than ever.
"You said he was shot up...?" Oskar asks after smiling at how happy Connor and Felix are.
"Yeah, and when I rebooted him, he didn't remember a thing... it's like someone tried to erase him." You explain.
"That's really creepy the way you said that." Oskar laughs. "I have a few spare shirts at my house which he could borrow? They might be a bit big but maybe I can find one from when I was small?"
"Where you ever small?" You ask with a chuckle.
"Valid point," Oskar replies.
Connor stands back up and turns to the tall boy. "Perhaps we could take Felix on a walk to your home?"
Oskar smiles. "You seem to have taken a warming to Felix. And he seems to like you too."
"I like dogs," Connor replies simply.
You, Connor, Felix, and Oskar begin to walk to Oskar's home. Felix is a well-behaved dog so he doesn't need a leash but instead walks obediently beside Oskar.
The sun is warm against your skin as you breathe in the sunlight. There are people talking and children playing in the streets. Cars and buses drive by and the sounds of ads scattered around the city fill the air. Ads for androids, in particular, are everywhere. Detroit, what a city.
You all walk through the streets and past a small skatepark. There are a few people there on their boards and one of them has an android. He's showing his android off to his friends which are gathered around it in awe.
"This skatepark's still a thing?" Oskar asks as you walk past.
"I guess so... I'm glad they haven't taken it down though." You say, looking down at your feet.
"Do you skate Y/N?" Connor asks with curiosity.
You laugh a little. "No, This skatepark is where Oskar and I met. When we were little and Felix was just a little puppy, some people were picking on him. I guess they wanted to prove they were tough by beating up the tallest boy they could find?"
"Then Y/N told them to back off and they did. I guess they didn't wanna fight a girl." Oskar laughs.
"You know, I only became friends with you because of your cute dog." You joke.
"Well, I only became friends with you because... Um... Shut up." Oskar responds.
You and Connor laugh as you all continue to walk.
Finally, you make it to Oskar's house and Oskar yells; "Dad I'm home! Y/N and Connor are here!".
Connor and you look at each other with a small smile. Oskar is one of those people that really see androids as people rather than objects. You respect him greatly for this.
As you walk in, Felix trots off into the living room and perches on the couch.
"Y/N and who?" Oskar's dad replies. He walks in from the kitchen and stops in his tracks, his mouth hanging open slightly as he looks at Connor and his shirt. He looks from the shirt, back into Connors' eyes and then back at the shirt.
Oskar's dad, Patrick, is also very tall, a little over seven foot and very muscular. He has brown hair and brown stubble on his face with speckles of grey in it and his eyes are the same murky blue as Oskar's. He's very intimidating and, contrary to Oskar, probably will hurt you if you get on his wrong side. Connor's LED flashes yellow as the intimidating man scans over him.
"An android..." Patrick says. "Where did you find it? Or was it you that shoot it up?" Patrick asks you.
"He was by the river. So I fixed him." You say proudly.
Patrick looks him up and down again. He seems to act strangely around him. But for all you know, he could just not feel very comfortable with androids. After all, he's 45 years old. In 1993 when he was born, androids weren't a very popular thing. Maybe he just doesn't like the idea of something that isn't even alive being smarter than him.
"Get it a clean shirt Oskar," Patrick says to his son. "Then give that shirt to me, I'll throw it away."
Oskar nods and then begins to walk upstairs. You and Connor follow.
You take a step into Oskars room and look around. It's just as messy as usual with clothes thrown about and socks missing their pairs scattered about everywhere. Oskar has a huge periodic table on his wall and other various scientific posters strung about. Then on one wall, he has a picture of a very busty lady in the tiniest bikini in the world. She may as well be naked with the amount of body she's showing. You raise an eyebrow at the poster and then look at Oskar.
"That's new." You say.
Oskar flushes pink. "Uh it was a gift so... you know... kept it up to um... be polite... and stuff..." He stutters.
You laugh. "Of course."
There's an awkward silence for a moment. "Uhm... shirts..." Oskar says as he turns to his wardrobe which has clothes spilling out. He rummages through it for a minute before pulling out a white button-up shirt.
"Here, this should fit." Oskar smiles as he hands it to Connor.
"Thank you, Oskar," Connor says as he takes the shirt from him.
Connor then takes off his jacket and loosens his tie. You blush to yourself and look away to hide your face as Connor unbuttons his current shirt and slides it off his arms, letting it fall to the ground.
"Don't you want a little privacy or something?" Oskar asks with an awkward laugh. Connor is now just wearing the bottom half of his clothing and a loose tie around his neck. You peek at him and blush more.
So cute...
You think to yourself, almost saying it out loud.
"If you feel uncomfortable then I will go," Connor says.
"No, no it's fine." You say.
Connor puts the clean shirt and buttons it up before putting his tie into place, smoothing out the collar and sorting out the cuffs. He pulls his jacket back on and then tightens his tie.
He looks much cleaner now. You now remember that when you found him, his skin was covered in dirt and mud. Perhaps he washed before he made you breakfast?
You smile as you look at him. "Much better Connor."