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“ Did you forget what day it was today? "
𝜗ৎ Killdroid was woken up from their sleep. What time was it,, what day was it,, what year was it?? Their memory soon came back to them, it took a minute or two. Standing up on their very legs, which wobbled a bit- That killer round, gunslinger, had taken a lot of energy from them. Finally, the droid was able to feel, think, and function correctly again. But, something felt off.
They finally checked their calendar, their eyes, if they were to have any, widened. Today was a special day, something they were just excited to even think about at the moment.
Livedroid’ s birthday.
Technically, they don’t have real ages. But they celebrate just like any other civilians would. The red droid prepared to start setting up, already getting a list set up in their notes.
- Get some cheap decorations.
- Get Livedroid’ s favorite muffin.
- Get a present for them.
Great, finally ready to start getting ready. They headed out of the door, stepping down the stair case and closing the door behind. Using their jetpack, they flew in the air and started searching for the right store, using a GPS to find the nearest shop. 𝜗ৎ
3 PM
𝜗ৎ Killdroid arrived at their destination. They knew it was too early to even think about this, but early bird gets the worm. First thing on their list, get some cheap decoration. The droid knew that their brother wouldn’t care for anything fancy, matter of fact, they hated fancy. Finding some simple yet colorful things for the celebration.
While looking isle, they decided to think ahead of time, wondering for the present they were going to give Livedroid. Maybe a book? A cat? A stuffed animal? Maybe just about anything as to not just walk to them empty handed. Stuffing random decorations in his bag that looked like they’d fit the vibe, just about anything that was red and blue.
Finally, the bag was filled to the top with just random crap they had found stuffed in a corner... Was that a Paw Patrol party hat??...... Whatever.
They have made their way to the counter, finished with the first chore on their list. The man behind the counter seemed like some guy that had just finished high school.
” That will be.. 10 bucks, cash or card. “ The mans name was.. Taunt. The usual things you’d see in a young man, braces, a backwards hat, a hoodie onto of their uniform. And he looked pretty concerned to be seeing a robot on the counter.
” I will be using cash. “ Killdroid spoke up after awkward silence, the voice of them made Taunt jump, what had he even expected? The droid fumbled his hands into his pockets, pulling out a ten dollar bill, crumbled but still worth something,, right? The answer seemed to be yes, as the employee took the money from their hand and shoved it into the register.
” Sir- Bot, do you want to donate one dollar to starving kids with no home, no family and no food? "
Of course Killdroid had to do this. Right in front of a now forming line behind them. Seriously,, they needed the money for everything else! Whatever, their not a bad person.
” Uhm.. Yeah sure i guess. “ The hesitation seemed to make some people mad, as sighs left from the line. Damn these people. Killdroid finally pulled out a one dollar bill and handed it to the civilian. Who actually put on some awkward smirk,, was this just apart of job? ” Have a good day dude. “ 𝜗ৎ
4: 22 PM
𝜗ৎ Really, it took that long for them to get some decorations, pay 11 bucks and get stares from people? After Killdroid had walked out, a child around the age of 7, walked up to them and tilted her head. ” My daddy said that bots will take over the world. And he said you looked like a clankaur! “ Of course. They couldn’t escape the people who gave them the weird stare, they all knew how Killdroid was created, how the government made them to arrest criminals, not innocent civilians.
Killdroid were doing their job right, they knew they were.
They arrived at the next place, the bakery. This is where the droid will get Livedroids favorite muffin. They had always loved strawberry-cinnamon muffins, ever since they were tiny droidlings. Killdroid looked around, paying close attention incase they missed it, scratching their robotic head. Finally the muffin was found.
” Sir?? "
That basically made Killdroid sigh,, But they just did it inside their head, so no one heard it but them. Their attention directed to the shorter one next to them, they looked like a nurse, a hat with a green sign, they held a healing potion in their hand too. Caretaker.
” I am terribly sorry to bother you,, but could you help me get that muffin up there? “
, She pointed directly at the strawberry-cinnamon muffin, the exactly one Killdroid was about to take. Seriously,, what the hell. But with no arguement or comment, did the droid take the muffin and hesitantly handed it to her.
” Gosh,, thank you kind sir! I really appreciate it. Good day! "
Caretaker looked happy, skipping to the register to pay for it. Well,, there goes Livedroids birthday muffin. Look where kindness gets you, its not like they could just spawn a new one. 𝜗ৎ
5: 00 PM
𝜗ৎ Wonderful, Killdroid went to another bakery and luckily they had the same muffin, but it was a little more expensive. Meaning that getting the gift for Livedroid would be quite hard.
- Get some cheap decoration
- Get livedroid’ s favorite muffin
- Get a present for them.
It was evening by now, they checked almost every store and thought of every possible thing their robotic sibling would want, maybe a stuffed rabbit? Sure, anything at this point. Heading to a store, they looked around til they found an employee.
Adrenaline, the name tag showed. Some guy who looked like he had lost his mind. Leaning on the counter and looking up things on his phone.
” Hello sir, I’d like to know if you sell any stuffed animals, specifically a bunny? "
The employee looked up and nearly dropped his phone, Wasnt this thing made by the government?? and killed people??? What if he was next.. The civilian gulped and hesitantly pointed to a corner.
” Thank you a lot. “ The droid nodded and left the register, heading to the shelf of stuffed animals before finding the rabbit. It only costed two dollars, perfect. The droid headed to the register, putting the rabbit on the counter, the last thing they’d purchase that day. The civilian looked up at the robot again, literally looking like he was about to piss himself.
” Ill like to buy this please. "
He nodded, scanning the item, muttering,
” That will be two dollars. "
Killdroid happily paid for the bunny, glad it wasn’t expensive or nothing bad happened this time as he headed out the store, heading back to the apartment and getting everything ready.𝜗ৎ
Back at home.
𝜗ৎ Killdroid was setting up the decorations he had gotten earlier, it looked really random, some didnt look well but that was okay. Wrapping the stuffed bunny in a present, settling the gift on Livedroids bed aswell as the muffin.
The door to the room was opened, Livedroid stepped inside holding a brown bag and looked a little disappointed. Flipping on the light switch to Killdroid and the decorations.
” Happy birthday, Livedroid! "
The cyan droids mouth hung open and they smiled, putting the bag down and hugging his brother tightly, jumping with joy. Killdroid patted Livedroids back, grabbing the present on the others bed before pulling from the hug.
“ I got you a present, it is definitely not much, but i just hope you like it. "
Livedroid happily took the present, looking at Killdroids paw patrol party hat and giggling. They’d open the present and took the stuffed rabbit out of it, inspecting the sewing, ears, and little pink nose. They’d happily hug the stuffy, looking at Killdroid again
” Thank you a lot, bro. "
Livedroid grabbed the brown bag and pulled out a chocolate muffin, Killdroids favorite. The other bot grabbed the strawberry-cinnamon muffin and they both traded.
The two brothers sat happily on the bedding edge and ate while celebrating the birthday, although it wasn’t a real party, it was a party that the both could enjoy. Even if nothing there was perfect, they both had each other. 𝜗ৎ
𝜗The Endৎ