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Battery was a mere idea in the back of Subspace’s mind as an apology gift, but they weren’t really treated like one. Christmas morning was the date of their birth (or creation) left on the doorstep of Medkit, packaged in a big box with a red wrapper and a small green bow on top. Subspace went and rang the bell trying to apologize, to be ‘friends’ with Medkit again. As soon as Medkit opened the door and saw Subspace, he shut it on his face before Subspace could speak. “Medkit, please just…let’s talk..” The tone of Subspace’s voice almost made Medkit open the door, but he stood his ground. “Why should I open the door for you! You gouged my eye out!” Medkit exclaimed in an angry tone “And then you have the nerve to come to MY doorstep ON CHRISTMAS MORNING AFTER YEARS OF THAT FIGHT. Just, *Sigh* what do you want..” he continued to mumble curses from behind the door in an annoyed tone while waiting for Subspace to respond, annoyed that Subspace was ruining his Christmas sprit (the one that took SO long to get out the grumpy guy ) “I just want to talk! And give you a gift that I made just for you!” Subspace continued to speak through the door in an oddly sweet voice?.. “Just leave it at the door and GET OUT. I don’t want to talk to you.” Medkit would then stop pacing around the room and walk to the door, watching through the peephole in his door. “Okay fine, you don’t want to talk today. I’ll see you next phight..” Subspace would then walk away slowly back to Blackrock. Medkit would continue to watch him walk away until he was out of view and he finally opened the door and looked at the box “What the Phuck did he put in this box….” He would then stare at it on his doorstep for another 10 minutes, contemplating if he should bring it inside or kick it to the curb for trash tomorrow… eventually curiosity got the best of him and he brought the box inside, with a LOT of struggle ‘cause damn is that box heavy- anyways.
in Medkit’s living room
“So let’s see what Subspace put in this damn box…” He sighed, grabbing scissors and cutting the paper (he would’ve personally preferred if he tore it open but he wanted to be careful with what’s inside, in case Subspace gave him something important, which probably wasn’t likely) as he opened the box there was the sound of a gentle motor powering to life “What the- What’s in here?..” He would continue to slowly open the box (Hurry it up you old dumbass) FINALLY he opened the box, finding a 5’10 robot “Heh, shortie- (as if he was any taller) Wait a minute…. A GRAPH?-“
He grabbed the robot as the screen/visor that was its eyes started to glow with its name in orange
“Battery? huh,” Medkit notices a note on the robot, which is the following— “Dearest Meddy, this is Battery! Your new companion in your lonely apartment! I hope you take care of this robot and to answer the question I know you have, no it’s not a biograph it’s a special type of robot I created just for you! Called ‘Battery’— this one’s serial code is ‘B-001X0072’ cool right? -xoxo Subspace T. Tripmine”
Medkit would look at the robot with disgust and hate. But couldn’t bear to decommission them, their innocent orange eyes darting around the room curiously, unknowing of all the anguish in this cruel world the inpherals all live in. “….Well what do I do with you? I’m in no condition to take care of a robot.. Hell, I barely even want to take care of myself…” He then picked up his phone and scrolled through his contacts, searching for someone he knew could help— seeing as he had almost no friends he had to call the only person he knew could help… Subspace. As the phone dialed Subspace picked up on the third ring and a loud, egotistical voice played through the speaker— “Hello, Subspace T. Tripmine, best scientist of Blackrock speaking!” Medkit would sigh quietly and mumble into the speaker; “Subspace it’s me…. I need help with the robot you gave me.. and I know this is probably not a good time Since I just insulted you an hour ago..” *Medkit mumbled the last part as Battery would wander around the apartment taking in all the sights they could see and trying to identify them, pushing their head back up as they walk around since it keeps tilting to the side—Maybe Subspace didn’t do much of a good job building this thing? A surprise that is.
“Ah, wonderful! Let’s get started on the basics. Charging,” Subspace was already ready to start listing and teaching Medkit these things since he knew he would call, Medkit would start to pull out a notepad and pen and put on his reading glasses while listening to what Subspace was saying. “There is a charging port on the side of their head, there is also a charger I added in the box along with Battery’s weapon if they want to phight!” Subspace would exclaim the last part with joy. “Can I at least teach them how to read and write before they head out to phight with me? I think Banhammer would end up telling his mum about them. And knowing Windforce, she would end up trying to snatch them right from the ground.. But noted anyways-“ Medkit would get cut off by a gurgled- robotic, excited sounding screech— “*BEEEEP!*” *Battery had learned how to make noise, but it’s a little distorted. Not really words either- they were staring outside a window, looking below at the lively streets of Crossroads, waving their hands slightly “Oh their first words!” Subspace cheered excitedly, clapping his hands once. “Shut your overexcited ass up and tell me how to take care of it. I’m gonna have to work with them about volume control… Won’t I?“- “Yup!” Medkit sighed— already tired of this day, still writing down stuff that Subspace listed a few seconds ago; “Alrighty!” *Subspace would then spend the next hour telling Medkit how to take care of the robot, Battery still wandering around the apartment in the background, looking at all the plants and photos on the walls.
**At night**
Medkit had jolted awake in his bed, breathing heavily after another night terror. And he started to wonder, how was he gonna explain this to Scythe and Broker? How were they gonna take it? Will Father Overseer be okay with it? He didn’t know any of these answers and didn’t want to find them out. So he went back to bed, staring at the faint little blinking orange words in the corner saying “Charging (Dreaming gleefully.)” Which was Battery charging in the dark!
**The next morning**
Medkit wakes up to a drone standing next his bed and staring at him quietly, staring in confusion since he was asleep, Battery doesn’t know what sleep is—they don’t know a lot about the Inpheral body and what they need, so they thought he was dead but he was breathing. So they just sat and stared at him “?” Battery kept staring, unmoving.
“Battery I’m fine.. I was just asleep, do you know what sleep is Battery..?” Medkit would enquire, tired. “No but I think I can learn!” They would answer, smiling crookedly “Battery it’s 6 am, do you think we should get up or not? I’m giving you the choice today, kid.” Medkit asks, hand already reaching to grab his eyepatch off the floor. “I think we should get up now.” Battery responded happily.— TO BE CONTINUED (THIS IS UNFINISHED BUT I WANTED TO POST IT SO FAR TO SEE HOW IT WOULD DO!! I’ll prolly add more and continue it after I finish school which is June 22nd so expect atleast a few updates or another unfinished fanfic; maybe of “Murder Drones” or “Searching For A World That Doesn’t Exist”)