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The phighters swarmed around them as the counter reached one. Everyone launched out, beginning to swarm on the point in the middle of millions of homes. A map commonly known as 'Protect Telamon.'
Boombox himself was rushing forward- until he saw a familiar orange flash beside him. The Biograft looked at Boombox with it's half-shut eyes. Boombox watched the bright orange in it's eyes slightly flicker.
Boom box couldn't hold back a smile. "Biobot!" He yelped, pulling the biograft into a hug. It turned it's head away as if embarrassed, a rough voice rumbling from the core.
"I AM NOT 'BIOBOT.' I AM BIOGRAFT-173."
Boom box smiled wider, poking its metal cheek teasingly. "Yea, yea. Okay Bio-bot."
Biograft pulled free, it's body turning around in one swift motion. "PLEASE FOCUS ON THE POINT, BOOMBOX."
Boombox almost immediately noticed that saying. It was one other demons had to say to him quite often, being distracted and running off elsewhere from time to time. "I didn't know you followed conversations about me, Biobot!"
Biograft looked away once again. "I LISTEN TO EVERYONE."
"Is that another thing apart of your code?"
"IT IS."
"Hmm... then is standing here and talking to me apart of your code?" Boombox watched Biografts head slowly turn towards Boombox.
"IT IS MY JOB TO SURVEY THE DEMONS AROUND ME."
"Then maybe I should play your favorite song. What was it again?"
"THE SCREAMS OF MY CREATORS VICTIMS."
"Alright! I'll start it up now!" Boombox turned around to focus on his Boombox.
"THERE IS NO NEED." Biograft stepped in front of Boombox, Boombox holding back a grin.
"Why? Is it because you'll focus on me more?"
"...NEGATIVE."
"That reply was a little late."
"I AM NOT PROGRAMMED TO FEEL ROMANTIC ATTRACTION."
"I never said anything about love..!"
"..."
Boombox wrapped an arm around Biograft, laughing. "Okay, Mr.Embarrassed!" Biografts eyes almost tightened, orange glow slightly brightening. This only made Boombox laugh louder.
At that moment, Skateboard popped out of the respawn. "Dude!" He called out, running forward and punching Boombox's shoulder. "Point! Now!"
Boombox nodded, watching him skate away as he turned around to come face-to-face with Biograft.
"So... See you later?"
"PERCHANCE."
Boombox sighed, a smile on his face. "I fear 'Maybe' isn't an answer."
"AFFIRMATIVE."
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After a successful victory- thanks to him and Biograft finally pulling their weight- they landed into the lobby. To his surprise, Subspace wasn't with Biograft, although thinking about it more... Biograft would only be able to show such emotions without his creator breathing down his back.
Despite others thoughts, certain Biografts have been coded to show more emotion than others. Such was the case with Biograft-173. He leaned more torwards a therapy Biograft for Subspace, but due to the nature of Blackrock, still needed to be killing-machines.
Well... Maybe liking a murderous killing machine that could turn on your back anytime wasn't the norm in the inphinity, but it was quite obvious that this Biograft was different. To the point that he had gone against Subspaces wishes to see him one time. How awesome was that??
Even Boombox, the person who tried to avoid Blackrock to the best of his abilities in the past had grown attached to the orange robots that passed him by... to the point he attempted to become friends with most of them in order to crack their shells. If he could do it to one murder bot, then couldn't the rest become a 'Biobot?'
Skateboard had scoffed at this idea. However, he wasn't one to talk, a certain Blackrock phighter catching his attention. Maybe that was why Boombox was so comfortable talking about his like of Biograft In front of him.
"GREETINGS." Biograft said, jerking Boombox out of his thoughts. He swiveled around to wave at Biograft with a smile. "Hey Biobot! How are you?"
"WELL." Biograft responded, sitting down in an almost disturbing criss-cross apple sauce.
At that moment, Valk came and greeted all the Phighters! in the lobby. "Sorry everyone!" Clapping his hands together, he began to announce: "This lobby will be closing for today due to some issues."
Everyone began to stand up, shuffling out in order to return to the center of crossroads. Boombox looked over at Biograft. "So... how long is Subspace expecting you to stay here?"
"AROUND THREE HOURS."
"You're free for another three hours?"
"AFFIRMATIVE."
Boombox whistled, bouncing on his tippy-toes. "Wanna go over to my place?"
"...AFFIRMATIVE."
Shoving a fist into the air, Boombox grabbed Biograft's hand and dragged him along to the entrance of crossroads. As they passed by, Boombox waved at Skateboard trying to start conversation with Hyperlaser.
Luckily Boombox's apartment wasn't too far from where they now stood. Boombox, still holding Biografts hand, began to talk.
"I'm really glad you're coming with me today, Biobot. Last time you did so it was fun trying to make oil for you!" Boombox giggled as he said this. Put simply, it was a disaster. His house had smelled horrible for the weeks afterward.
"But... I've changed it up a bit, y'know? I managed to snip a couple of photos of us last time you were able to come over!"
Biograft's orange color lightened slightly before dying down. "WAS IT AT THE MECHANICAL SHOP?"
Boombox nodded. "Yup. Still have the oil from last trip, so no making it this time. Sadly"
"I SEE. THAT IS GOOD."
Boombox made a fake frowning face. "What, was my homemade oil not good enough?"
Biograft made a humming noise. "NEGATIVE. IT WAS WORSE THAN OUR RATIONS."
Boombox huffed, crossing his arm while sending a small smile towards Biograft. "Yea, sure. Whatever."
They continued walking until they finally reached the apartment where Boombox stayed. Opening the door for Biograft with a slight bow, it entered and immediantely began surveying the area.
Boombox placed a hand on Biografts shoulder, causing it to look over at Boombox. Boombox smiled. "I have an idea of what we could do!" he began to lead it over to the kitchen. "You know how to make bracelets?"
Biograft tilted its head. "I AM NOT PROGRAMMED TO KNOW HOW TO MAKE 'BRACELETS'"
"I can teach you then!"
Sitting down at the table, Boombox ducked under to grab a bracelet maker. He had this saved for a bit now. He had saw something like this on Pinterest, and couldn't help but buy a set just for this moment.
As he set it up on the table and propped it open he began to speak. "Okay. So, you see these orange beads?" He said, pointing towards one section of the box. "Grab a thin string here then put it in a loop. You can then place green beads through one of the strings. When you're finished tie them together!"
Biograft flashed orange then nodded soon after. "UNDERSTOOD."
Biograft soon got to work, grabbing the string and then a handful of the beads. Boombox, faintly noticing the action at the corner of his eye, felt his eyes widen as he realized what was about to happen.
Mass destruction.
Less than a second later half of the beads were scattering across the floor, half of them somehow on the string. Boombox yelped.
"One at a time, Biobot!" Boombox said, pushing his chair out to stand up. He sighed. "It's gonna take forever to find them."
"WOULDNT IT BE EASIER THIS WAY?" Biograft asked, holding up the bracelet. Boombox shrugged. "Well, it is if you dont want to pick up beads off the floor!" He paused. "By the way, youre helping me."
Biograft nodded. "UNDERSTOOD." Scooting up from the chair, Biograft's eyes flickered as he scanned the area around them.
As Boombox bent down to collect a group of scattered beads, Biograft tapped Boombox on the back and shoved most of the beads on the floor into Boombox's hand. Boombox only had time to gasp before Biograft was already picking up the rest of the beads on the floor.
"How do you do that?" Boombox asked, jaw still dropped.
"I AM SLAYING THE BEADS."
Boombox stifled a laugh. "How??"
"BY SQUEEZING THE LIFE OUT OF THEM."
Biograft slowly rose from the floor to squeeze the beads in its hand, causing a couple of fall off and clatter on the floor once again.
"DEATH."
Boombox couldn't help but laugh. He clutched his stomach, holding the beads tighter in his hand.
It took a couple of seconds to contain himself and stand up straight. Clearing his throat, he moved over to drop his share of beads into the container. Biograft followed his example a moment later before sitting down.
"Okay. One at a time! Don't rush putting it on. We have, like, two more hours!"
Biograft nodded, slowly picking up a bead and sliding it onto the wire. Boombox did the same, picking up some green beads.
Biograft finished first- to Boomboxs dismay. Had all those early years gone to waste?
Boombox soon finished a minute later, tying it and placing it on the table in front of them.
"Now we can give it to each other." Boombox said, passing the bracelet to Biograft. Biograft tilted it's head. "WHY?
"I make a bracelet for you, you make a bracelet for me. We then put it on our horns. It's a sign of friendship!"
"I SEE." Biograft reached forward, grabbing the green bracelet and slid it onto his right horn. Boombox smiled. "Looks great!"
Boombox grabbed the bracelet and slid it on his own horn- however, he placed his on his left horn.
"And now were matching!" he said with a thumbs-up. Biograft nodded. "I SEE."
Boombox spared a glance at his watch. "We have an hour and a half left. Anything you wanna do?"
"NEGATIVE."
Boombox sighed, leaning back in his chair. What could they do in an hour and a half? All the best movies were two hours. Would Biograft even like watching movies?
And then, an idea hit him. He grinned, sending a sly look towards Biograft. It seemed to tighten its eyelids.
And, while suppressing a giggle; "Wanna make out?"
Biograft tilted it's head. "MAKE OUT?"
"Yea, like repeatedly kiss."
"KISS?" Biograft echoed once again.
Boombox hummed. "Its, uh... Something that demons do to show they like another demon. Like, romantically."
"I AM NOT PROGRA-... WOULD NOT MIND."
Boombox raised an eyebrow, heart beginning to flutter. "Would not mind?"
"I WOULD NOT MIND IF WE 'MADE OUT'"
Boombox felt himself begin to be flustered. He could feel his visor heating up, most likely causing a large blush icon to be showed. He could only thank SOFTH Biograft probably didnt know what that meant.
"Well, if you dont mind..." Boombox slipped out of his chair, straighteing up and scooting over to Biograft. He bit his lip, face only heating up more.
Biograft stood up itself and walked over to Boombox, pausing infront of him as if waiting for further instruction. Boombox cleared his throat to rid it of any squeaks of embarrassment.
"You just, like, put your mouth on the other person's mouth. Y'know?"
Biograft tilted it's head. "I DONT HAVE A MOUTH."
"It should be fine! I mean, you can feel the metal, right?"
Biograft nodded. "AFFIRMITIVE."
Boombox grabbed onto Biografts shoulders and walked closer, biting the inside of his lip as his head began to race. He swear he could see Biografts glow becoming brighter by the second.
Another step forward. Their waists were almost touching, hovering inches away from each other as Boombox slowly lifted his hands to cup Biografts shoulders. Before he could do anything else to calm his nerves, Biograft had leaned forward and clunked the metal against Boombox's lips, causing him to softly squeak in surprise.
Biograft's head recolied. "WAS I WRONG?"
"No- no, it just took me by surprise." Boombox stuttered, his face beginning to turn a neon red. Biograft only nodded in response.
Boombox swallowed back his nerves before pushing forward himself, closing his eyes as his lips met metal. After a second he pulled away to notice Biografts eye's slightly flicker, as if it had been doing the same.
Biograft put its hands on Boombox's waist and pulled him closer. Boombox had to hold back another squeak. He could feel Biografts oil almost boiling, becoming hotter as Boombox approached.
"Ooh, someones a little nervous!" Boombox teased as if he didn't feel the same, his lips quivering. Biograft only turned his head towards the side. It's eyelids tightened ever so slightly.
Bringing his hands up to Biograft's face, Boombox turned Biograft's head so he could continue to kiss the robot, closing his eyes as his lips met Biograft once again.
As time clicked by, the motions and rhythms became much more familiar as they both pushed forward much more frequently. At one point, Biograft had stepped forward, causing Boombox to tip over and fall into the chair that Biograft was sat in.
"APOLOGIES." Biograft said, lifting up a hand to wipe off the metal where his mouth would be. Boombox only laughed.
They both sat there for a while, a large smile on Boomboxes face as he watched Biograft slowly return to his original color.
"IT IS TIME FOR ME TO LEAVE."
Boombox almost immediately frowned. "Are you sure? We still have, like, an hour."
"IT TAKES A WHILE TO REACH BLACKROCK." Biograft clarified, Boombox sighing. "Okay. See you later." He stood up, cupping Biografts cheek with a hand and giving him one more peck. "You better be there my next phight!"
Biograft nodded. "I WILL BE THERE OR WATCHING."
After a moment Biograft had left the apartment, feeling the beside of his cheek with one hand, his glow still brighter than normal.