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Oil is Thicker Then Blood (Part 36)

“There you two idiots are!” V opened her door with a clumsily kicking, screaming toddler held in one arm and one of her hands held over her audio receptors.

“S-sorry V.” N apologized as he took his daughter from her arms and into his, Tera gripped the fur on his jacket as tightly as her little hands could as she continued to scream, even if it was now muffled into his coat.

“Just don't ever come to me for something like this again…” She replied, looking like she'd been driven up a wall and down again.

“Thank you so much.” N thanked her, voice betraying just how grateful he was.

“Yeah yeah, whatever…”

She closed the door in their face with an aggravated flick of her tail, the couple looked at each other, sheepish and a little tired from the day they'd had. Uzi touched Tera's back as the toddler sniffled, still clinging to N like he would dissappear if she didn't.

“We're here Jellybean, don't cry.” Uzi hummed, rubbing a comforting circle in her back while N supported her weight with his arms.

“Mama… Papa…” Tera sniffled out, unsteadily trying to hold onto N, stammering as the use of her mouth was unfamiliar. Followed by several sniffly trills.

N felt his entire being tense into a tight coil of adoration, his eyelights becoming wide and watery as he took in the moment, his grip on her tightened, and he pet the back of her head gently.

“It's alright, Mama and Papa are here now…” He forced out through his own emotional episode, seconds away from tearing up himself.

“Come on, let's get her home.” Uzi put a hand on his back, a tired smile on her face as she looked up at him, leading him through the winding halls to their apartment door.

Tera continued to whine, trill, and sniffle into his coat, for someone who just got use of their limbs her grip was surprisingly strong. But she had largely stopped crying as he continued to hold her.

“Shhh… it's okay, you're okay. Papa's got you.” He hummed into her audio receptors, along with any other soft comfort he could think of, Tera slowly calmed down, until she was purring and not quite gripping him so hard.

Uzi opened the front door for him as he carried Tera inside, by then she had fallen into sleep mode, lightly drooling as she rested, curled up against N.

“She must have been crying awhile… poor girl.”

“How long was I gone?” Uzi asked, guilt clear on her visor.

“Only a few hours, she was already looking upset when I handed her to V though, I think she knew something was wrong…”

Uzi felt herself try to relax, she hadn't gone feral, or killed anyone, or hurt her family, she'd just… passed out-and grew spines, and yeah that was concerning, what if she ended up growing horns or…a bunch of eyes on her head like N and V had, that would probably be much harder to hide.

She felt her head, she had bled. How much of her insides were organic? Was she flesh in synthetic skin, or had it been a fluke, something that happened because she'd been in the process of changing? Did she want to find out?

“Here.” She was handed her sleeping daughter, who then rested on her chest, head leaning up against her core, Tera seemed to relax further, nuzzling up into it's warmth and being soothed by the sound.

Uzi sighed, a small smile breaking through her worry, although it still settled inside her like a heavy weight around her core, it didn't help that her head was still tender, and everything felt just a little sore.

“Thought you might wanna hold her, it usually makes you a little happier.” N said softly, eyelights betraying every single emotion he was feeling.

“Mmhm.”

N came around her and scooped her up in his arms bridal style, making her yelp in surprise, he took his usual path, winding around the couch to their bedroom where he laid her down gently, as if Uzi herself was a child in need of tucking in.

“Caretaker program.” She teased, holding Tera tightly to her, while laughing, slightly amused.

“Mmm’Shush.” N blushed and looked away, a little embarrassed he was being called out.

“What? It makes you a good dad.”

“I'm hoping it makes me a good boyfriend too?” He replied, a small smirk on his face that didn't quite suit him.

“You're the best. But don't ever try to get me to say it again.” She laughed, but something told him she'd say it as many times as he'd need to hear it, if he asked.

“Awww, you're a sweetheart.”

“Gross.” She gagged.

“Honey.” His voice got sweeter.

“Stop.” Now she was forceful, but probably because she was trying to act tough in the face of her wild blush and smile that went all the way across her face.

“Biscuit, lovely, darling, My precious angel of darkness.” He continued, making her scrunch up in a ball of feels until she paused for a moment and uncoiled.

“Kinda digging that last one.”

“Thought you might.”

Uzi rolled over while he changed into a loose t-shirt, it was a dark purple and hung off him a little far, and then he flopped onto the bed, causing the whole mattress to try to fling her off due to his weight.

When she moved back to looks at him, he was looking back at her, head resting on his arm as he propped himself up.

“You should go change too. I can take her for a bit.”

“But I'm comfortable…” She pouted, completely unseriusly.

“You can be more comfortable.”

“Agh, fine.” Screw him and his stupid amaking caretaker programming

She gently handed Tera to him, despite her seemingly wanting to stay there by the way she grumbled sleepily after she was removed.

At least, until the moment she felt N's ambient warmth and relaxed again, N purred, and Tera purred right back into him in her sleep.

Uzi pulled off her beanie and hoodie before stretching, her wings and tail joining in the action, coming up before flapping around her, the gaskets in her fingers hissed as she put them up above her head.

She looked back at N, who was still looking at her, although now he was blushing, his eyelights hollow after he realized he'd been caught staring.

“Aren't you supposed to be turned around?” She poked, smiling a little but also flustered out of her mind.

“I-I, sorry… I just, you're beautiful and I wanna see you.” He admitted, eyes going half lidded and voice falling into something so soft she almost melted on the spot.

“N!”

Holy shit, since when had he gotten so bold as to just… say that? And to kiss her like he did earlier? He'd been too nervous before, had he hit his head or something?

Well no, he was still… himself. Being tender and sweet, just now… more foreward.

He laughed nervously, finally actually turning **away so that he wouldn't be staring, Uzi grumbled as she pulled her black skull pajamas over her head, blush painted on her face.

“Sorry, am I being too… uh, much?” He asked, nerves seemingly back to question what exactly he thought he was doing.

“N-no. Just… surprising me a little bit.”

She slipped back into bed slowly, although now a bit more nervous than she was before, as soon as she laid down, he pulled her close, although she hissed as his hand found her back, apparently where here spines had grown in was tender.

“Are you hurt?” N leaned back, Tera resting in the crook of one of his arms while he held her with the other, although pulling back as soon as he heard her hiss.

“No! Just… sensitive, I think where the spines came in. My wings did the same thing when they came in.”

“Hmm”

He sat up, holding Tera in his lap while thanking whatever deity was most probable that she was such a heavy sleeper. And made the motion for Uzi to turn to lay on her stomach.

“Uh… sure but, what are you doing?” She questioned, she didn't expect the tired scoff that escaped his mouth, although it was clear he wasn't actually upset in any way.

“Just trust me.”

“Okay.”

She did as she was told, and then gasped as N lifted up her shirt with very little warning, exposing her back to the open air.

“Hey! Warning!” She shouted at him, having half a mind to swat him away.

He just giggled in response, before she heard him gasp and her face fell and went violet again, she didn't have to guess what he was looking at.

Her scars.

“Wh-what are?” He stammered out as she felt a finger touch one of the two blackened, jagged scars running down her back, a stark contrast to the pearly whit of the rest of her chassis.

She laughed dryly, “My wings… it… it wasn't a smooth process when they uh, came in.”

Searing, itching, a buildup of pressure as she was on her hands and knees, holding her aching, hungry stomach, her tail had come in first, that had been painful and it was now thrashing wildly behind her, but it was nothing compared to what she felt now.

Pain fueled tears pricked in her visor as another choked groan and sob escaped her throat, her teeth gritted together so hard she was surprised they hadn't cracked.

Another wave of pain, another whimper into the otherwise empty cabin, the casing around her back groaned as something moved within it, pushing, shoving, making room for itself that she simply didn't have.

Then her casing began to crack like an egg, parts of her casing chipping off from damage from the inside, oil pooled from the wounds although the coolant was so hot it was boiling, adding burns to the list of painful sensations.

She screamed, eyes squeezing shut as something forced it's way out of her back, she felt as if she was being split in two, she wondered if this is what dying felt like. She wanted to peel open her own casing, help whatever wanted to get out of her get out, surely that couldn't hurt any worse.

And then, the wings were free, exploding out of her back and sending bits of her casing rocketing away, they were covered in her own oil, dripping off and joining the rest of the boiling oil on the floor, she sucked in a shuddering breath as the wings flapped on their own, each one sending breif flashes of pain through her.

And that had been where she'd lost control.

“Why didn't…these scars should've healed by now.” He sounded starstruck, and also sad, his gaze was fixed on them, as they made deep groves in her back.

“I don't think their ever going away… I spent a week trying to get them to heal but all that happened was… that.”

He touched the other scar, running a finger down it which made her squirm in discomfort, it didn't hurt, but it certainly wasn't a pleasant feeling.

“Do they still hurt?” He asked a little urgently, he didn't want to hurt her, that was the opposite of what he would ever want.

“No… Just sensitive.” She clarified, trying to relax again but finding it hard not to be flustered.

This was intimate… again. And while she didn't exactly mind she could only imagine how many more moments like this would follow from here.

“I-I didn't know.”

“I never mentioned it.”

He sighed as he slowly covered her back up, looking at the wall in favor of anything else.

“Hey.” Uzi's voice cut through the silence.

“Mmm?”

“I didn't tell you because I didn't want you to worry, not because I didn't trust you.” She continued, lightly holding onto his shoulder.

“It's my job to worry.” He replied, turning to look into her eyelights, she smiled back sadly.

“It wasn't back then.”

“It was always my job to worry.” He cupped her cheek before kissing her sweetly again, making her eyes flutter closed. It only lasted a second, but like all their kisses, the warmth that it caused lingered.

There was a moments silence, before N spoke up again.

“I think your scars are just a beautiful as the rest of you.”

“Oh my robo-god, you're gonna make me blow a fuse! Stop!”

“Oh, but I mean it!”

“N! No more compliments!”

“Aww, okay my dear Uzi.”

“Or pet names! Keep your sap to yourself!”

They laughed together before, like all the times before, they fell asleep in each other's arms, Tera finally where she wanted to be all day, cuddled in between them.

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