#MMC;; Fighty Doggo
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Dahlia was heated deep within Bass’s circuits, her pulsing energy stronger than the normal passive. But it was not as gentle as when she was boosting it. It was a deep set warning. “You have not handled basic cleaning mandates for three years. Your codes are clean, internals handled, but the basics of external i can not handle. If you do not bathe your self and Treble, then it shall fall onto me to do it for you. One way or another.”
#MMC;; Fighty Boy#MMC;; Fighty Doggo#???;; Dahlia Muse#goodoldstrength#(( THE AI IS NOT LONGER NICE. ))
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It honestly took Bass a minute for Bass to notice. The sound is what snapped him out his thoughts. Treble was barking at the stumbling mess when bass suddenly got up to run at it.
"HEY!"
The stumbling robot, that looked like someone had just scavenged reploid parts, snapped their head around. Staring in Bass direction. It had blue eyes. Staring back in the other robots direction, while Bass was running at them.
It stumbled backwards in surprise a moment, then stopped in place. Head slowly tilting sideways. That barking canine robot was... Well, worrying. But this was Bass. An acquaintance.
The body stopped moving and fell to the ground with a clunk. And out of the body? Came the ghostly form of Dahlia. Waving one hand in the air.
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Treble goes around the lab giving everyone a tank, snacks and Shaska got a box of breakfast food and a snoot boop on her cheek before he runs out the lab
This was an unexpected turn of events, many of the Robot Masters a little surprised that Treble of all things had given them E-Tank's. Cut Man was probably the happiest to get these snacks and energy cans. Laughing at this and giving the wolf robot companion a pat on the head before he had gone running off.
But Shaska had gotten a full box of breakfast. Blinking in surprise as it was placed on her work table in the lab she had been spending most of the day in. She gave a laugh at the gentle cheek nudge and boop from Treble's softened features. He seemed happy to have been given more softer wolf qualities under all that armor, best of both worlds. "Hey wait a sec! Treble!" She bolted up out of her chair to run after him. Catching in the hallway, she knelt down and hugged Treble tightly. "Thank you very much. Good boy."
A gentle kiss was put on the canine's head. "Tell Bass I said hi to." One final pat, and she let go of the wily robot. Turning to go enjoy the breakfast and her work. What a good boy.
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"His memory got erased by the greyfaces." Treble sent that message to cutman along with. "He said he knew he was going to do something dumb without his memory."
"What?!"
Oh this was bad, very bad. If Bass was back in defensive fight mode, and running around without someting aware, He was once again entirely in fight or flight. Someone could get hurt! Himself included!
Cut Ran out of his room, immediately going through the Network everyone had. "Come on, Treble, let's find him! I've sent a ping too Shadow Man! If you have a lock on where he is, lead me!"
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Treble comes running to greet snake man!
Snaker Man couldn't help but smile, having long since accepted maybe there were some he wouldn't ever see again. But when Treble came running up, the Robot Master gladly kneeled down too the wolfs level, patting him on the head.
"You're a sight for old optics." He commented, and then, perked an eyebrow. Head tilting a bit. He pet across Treble some more, finding some differences. "Well someone got upgraded, and with a new softer exterior, but hardened interior defense."
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"... HA! That almost sounded like a threat shaska!" Bass returned that pat on the shoulder before picking up the still napping treble and heading out in a rush "Like I said I'll take you up on that offer one day!"
"Consider it a threat, Bass! I'll wrestle you down one day!" Shaska called after him, and gave a bright laugh. There he went with his snoozing wolf. Running away. She shook her head, and went off to finish some final tweaks on her new upgrades and codes... Time was almost up...
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Bass was quiet the whole time Shaska was talking. "..... Kinda makes me feel useless if I try talking about my feelings when I don't understand them myself." Treble might have fell asleep
"Hey. You're not useless, and never have been, okay?" Shaska reassured, now slowly standing up from Treble to let the guy enjoy his puppy nap. Instead moving closer towards Bass- and wow. She was completely silent in movement, despite being heavier as a Robot, and her armor. "Talking about that sort of thing can still help, you know. And help you place it." She paused, sipping at the E-Tank. Debating her follow up.
"I'll make you an offer, okay? Talk with me about things, if you don't want to make your brothers worry anyn more than they already are. But I promise you, that they are. As a third party, there can be an offer of an outside perspective. Sort of, at least. Hell, it might help you understand your self more."
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"I know I sound like a coward for saying that and all but I'm fine." He said before starting to open the etank. "I don't know why everyone keep asking if I'm ok. Y'all just worry too much about this old metal heap for nothing. I still don't know if he really ate any sandwiches but he is a sneak." Now the etank was being offered to shaska. Treble is in heaven.
She gave a deep sigh, looking up towards Bass with a serious, yet gentle expression. Trying to read him as best as she could. The Robot Master had gotten better at things over the years, especially with hiding his expressions. "Bass, we ask because we care."
"You're our friend, and everyones family here. You are not an old metal heap, so stop thinking that way. You are Bass, and you're important." Her voice was sincerely, and almost desperate-
Then came the E-Tank. Making Shaska pause and stare at it in confusion. Huh, she'd... Never actually drank one of these, just converted them into charge pens for her suit. So, gingerly, one hand lfited to take the offering. Gave it a look. And then began to drink- much too her surprise it wasn't flavorless or terrible. "Huh... Not bad." But lacked any defining better undertones. It was simple. She'd need to amke things more creative.
That other hand continued to scratch at Treble without slowing down. "Thanks Bass."
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Bass chuckled as he summoned a e tank out of his subspace. "He never bite you on the ass did he?" Treble was now doing the song of his people while rolling over. "And we know I would just give up in a fight with ya"
Now that got Shaska to release a full on laugh, amused by this comment he had made. She was damn well aware of what has happened in the past with Bass. "Hah, no, he hasn't! And I am thankful for that. He has stolen my sandwiches before though." Shaska smirked down at Treble, indicating she had figured that little tidbit out.
But then, she completely knelt down too the floor, and began to rub Treble's belly like the good boy he is. Spoiling him with attention. "Give up? Now I'm flattered. I feel like the moment we ever ended up facing one another, we'd just drop our weapons and walk away." But the very idea of Bass even giving up at all? That... That really was a compliment. Maybe a show of respect, or genuine care, from the usually fighty robot. "You sure you're feeling okay?"
#goodoldstrength#MMC;; Fighty Boy#MMC;; Fighty Doggo#MMX ;; Shaska Future#(( bass acting like a big brother wtf. ))#(( this is adorable. ))
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"They might be processing things but do you gotta care or listen or remember to what info it's giving? I ignored half the stuff most of the time. Only in a fight I really use it." Bass said looking at Treble. "I think he likes you more than me. Traitor." Treble going full puppy mode with Shaska and play biting the hanfd.
"Fair, fair."
... Well if he ignored half of it, that explained a lot. How he could focus so hard and hyper aggressive back in the day, when pushed. Bass knew who he was always, back then, as now. And hasn't really changed all that much, other than learning now. No matter how much he might be missing, it's still him. "Well it's a good thing I'm not in a fight then... Actually, I think that could potentially be really bad."
"Really doesn't help people keep wanting you and I to throw down."
shaska then returned full focus onto Treble, sending little joyful hums and musical sounds over the network for the Wolf. Atlantis did have its musical ways, so too did its technology. Her hand being playfully bit wiggled a little, while the other rubbing Treble's snout. "Pfft, nah. He's always been yours. But he can like multiple people."
She pulled her hand free of the wolf mouth now, and then proceeded to scrach all along Treble's back where she had put softer synth skin, as Treble has asked for before. More sensation!
#goodoldstrength#MMC;; Fighty Boy#MMC;; Fighty Doggo#MMX ;; Shaska Future#(( WHOSE A GOOD BOY WHOSE A GOOD BOY ))
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Bass and treble shook their heads. "That's not Shaska talk. Sounds like you got a recording coming out of ya when you talk. " Bass said while treble gave her a few sniffs
That had her flinch and huff up a moment. Not Shaska talk?! He just wasn't in her work lab often! Well, not even specifically rebuilding things from the inside out, he was there for repairs- shit, was she really this different. "Hey! That is too my talk, too a degree! And I am me, why you sniffing, Treble." She sighed and slumped both shoulders with a groan. "I'm just not used to being a wild mix of Atlantian, Wily, and Light, robotics. It's kind of a mess."
"... What do you mean it sounds like a recording?" Finally she asked.
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"If it doesn't hurt Bass if i use it, yes." Treble had his ears back. "And I am sorry."
"It won't, I assure you. It'll be a point directed EMP, you can choose where to hit with your claws, or your snout. Like a controlled shot of other types." Shaska was speaking in a very serious and matter of fact tone. She was no longer calm, or even passive. But full of a calm rage that had stopped even showing in the outward manner. "You have nothing to apologize for. Welcome back too the Network." And thank god for her helmet.
Shaska reached down, and grabbed around Treble, lifting the whole wolf bot up with ease. Gently shifting him around with the broken leg in her hand. "Let's get you back in top condition and back with your partner." With that, she lifted into the air and took off.
#goodoldstrength#MMC;; Fighty Doggo#MMX ;; Shaska Future#(( ANGRY FRIEND ))#(( MUST RETURN DOGGO TOO HIS BOY ))
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He could finally connect back to the network with it off him. Soon Shaska got a message from Treble. "4 weeks ago. Did not want to risk getting close until it was off."
A MONTH?! 4 WEEKS?! Shaska narrowed her eyes, and clutched the tiny device in her hand, knowing it's already broken, but still crushed it in her grip. This had become personal now, and left her furious, but in an eerie calm state. "I see... That explains why you and Bass have been further apart."
"Meet me back home in the labs, I'll fix you up and get you a better leg. And enhance your personal security to avoid further problems with this. Would you prefer an internal EMP director?"
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The good boy went over to nips at a part of his torn off leg with a very tiny but smashed device
Shaska turns the leg with curiosity, and immediately squints. Slowly, she grabs up the device, plucking it off the leg. This was NOT her design, nor anyone she knew. The helmet lenses flickering over as she began scanning it. And immediately felt rage boil in her veins.
"... I see... Can you communicate how long this was on you, Treble?" It was a sort of tracking device.
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The sound of somethint being thrown at Shaska's feet with a loud metal thud. It was Treble's left back leg that was thrown. It was Treble who threw it.
Shaska, in full armor looked so god damn confused. Helmet looked down, then back up, then down again. He'd just thrown his own leg- what the hell?!
The woman flailed her arms in the air in confusion, only managing to make glitched sounds of exasperated surprise. DID TREBLE JUST RIP HIS OWN LEG OFF?!?! He could have ASKED FOR A REPAIR!!!
A sigh escaped her, and Shaska knelt down, grabbing the leg off the ground and wiping dust off it. Looking the limb over. How badly was it damaged...
#goodoldstrength#MMC;; Fighty Doggo#MMX ;; Shaska Future#(( she is just accepting it at this point ))
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Treble trots in with a can of ice coffee and two bags of coffee for Shaska
Shaska gives a deep sigh of relief. Gladly taking the ice coffee, and then the bags.
“Thank you, Treble. Good boy!” She then gives the robot wolf a soft pat on the head. Followed by putting an E-Tank on the floor for him to drink and eat.
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