#and if any of y’all come for his mustache choices I’ll fight you

[trenchcoatimpala]

Okay haha face reveal 🙃 (I’m holding the sign) because I couldn’t let this op go unposted here. So, seriously, if you see me around tomorrow. Say. Hi. @jcampky is the one squishing Jensen protectively 🥰 please don’t repost just reblog it’s not that hard

[iamvegorott]

Broken Hardware Chapter 2

Dinner And A Show

“Out of all of the engines Mark choices to create, it’s him.” Google growled under his breath as he sat at the table.

“I guess you could say I have a thing for men in ties.” Anti chuckled, leaning against Dark as he teased Micro.

“They are quite flattering, aren’t they?” Micro chuckled as well.

“They’re a great tool to use.” Anti wrapped his hand up in Dark’s tie.

“When we’re alone.” Dark corrected, allowing Anti to give him a kiss on the cheek.

“You’re no fun.” Anti pouted.

“Tell me that later tonight.” Dark said softly but was heard by everyone.

“You two hound-dogs can’t stay off of each other, now can you?” Wilford laughed. Bing just smiled and shifted in his seat, the jealousy oblivious to everyone.

“What can I say? I’m irresistible.” Anti released Dark’s tie and put his hands on his face. “Isn’t that right, Darky-baby?”

“I couldn’t get rid of you, even if I tried.” Dark chuckled.

“Could y’all not be sickeningly sweet for five minutes so I can eat?” Ed Edgar huffed, his mustache moving with his words.

“CJ, eat.” Bim lowered Cameraman Jim's camera and put a fork in his hand.

“So, do you know Google or Bing?” Yandere asked, tilting her head at the new ego.

“Sort of.” Micro answered.

“I created him.” Google stated, everyone’s attention going to him. “And he was defective.”

“Googs, don’t be so mean to him.” Bing said, no one was expecting Bing to speak up.

“I am not being mean. I am simply making a statement.” Google protested.

“Your statement is being a dick.” Bing huffed.

“Fight, fight, fight!” Anti chanted.

“They are not fighting.” Dark said as a warning to the search engines.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck!” Anti changed his chant and earned a sigh from the demon.

“I would like to excuse myself from the table.” Google threw down his napkin as he stood and walked out before anyone spoke.

“Someone’s pissy.” Anti muttered.

The rest of the dinner went by smoothly. Dark forbid anyone from asking Micro any more questions about his past, not wishing to deal with that anymore and saying that there was plenty of times to learn everything later. Eventually, everyone finished and cleaned up the mess, Bing took Google’s plate and rinsed it off, feeling guilty for making him leave dinner early. After he was done, he walked back to his room with Micro, saying goodnight to the newest search engine before closing his door. Bing spent some time scrolling through Tumblr before preparing himself to shut down for the night. He let out a hum when there was a knock on his door.

“Micro?” Bing said when he was greeted by the sight of the other android when he answered the door.

“Do you mind if I sleep here?” Micro asked, sheepishly rubbing his arm.

“Uh...sure, I mean, no problem.” Bing stepped to the side to let Micro in before shutting the door. “Is everything alright?”

“Yeah. It’s just weird to sleep alone, isn’t it?” Micro asked, going over to Bing’s bed and crawling in. “I’ve been surrounded by people ever since I was created, sleeping alone doesn’t sound right.”

“I thought the same thing when I first came in.” Bing said, going to his bed but not getting in just yet. “But the others told me you get used to it.”

“Are you?” Micro asked.

“No.” Bing admitted, joining Micro. “But you just do it.”

“How?”

“How what?”

“How do you sleep?” Bing smiled a little, realizing that this must be Micro’s first day with a body. He was just a string of consciousness before this.

“You just kind of shut off.” Bing answered.

“Shut off?” There was a hint of fear in Micro’s voice.

“You just tell your body that you want to rest and it’ll shut off and start charging.”

“What if you don’t wake back up?” Micro played with his fingers.

“You’ll wake when your fully charged and you can even set a little timmer in case you have to get up at a certain time.” Bing explained.

“Will you be here when I power back up?” Micro asked, taking Bing’s hand. Bing felt a soft spark again, was that something that happened between search engines? He never really touched Google so he had nothing to really compare it to.

“Y-Yeah.” Bing felt his face flush when Micro moved a little closer, his other hand moving to hold Bing’s wrist.

“Good.” Micro said and closed his eyes.

Bing just laid there and stared. What was this? What was this warm feeling in his chest? Why was Micro being so nice to him? How come he never felt like this around the others? He’s only known Micro for a day and he already liked him so much.

What was this?

x~x~x

“Fuck or cuddle?” Anti asked when he caught Bing and Micro leaving the same room.

“What?” Bing stiffened.

“Did you fuck or cuddle?” Anti explained. “You two slept in the same room and in the same bed, I’m assuming, so something happened.” Anti went over to Micro and nudged him with an elbow. “Tell me I wasn’t the only one who got some last night.”

“Anti, leave them alone.” Dark said with a sigh, coming down the hallway.

“I’m just asking an innocent question.” Anti sang, giving Bing a wink.

“When is anything innocent with you?” Dark asked with a light chuckle.

“Excuse you, I’m a sweet innocent little boy.” Anti giggled and skipped over to Dark, latching himself to his arm. “I would never be crude.”

“Your mouth was doing something crude last night.” Dark held Anti’s chin and tilted his head up, giving him a kiss. Bing let out a soft squeak and turned away while Micro just laughed softly.

“Someone’s easily flustered.” Mirco said in a whisper to Bing.

“What!? No!? I…” Bing’s face was bright red and he crossed his arm, tucking his chin into his chest.

“That’s a no on the fucking.” Anti said, tugging on Dark’s arm. “Nothing wrong with just cuddling.” He called as he and Dark walked away.

“Morning, Google.” Micro greeted Google when he came out of his room.

“I definitely wanted to see something that’s default and defective this morning.” Google scoffed and left the two.

“He’s not the kindest, is he?” Micro said as Bing rubbed his arms, a large frown on his face.

“He’s just not a morning person.” Bing said.

“Or an afternoon person. Or an evening person.” Micro huffed.

“You just met him on a bad day. He’s really cool once you get to know him.” Bing said. “You can’t know everything about a person in a day.”

“I already know that I like you.” Micro used his smile and Bing felt his chest warm up again.

“You-You can’t mean that.” Bing stuttered.

“Of course, I do. You’ve been nothing but kind to me and you barely know me. You let me sleep in your bed last night. You’re a caring person with a soft-heart.” Micro put a hand on Bing’s shoulder and Bing was too busy blushing from the compliments to realize that there was no spark that time.

“Thanks.” Bing rubbed his nose, trying to hide his red face.

“I’m glad that I found you first before the Manor.” Micro rubbed his thumb into Bing’s shoulder. Bing let out an awkward chuckle. “Maybe we could-”

“Bingy-Boy!” Wilford greeted loudly as he walked up to them. “What was that thing you wanted to show me yesterday?” Bing perked up at Wilford’s interest.

“Let me get my shoes and I’ll show you!” Bing bounced a little and ran back into his room.

“He’s an eccentric chap, isn’t he?” Wilford said to Micro.

“He is indeed.” Micro said back, a large, forced, smile on his face.