ᴋʀᴡʟɴɢ ɪɴ ᴍʏ sᴋɪɴ--ᴛʜᴇsᴇ ᴡᴏᴜɴᴅs ᴛʜᴇʏ ᴡɪʟʟ ɴᴏᴛ ʜᴇᴀʟ

[CrimsonMoon]

" Yup," he sniffs in the darkness and shrugs, trembling slightly despite the warmth of the room

[Light]

A low humming sound comes from the mech, the motors slowly keeping the rhythm, 'So-rr-Y'

[CrimsonMoon]

" S'ok, little bro," he smiles and pats the visor," Do you remember any stories?"

[Light]

'M-is-ss has t-ol-D me a F-eWW' the mech answers, 'wh-ILE I w-as STI-ll a COM-pu-TER'

[CrimsonMoon]

" Wanna share?" He asks, humming softly

[Light]

The beeping dies down, the mech switching to the radio. It crackles and sounds the TV fuzz before smoothing out, the voice mimicking a much plainer, bland voice compared to Crimsons, "Once upon a time, there was a room, a picture, and a child. The child had colored the picture using crayons and markers, and said that one day, their hero would be like this... The child grew up, and soon the room had a computer. The computer was soon turned into a metal head, and grew bigger and bigger with the child, until the two left the room."

[CrimsonMoon]

He listens and whispers,"... You were that computer..?"

[Light]

'Y-ES' the mech answers, the radio switching off as it switches back to the beeping. 'it wA-SS a NI-C-e MOD-el'

[CrimsonMoon]

" Hm-" he smiels and closes his eyes

[Light]

The mech continues its hum from before, the visors light turning off, 'G-oO-d N-igh-T'

[CrimsonMoon]

" Good night," he whispers, dozing off

[Light]

TIME.SKIP

The mech beeps in the morning, the hangars front doors sliding open loudly as soldiers began their daily routines once again. The air that flowed inside was chilly, as if it had rained during the night at one point.

[CrimsonMoon]

Crimson smiles and yawns, stretching his aching back

[Light]

The smell of coffee permeated the air, and the mech beeps excitedly as the carrier drops off a large box in front of its feet. Lucy signs off on something, and the car rolls away down the aisle. She shuffles two styrofoam cups of the warm liquid before setting one down on the cart. "Good morning Baby, no one poked you while I was away, did they?" the mech beeps again, the chirpy noise like a birds.

[CrimsonMoon]

" I made sure no one bother him," Crimson nods dutifully, shivering slightly as he sat up

[Light]

"Your still here?" she yelps, snatching a tag off of the crate. "Well sure they won't, but you can never be too careful. People here aren't exactly what you would call stable,"

[CrimsonMoon]

He snickers and hugs the mech's visor," You're my favorite mecha mechanic!@

[Light]

The speakers crackle, and out comes an audiences laughter and clapping from a TV show. "Oh hush you! Both of you! Were you up all night teaching him weird stuff--again!?"

[CrimsonMoon]

" Telling stories but I guess he coulda gotten weird things from them, huh Rook?" He teases

[Light]

The mech beeps an agreement of some kind, and the brunette huffs, "At least you didn't take him for a joy ride..." she grabs the side of the box and pulls, letting the heavy side fall to the ground.