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"Okay, so everyone remembers the plan?"
"Yes!"
"Yeah!"
"Wait, we had a plan?"
It had been two weeks since the new laws had passed. Two weeks and nothing had happened. So the RK800s had decided to take matters into their own hands.
Since June 1st 2039, androids were legally allowed to choose last names. They could also take on their human family's or partner's last name and be legally registered as part of the family. It was nowhere near a real marriage or even civil partnership (or in the case of families, adoption), but it was a big step in the right direction.
Plus, it could finally make Lieutenant Hank Anderson and Connor RK800 #313 248 317 - 51 into Mr. & Mr. Anderson.
The thought alone made the knees of every RK800 in the room go weak (and have a certain RK900 plotting out new fanfiction ideas, based on some action movie from back in the early 2000s).
Unfortunately for everyone involved, Hank and Connor didn't go and change Connor's last name yet. And the RK800s slowly grew impatient.
So they had prepared the perfect romantic evening for Hank and Connor to convince them it was time for their relationship to be taken to the next level.
"Are you really sure we should do this?", Cody asked, sitting on the ground and petting Sumo. Hank and Connor were still at work even though it was sunday, while the rest of the gang had their day off. They all had gotten keys for the house weeks ago and used it as their base of operation for this mission. "Maybe they just aren't ready yet? After all it took them months to even confess..."
Carson sighed and rubbed the bridge of his nose in annoyance. "We've talked about this, Cody. If we don't interfere, they won't change anything. I love them both, but sometimes they're just stupid and it's our duty to help."
"Yes, but still... It feels wrong to set them up like this!"
"We won't be 'setting them up'", Clark interjected and put an arm around Cody's shoulders. "We'll just make them have a romantic date and maybe put some hints here or there. That's all. It wont force them to go and change anything if they don't want to!"
Christian sighed, his head on Caleb's lap on the couch. "I really hope they want though... They belong together. People should be able to see it. Even if it's just with the same last name and not with a ring..."
And it would still be years until that would be possible, considering how long it took for even gay marriage to be legalized. Even if the cause had some pretty famous people fighting for it, Kamski being one of them.
"Yes.... But let's get back to our plan!" Charles flipped his tablet around and showed it to his brothers. "We all have to work together to make this work!"
"...really guys, we HAVE a plan? Why did no one tell me?"
"Cameron...."
~*~
Mission Mr & Mr Anderson started at 6pm, right when Hank and Connor were due to leave the station.
Carter ducked behind a pillar of the parking lot, as he heard footsteps approaching. He really felt like a criminal right now, but they had to do something to make Hank and Connor go to the street and hail a taxi instead of driving home, because the surprise they had planned couldn't drive onto the DPD parking lot. And since Hank did not own a modern autonomous car, which could have been easily hacked, the had to do it the old-fashioned way.
Flat tires.
"Motherfuckers-! What's this?!", he could hear Hank's enraged voice.
Carter pressed himself against the cold stone even more even though he already was hidden all the way. Making Hank angry was not the perfect start for the romantic evening, but they hoped his mood would get better soon thanks to what they had prepared.
His LED spun yellow as he contacted his brother waiting on the street. 'Step one done. Connor's telling Hank to leave the car for today and get a taxi, just as predicted.' They had been at work for too long for them to want to stay and change a tire. 'I can hear their steps leaving. I think they're going to the main street.'
'Copy that', he heard Clark's voice on the other end. 'Wait there, Caleb will come and help you fix that tire again. I'll go get our lovebirds.'
~*~
"Do you need a ride?"
Hank and Connor both looked rather surprised as Clark pulled up in a shiny white limousine, though the surprise quickly morphed into something more sceptical.
"What are you guys up to?", Hank asked with furrowed brows. Of course the detective would know there was something fishy about this when one of the RK800s pulled up in a fucking limousine right after he'd discovered his own car with a flat tire.
Clark did his best to look innocent, but not even Cody could have pulled that look off in this situation. Fortunately, they had come up with an explanation for their surprise date for Hank and Connor, even if it wasn't the real one behind all of this.
"To be honest, we just thought you two deserve a date night after working so hard in the past weeks. So... surprise!", Clark said with a shrug and opened the door for them. He was actually dressed like a fancy chauffeur, suit and everything, even though the limousine was self-driving. "Please take a seat. We have arranged a nice evening for you two!"
Hank was still sceptical. He knew the RK800s good enough to know there was some ulterior motive behind all of this. But Connor looked so excited at the prospect of going on a date with Hank, the human couldn't say no.
"Okay... Whatever. I won't risk having all of you pouting at me all night, so get in there Connor. Let's see what your brothers have planned for us." Hank sighed and got into the car after a very excited Connor.
Clark smiled from his driver's seat, LED spinning yellow while he contacted his brothers, which made Hank look at him in the back mirror with a warning glare. Which was only rewarded with a blown kiss.
Fucking RK800s.