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“Hurry up, you slowpoke!”
The sound of feet scuffling across the black ceramic floor filled the air. Two boys, hand in hand, were scampering towards a workbench that had piles of cloth draped on top of it. Beneath the cloth sat a peculiar lump that was completely concealed beneath the cloth; though it wasn’t very big, truthfully.
This intrigued Medkit even more.
“Well, quit tugging! I’m coming, I’m coming.” Medkit would scoff behind Subspace, who was practically yanking the sleeve of Medkit’s lab coat.
Subspace, who had a huge toothy grin plastered onto his face, stopped in front of the workbench. Turning on his heels, he faced Medkit, his eyes nearly sparkling.
Nevermind the intrigue. This only worried Medkit more.
A giggle then escaped Subspace’s lips. God, he sounded like a little schoolgirl.
“Close ‘yer eyes, Meddy.”
Medkit blinked.
“..Huh?”
“Do I have to repeat myself? Close them!”
Medkit furrowed his eyebrows in response.
“I’m not–”
“Just close them, damn it!!” Subspace whined out, stamping his foot onto the ground like a child having a temper tantrum.
Medkit pursed his lips as his gaze lingered on Subspace for a moment before he sighed, slowly fluttering his eyes closed. Having his eyes closed and completely vulnerable for this maniac knowing what tricks he had up his sleeves?
Yeah. Not the biggest fan of that.
Medkit could hear shuffling, a gust of wind blowing past his face and sprawling his bangs messily around his forehead. As much as he wanted to see what this little shit was plotting, he kept his eyes closed, eyelids twitching.
The sound of Subspace’s giggles rang through his ears.
…This can’t be good.
“Teehee…Alright, Meddy! Open ‘em!!”
Medkit tensed up, visibly hesitating before he slowly peeled his eyelids open. He squinted towards Subspace’s direction before his eyes landed on a particular creature Subspace was holding in his hands.
..A tiny Biograft?
Medkit blinked, almost in shock.
Subspace’s hands were tucked beneath the arms of the little Biograft, the mechanical body dangling limp in the air. Subspace had a massive grin stuck to his face, almost as if he were proud of this little thing.
“..Oh, um–”
“Isn’t it great?! I mean, it’s only a prototype obviously , but just think of the shit this thing could stir up!!” Subspace beamed, giggling between words.
The sound of mechanical fans whirring could be heard from the puny Biograft, gears shifting inside of the metal interior.
“..Why’s it so small?”
Medkit could only utter out, his gaze fixated on the tiny robot. To which, Subspace scoffed in reply.
“Can’t be too greedy with parts, nowadays. Anyways, isn’t it cuuuteeee?!” Subspace practically shoved the tiny robot into his face, steam escaping from its metal joints. Medkit leaned back, feeling the hot air hit his face and causing him to scrunch up his nose.
“Mmn, yeah.” Medkit sarcastically responded, watching Subspace bounce on his heels.
“Take it, take it!!”
“ What? No, I–” Medkit was quickly cut off by Subspace pushing the little Biograft into his arms, which instinctively caused him to cradle the tiny thing.
Medkit stiffened up, his lips pursed as he stared down at the miniscule Biograft with worry laced in his eyes.
Almost on cue, the tiny Biograft slowly lifted up one of its mechanical arms, steam pushing itself out from between the joints. The other arm was tucked against its cold chest, claws bunched together.
It started to absentmindedly grab through the air, almost as if it were reaching for Medkit.
Medkit just stared.
“Awww, see? It likes you!!” Subspace would cheer, clasping his hands together with a loud clap.
Medkit still felt uneasy.
“..This feels weird.”
“What? Don’t love our kid?”
This caused Medkit’s cheeks to flush.
“..It is not .” He’d hiss between his teeth, although his blush told another story.
With its hand still waving in the air, the tiny Biograft suddenly grabbed a hold of a chunk of Medkit’s hair. This caused Medkit to yelp, resulting in the Biograft to quickly reel its hand back and let go.
It seemed startled, white eyes flung wide open.
Medkit immediately felt guilt shoot through his heart.
..No. This thing CAN’T be getting under Medkit’s skin.
With a hesitant finger, Medkit slowly took one arm out from beneath the Biograft, pointing a finger towards its chest and gently rubbing his fingertip against the cool metal.
This caused the small Biograft to let out a loud whirr, almost like it was cheering. Its eyes closed, eyelids slanted upwards into a happy expression.
..Medkit smiled.
Subspace grinned, placing his hands proudly on his hips.
“See? You like it!” Subspace giggled, teasing Medkit.
Medkit paused, simply keeping his gaze on the tiny robotic child.
“..Yeah,”
“I guess I do.”
The fans inside of the Biograft began to whirr faster, more steam exiting from its joints. The square mouth began to open, breaths of steam coming from the corners.
[ MOTHER. ]
Medkit froze, his eyes blank.
“..Scrap it.”
“ Huuuhhhh!?”
“I said scrap it. ”