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WPNZ and Puzzles entered the restaurant, the showman almost hitting his head before remembering to duck. They sat at a table near the big windows, quickly choosing and placing their orders. Puzzles had ordered a simple smoothie as he didn't like eating in public due to his interesting way of eating, while WPNZ had ordered a big burger with a side of curly fries he had planned to pack home for his boyfriend to enjoy.
The two lovebirds had a little conversation while waiting for the food to arrive. This was their 5th date, they have been dating for 5 months now, they were very satisfied with their relationship. Soon, the food arrived. The workers there were very familiar with them, this restaurant was always their go to when Puzzles didn't feel like cooking. Of course WPNZ loved changes now and then, but both of them enjoyed the comfort that everyday things brought them.
They had talked for a moment before digging in. Puzzles looked at WPNZ with loving eyes, playing with the smoothies straw, spinning it a little with his thumb and index finger. WPNZ devoured his burger hungrily, not only because he loved the burgers at this place, but also because he had just comeback from a long and late job, the people he had to kill were quite troublesome. Puzzles was now a writer and his own illustrator, he also put out his own indie shows that people absolutely loved. Puzzles had found his happy place while having a job that paid well and he was comfortable with. The gunman and the showman both lived nice comfy lives, they weren't too poor or extremely luxurious, they had enough to live happily with a humble abode they can call home. Somewhere where they can grow old togeth-
WPNZ suddenly started coughing, pounding his chest. He had choked on his food by accident. Worry quickly filled Puzzles face, "WPNZ ARE YOU OKAY! DID YOU EAT TOO FAST?!" Puzzles exclaimed loudly, but not too loud as to not disturb the other customers. He sprung up from his seat and moved next to WPNZ, quickly patting his back. "I-IM Fine," WPNZ coughed out, he had managed to swallow the food right. "Phew luckily it wasn't serious, i can't do the Heimlich maneuver on you! You're metal." Puzzles sighed in relief. "They should really make a manual that shows what to do when robots or cyborgs are choking." he added, then he noticed that WPNZ was covering his mouth, almost trying to hide a laugh. "Hey what's so funny," Puzzles questioned, seeing his boyfriend laughing in secret brought a smile to his face. "No no no," the gunman snickered, "i just had a revolutionary realization!" he had calmed his nerves to stop laughing and turned to look at Puzzle's digital eyes while smiling brightly. "We are immortal!" the assassin grabbed onto Puzzles shoulders.
"We can't age! My metal might wear out or rust; but nothing a few repairs can't fix." he said in so much happiness and anticipation. Puzzles looked at WPNZ with an eyebrow raised, although after a few seconds of thinking, it seems that the realization also hit Puzzles. Then Puzzle's screen displayed a slight frown. WPNZ noticed this, "What's wrong? Ain't this great news?" he asked worriedly. "Yes, you could say that; but all the shows always frames being immortal as bad, terrible and suffocating." Puzzles replied, a little sad, he wasn't sure how to feel. "That's because they were always alone boxhead, we have each other don't we? You have me." the gunman reassured, "Unless in the future yer gonna get sick of ma shit" he teased, bringing back Puzzles smile. "Heh never." Puzzles chuckled in delight, using his hand to angle WPNZ towards his face as he leaned in for light kiss. They laughed.
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Puzzles ran, he ran with all the strength he could. Crossing the barren land with all he could. World War 3 was expected, but it wasn't expected that WPNZ had to be drafted. Puzzles refused, he didn't want WPNZ to go, suggested running away together. However, WPNZ turned down this suggestion, as this suggestion meant running away from the comfortable life they had built, he had built for Puzzles to be happy for once in his life. Digital tears flowed down Puzzles screen, the scene was horrifying. Piles upon pies of bodies laid everywhere on the once lively battlefield, the metallic coppery stench of blood as well as ashes polluted the air, stinging Puzzles smell sensers. He stumbled across the many bodies and used weapons, almost tripping countless times.
Earlier this day, he had received a message from WPNZ system, saying he was in severe damage and needed help immediately. Now he was here, in a battlefield he wasn't built for. Suddenly, one wrong step. BANG. A gunshot rung out, scaring Puzzles and making him lose his footing. He had accidently triggered a gun that was in front of him, causing him to trip, slamming his TV head on the hard rocky ground, shattering his CRT screen. The fluids started flowing out of his face, his tears now actually able to drip on to the blood stained ground. No, he couldn't stop now, he wouldn't let himself stop now. Puzzles quickly got to his feet, even with his sound sensers ringing by the gunshot. His usual clean clothes now full of dirt and blood of other soldiers. But he couldn't care less, the pain of his spinning head and sore legs could never cover the pain of losing his husband.
He continued running, soon he saw a familiar silhouette. As he got closer, he heard an even more familiar gruff voice. "B-boxhead? I-is that you?" WPNZ called out, his usual full of joy and teasing tone replaced by only pain and desperation. "WPNZ!" Puzzles cried out, quickly running towards his loved one.
WPNZ who always stood tall, now broken, his legs were severed terribly, one of his arms completely ripped of, blue blood like liquid flowed out of the open wound. Upon closer inspection and to Puzzles horror, WPNZ chest plates were ripped open, revealing his core with a terrible dent in it, along with scratches, dark blue liquid threatening to flow out.
"no" Puzzles dropped to his knees, "no, no, nO, NO, NO, NO!" he cried out, so loud it could have broke his internal speakers. "NO WHAT HAVE THEY DONE!!" Puzzles screamed in anger, one of his hand scratching and gouging into his TV head, his other gripping one of his antenna, with enough strength to snap it. "No beanpole don't do that, yer gonna hurt yerse-" WPNZ tried to stop Puzzles, only to be interrupted by him. "NO WHY DO YOU STILL WORRY ABOUT ME!? WHAT ABOUT YOU!!" Puzzles cried out even louder, louder than WPNZ thought he could scream. More of his screen liquids start to flow out, even more flowing out of the now open wounds the showman caused. WPNZ tried to stop him but his wounds made him unable to, "STOP CARING ABOUT ME, WHAT HAVE I DONE TO DESERVE YOU!!!" his hands moved away from his head to pull WPNZ embrace.
"You deserve everything," WPNZ said solemnly, unable to return the hug due to his loss of arms. "I just wanted to see you one last time," WPNZ voice wavered, tears burning his eyes as they start to flow out. "NO THIS ISN'T THE LAST TIME YOU CAN'T SAY THAT!" the TV host shouted desperately, hugging his husband even tighter. "H-hey starlight, you remember 43 years ago, when we had our 5th date," the gunman tried his hardest to put out, choking on his own tears. "We realized we're immortal right, well can you keep living? Be happier than ever?" WPNZ tried to put on his usual brave face but ultimately failing as he started sobbing uncontrollably. "Even if you can't, you have to! For me-" he was quickly interrupted by Puzzles, "no w-what are you saying you can't die no no no no no no this wasn't how it was supposed to go," Puzzles hugged WPNZ harder, his mind was starting to spiral. "live? darling you are my will to live," He blurted out mid spiral. The weapon begin to close his eyes, enjoying the warmth of his husbands embrace one last time.