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andreW2002 had been trying to practice for his speedrun, he wanted to master it. but one day during practice, it rained heavily. but due to andre's stubborn self (and programmed) to speedrun no matter what, he didnt stop.
and so, it affected him and his programming system.
Andre wouldnt stop twitching and malfunctioning, and Assimilation took notice of that. now assimulation had zero ideas on how to fix a robot and it tried asking for help..
but everyone regected to help Andre.
so then assimilation had to take matters into his own hand.
Andre was sitting in his base, twitching every 3 seconds and saying random bullshit. until andre saw a stretched red text appear in his glitchy eyes. andre couldn't read it properly since he's basically erratically tweaking the fuck out it but andre immediately recognized that it was assimilation.
” &ND#E „
what andre saw, which he assumed was assimilation calling his name,
< andreW2002 > : wh44aaa4AAt
andre's reply was almost stammered and incoherent.
assimilation spoke again, “ I C N FLX Y0U AN RL „ (I CAN FIX YOU ANDRE)
andre paused for a moment, trying to read again despite the deformed tinny sight he had, then curiously asked
< andreW2002 > : høWW00 ?? (how?)
” 1N MŌT SSUR3 H*W WILL F GU E OUT S0MEHUW @ND E. „ (IM NOT SURE , WILL FIGURE IT OUT SOMEHOW ANDRE.)
andre stared at assimilation.
he blinked.
assimilation blinke- well they doesn't need to blink i think its an entity??
< andreW2002 > : öKkAyYy. (okay.)
timeskip,,, im horrid at this gosh
assimilation had set andre ontop of a crafting table, they had its tools ready and prayed it doesnt mess up.
< andreW2002 > : aRRRRe yO sVr3 bBOUt tH/$ ? (are you sure about this?)
andre was a little hesitant about it, one little mistake could fuck him up badly thats for sure. but he decided to trust assimulation anyway.
...
assimilation stood awkwardly infront of the sitting flawed andre, unsure on how they should say "take off your clothes so i can work better" without it sounding weird.
< andreW2002 > : ???
then it finally clicked in andre's head. andre nodded slowly as in consenting for assimilation to do whatever.
D0 N T WORR Y @N RE... (dont worry andre...)
assimilation tried to reassure andre, though it definitely needed that reassurance more than andre did..
assimilation sighed a sigh of "here we go" and started to take andre's clothes off.
firstly, it started with andre's light grey-ish jacket. unwrapping it from andre's body slowly
then, andre's shirt.
assimilation tried its hardest and best to NOT fuck this up and slowly took off andre's black shirt.
assimilation looked at andre's metal plates, noticing it needed to unscrew 4 screws (thanks to that one person telling me what theyre called)
assimilation decided to just use its sharp claws to unscrew them.
carefully, it began to loosen the screws
one by one removed, now assim could open the metal plate.
assimilation looked at andre, making sure andre 100% consents to this...
< andreW2002 > : ..gOõNNń (go on) (heh see what i did there? goon instead of go on? heh👀)
after assimilation made sure, it detached the screws and opened andre's stomach.
assimilation saw colorful wires, it could compare them to a failed attempt at abstract art where they just throw colors and say "hell yeah im picasso". wires everywhere and they were more colorful than the gay flag itself.