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Uzi stared at the wall. She wondered why the fuck everything that had been going on recently even went on. Why did she, her partners, her family, her friends- any of them, deserve this?
She turned over on the bed she was laying on. She crawled over to the very edge and stared under it. At the box.
They had promised herself they’d leave this habit alone. This horrible, horrible habit. She had made the promise when she was 17- or was it 18? Nevermind-
She reached for the box, opened it, and rummaged through all the fairly sharp tools for the exacto knife.
It was dull. Dull from all of the years and uses on metal. But it still worked well, just not as well as when she first used it.
They took it out of the box fully, put the box back on the ground- though not fully under the bed, just sitting there next to it.
She put the knife next to herself on the bed and laid down for another minute, then sighed and grabbed the knife.
She raised it, and stabbed it into herself. FUCK- Uzi hadn’t done this in a while. They didn’t regret it though. She was too out of it to realize that there would most definitely be a better way to release all these emotions.
5-10 minutes passed. She didn’t stop. They only stopped when they heard her partners voices and their pawsteps coming closer to her (NOT ZOOPHILIA, THE DISASSEMBLY DRONES HAVE THESE LITTLE PAW INDENTS ON THEIR FEET IN MY STYLE + MORE ANIMAL LIKE THAN HUMAN LIKE LEGS IN MY STYLE).
She started panicking, got off the bed along with the exacto, and hid under it, taking all the evidence that she had even been doing it with them.
Her partners stepped into the room. “Uzi? You in here?” N and Cyn looked at each other, confused. “I thought she said she was in here?”
They spent a few more minutes searching around their bedroom until they heard a soft, almost unnoticeable sobbing coming from under the bed.
N went over to the bed and crouched next to it. Only then did he notice the small pool of oil coming from under it. “Hey Zi? You under there? Are you ok?” They asked, concerned.
Fuck- Uzi knew they had good hearing. She shouldn’t have made those noises. She tried to respond with something like “Bite me-“ or “Go away!” But they simply couldn't say anything.
“Uzi?” She started trying to plan her escape. They couldn’t find her like this. Please robo-god, don’t let them find her like this.
She was too overwhelmed by this whole situation that she hadn’t realized she was whimpering and sobbing, louder now, so that the Disassembly Drones could hear her clearly.
N reached his hand under the bed, trying to find Uzi. He ended up grabbing her hip, only to quickly discover it was covered in oil.
He started panicking slightly now, Cyn too, seeing the panicked look on their brothers visor. N started trying to pull Uzi out from under the bed, despite her resistance.
She finally stopped after a few 10 seconds, realizing she couldn’t stop the inevitable. When N got her out, him and Cyn gasped.
“Uzi- I-“ “Who-?” They then noticed the knife in her hand. “Oh my- Uzi..” She started tearing up, which evolved into ugly crying in mere seconds.
The two Disassembly Drones faces twisted into terribly guilty faces. “Zizi- no no no no.. oh my god I’m sorry.. please don’t..” Cyn tried to stop Uzi’s crying. She- and N- couldn’t bear to see their beloved partner in any sort of pain or sadness.
“Cyn. Go grab a towel.” N commanded. Cyn rushed off to somewhere else in the room while N tried to get the knife out of his wife’s smaller hand.
When Cyn came back with a towel, he had gotten the knife out of Uzi’s hand. She was still crying, just a bit quieter now.
She felt so fucking guilty. Her spouses were going to so much trouble to take care of her mess, and she was sitting there in N’s arms crying like a stupid fucking child.
She was so fucking insufferable.
She got snapped out of it when N set her down on their bed and left her with Cyn. “Hey. N’s grabbing some bandaids. Do you wanna talk about it?” Uzi shook her head. “Mkay.”
She sat down next to Uzi and reached for her hand, then stopped. “Do you mind?” Uzi shook her head again, and Cyn grabbed her hand.
Uzi squeezed Cyn’s tightly, and soon after N came back with the bandages. He put them on most of her wounds, only skipping the ones where she winced when he touched them.
When he was done, he sat on the other side of his wife. “Hey. What’s wrong?” Uzi, still a bit reluctant, looked down at her lap.
“It’s ok. You don’t have to talk right now.” He nudged himself closer to her and rested his head on top of hers. Cyn did the same. Uzi liked this affection. She trusted them. She knows she does. She needed to tell them.
She sighed and started to speak. “I-“ N opened his previously closed eyes. “Hmm?” She sighed again. “Look I am sososorryishouldveneverdonethatimsorrybutivebeensofuckingoverwhelmedlatelywithyourfamilyand-” “Uzi.” She looked back up at him.
“Do not blame yourself. We don’t blame you for what you did, don’t be sorry.” Cyn tapped her on the shoulder and when she looked back Cyn cupped her head. “You’re fine, sweetie. It’s ok.”
Uzi stared at Cyn for a second, then buried her face into their chest. She sat there for a few minutes, enjoying the comfort of her girlfriend hugging her front and her husband hugging her back.
She only opened her eyes again when N shifted slightly from behind her. She quickly got out of their gentle grasps and sat back in her normal position on the bed.
“So.. what do we do now..?” She asked, partially to herself, partially to her partners.
“Whatever you wanna do right now. I’m completely fine with anything.” Uzi hesitated with what she was going to say. “Can we like.. um.. neverminditsstupid-“ Uzi regretted not saying something like “oh let’s just lay down and go to sleep” or even anything else. “You can tell me. I don’t care what it is.” “Canwepleasepleasepleasecuddle?”
N chuckled, surprised she had even hesitated to ask that. Him and Cyn were basically robo-golden retrievers, Uzi knew that. “Of course!” Cyn answered for him. “We would never pass down a chance to cuddle with you, especially in this situation!”
Uzi smiled. God she was in love with these stupid freaks. They got down in bed together and N and Cyn started cuddling her and wrapping their arms and legs around her.
It didn’t matter if she wanted to stay awake to enjoy all of this. She was tired, no matter how much she fought it.
N looked down at Uzi a minute later. “She’s asleep.” He said to Cyn. She paused for a second. “I just- I don’t know why she puts herself down like that. She always tells us not to- don’t get me wrong, I am grateful for that- and then does it to herself!”
“She’s been like this for a while. I don’t think there’s really anything we can do except love her for who she is and openly show that love.”
Cyn nodded. “Good night, love you. (NOT ROMANTJC)” N smiled. “Love you too.” He pulled Cyn and Uzi closer to him and quickly fell asleep after.