>>149386622I NEED. That Spamdrone.
I donโt mean want. I mean NEED.
I NEED to pick Spamdrone up by the underarms (this is fun for him) and carry him home while he clings to me like a koala, finally giving him a home after I rescued him from the trash.
I NEED to listen to Spamdrone ramble incomprehensibly and try to make deals with me all the way there.
I NEED to perform a maintenance checkup on Spamdrone to make sure heโs okay and in good health.
I NEED to examine Spamdroneโs little puppet-robot body, checking for any injuries or signs of damage, assuring him that if heโs damaged or hurt Iโll help him fix it, not sure if heโs absorbing it because the way he talks is so weird and cryptic, but he at least sorta seems to understand.
I NEED to gently take Spamdroneโs glasses off and shine a light onto his visor, checking for cracks, then gently put his glasses back on him (he needs them to see good).
I NEED to point out *my* round glasses, relating over our shared bespectacled-ness, so he can feel like he has a buddy, only for him to try to advertise his own vision-related โproductsโ at me.
I NEED to put my hand on Spamdroneโs chest right over his heart, checking the pulse of his core, and the steadiness of his breathing.
I NEED to let Spamdrone use my shower to get fresh and clean, and give him some cozy clean pajamas while I wash his clothes.
I NEED to let Spamdrone rest on my couch (heโs not used to soft and squishy resting places!) while I get out some [whatever he can eat/drink] to make sure heโs fed before he goes to sleep, heโs not used to eating enough since he always had to fend for himself living in the trash.
I NEED to turn my couch into a nest of pillows and blankets for Spamdrone, while heโs still in disbelief at having a safe and comfy place to sleep.
I NEED to then later have to move said nest to my bedroom since he doesnโt feel safe being alone by the door at night.
At char limit now. Iโm gonna kill you, Fugue.