“Actualllllllly, no. And I know you don’t walk all the way here from HQ because you’d never make it on time so don’t try and lie to me with that shit again.”
Raj responded in the same bored monotone, “Oh nooo you’ve discovered my secret.”
“Come hither you robotic fool”
Raj clanked miserably across the floor. Vaska flicked open a panel on the back of Raj’s thorax and started to root around with their soldering iron while he moaned, “Vaskyaaaaaaa you knooowww you’re not aloud to fiddle with my circuits—”
“I know”
“They’re going to make you pay for a new one of me—”
“I know”
There was a brief pause, “like the time in the under-water stacks when you—”
“I REMEMBER, SHAT UP”
Porsche popped an eyebrow, “Whatcha doin Vasky?”
Vaskya didn’t turn around while replying to avoid showing Porsche they were blushing, “I need to talk with God again and Raj can emit a nice droning noise which helps me get in da zone for talkin with the big woman.”
Porsche popped a squat and started scratching her chin, “I seem to remember another activity you use to enjoy doing right before as well…”
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An insatiable silence befell them. Only broken by the natural whirls and buzzes Raj produced, and the new fizzles and sparks by Vaskya’s nefarious meddling.
Porsche grew a smirk, “I wonder if you still have that spot between your thigh and—”
“DONE,” Vaska stood up and walked over to the drum kit. Sitting in the throne of the drum kit, they took the chord soldered into the back of Raj and plugged the other end into one of their neck jacks.
A warm fuzzy feeling took over Vaskya’s body, rumbling every joint and bone with the low buzzing that Raj’s very existence provided.
“mmMMmmmMmmMmm,” Vaska’s voice bounced and vibrated like driving over a bumpy road, “t-th-tha-a-n-k-k y-yO-o-u R-r-a-Aj-j-j”
“oh just get on with it please, I don’t like being tethered to you fleshy things.”
“m-m-m-m-mm—h-h-h-h—h-hm-m-m-m-m,” Vaska looked bouncily over at Porsche, “c-c-c-a-a-a-n-n-n y-y-y-o-o-u-u-u c-c-c-o-o-me-e-e ‘e-e-er-r-re?”
Porsche rolled her eyes and sauntered over.
“waddyua nee—AGH!”
Vaska grabbed her face and held her right against their forehead. Porsche could feel the vibrations rocking Vaska’s body through her forehead and felt their shallow nose breaths on the edges of her lips.
“Vaska what are you—”
“j-j-j-j--just, just gimmmmmmmme a secoo-o-o-ond, c-k-c-c-can you help me out with this-s-s-s-s?”
Porsche paused for a moment,
A little longer than a moment,
And far too long
Holding eye contact then examining every feature of Vaska’s face, before return to Vaska’s eyes to say,
“I would help you with anything.”
If either of them hadn’t been so close to the other, they’d have been able to see the other blushing.