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"You're getting on my nerves...Beat it."
"I canât argue with that..It really does suit you." Eighteen chuckled as she walked with him, pushing back a stray strand of her now partially blood stained locks. "I need to wash this filth off of me..So definitely home first.." She sighed, knowing she must look bad.
"Well, since you did defeat me, you get first dibs in the shower. I insist." He started to hover from the ground. "Ever considered dying your hair red? Looks good on ya. You donât see a lot of red heads anymore.. Not since.." Seventeen paused, frowning at the memory. "..I sort of miss the big guy, Eighteen. Him and his stupid birds.." He turns to face her. "I know this seems weird but.. Wanna make something for him after when we get freshened up? He did help us after all and he was sort of family."
"We should do something for him.." Eighteen agreed as she hovered beside him, her icy blue hues glazing slightly with thought. "I miss him too..He was a really good friend." She agreed, a hint of sadness in her tone. She owed a lot to Sixteen. He had helped her out a great deal in the past.
"Iâm giving you to the count of five to move before you get hit.."
Why? Itâs very comfortable here!
"Because this 'comfortable' place is between my breasts...I don't recall saying you could nestle yourself there, Ace." Eighteen retorted, mentally beginning to count
"I'm giving you to the count of five to move before you get hit.."
"And you idiots ruined my favorite outfit!" She hissed, lunging forward after dropping her cone as well. She slammed a few to the ground, mercilessly stomping ones head in. No one messed with her clothes, most certainly not annoying humans.
"God these guys piss me off!"
After causing a swat massacre, he turns to his sister and stomps on one of their heads. âI think I need new clothes as well. Their disgusting blood stained my shoes. You know what? Iâm not in the mood for ice cream anymore.â He slipped his hands into his pockets and started walking off with Eighteen. âSo how about we wash off, find a clothes store and get us some new digs. Iâm thinking.. hmm.. A black shirt, blue jeans, and a snazzy orange handkerchief. That seems to be my style.â
"I can't argue with that..It really does suit you." Eighteen chuckled as she walked with him, pushing back a stray strand of her now partially blood stained locks. "I need to wash this filth off of me..So definitely home first.." She sighed, knowing she must look bad.
The blonde cyborg had been about to growl a retort as the ice cream was on her nose, wiping it off as she heard the swat team surrounding them. Immediately a slight smirk graced her features.
"Looks like we do, bro..How about we show them what we do to unexpected guests?" She cooed, glancing at him. Truth be told despite how annoyed she got with her brother he was still special to her and she would be lost without him.
He sighed heavily. â..I want to enjoy my ice cream..â Dropping the cone onto the ground, he lifted his hand up and pointed his finger. Energy swirled around it as a beam of light blasted out of it at the swat team. The men started to scream as they began shooting at them in all angles. Seventeen did not look amused by this. The bullets were bouncing off of his and Eighteenâs bodies, only to feel like they were shooting blanks at them.
"You assholes owe me a new cone!" He yelled out, rushing over and slamming his fists at them. Some were brutally kicked into the buildings and others had their skulls crushed by his own hands. Seventeen was pissed.
"And you idiots ruined my favorite outfit!" She hissed, lunging forward after dropping her cone as well. She slammed a few to the ground, mercilessly stomping ones head in. No one messed with her clothes, most certainly not annoying humans. "God these guys piss me off!"
"Maybe, weâll just have to keep an eye out for one." She said gently, the notion of it making a smile grace her features. "You probably want to wear some kind of trucker-hat too."
He muffled a little laugh. âHey man, donât diss the trucker look. I would look awesome in a trucker hat.â Seventeen floated over the road, watching the cars drive by. âEenie.. Meenie.. Miney..â When he spots a semi coming by, he grinned widely. âMoe!â He rushed over to the vehicle, only to cause panic to the driver when he saw the Android. The trucker tried to stop but with all the swirling around, the truck was on its side and managed to explode in front of him.
Seventeen stopped and pouted. âOh my god! Am I not destined to get a Semi?! Ugh. Bastards. Stop dying!â
Eighteen chuckled and blew up one of the nearby cars to make a roadblock incase another Semi would try to get by, her expression amused. "Just keep looking. I'm sure we'll find another one. Pouting won't fix it."
"......"
"Long time, no see.."
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"Alright, letâs just steal some good ones this time. The other cars we got broke after a few hours of us driving."
He let out a happy little gasp. âYay. Can we get a truck? I would love to run people over with a Semi. Oh I do hope we get a Semi this time!â
"Maybe, we'll just have to keep an eye out for one." She said gently, the notion of it making a smile grace her features. "You probably want to wear some kind of trucker-hat too."
Eighteen looked to her brother with narrowed eyes at the snickering before she focused her icy blue optics upon the cashier.
"Iâll take strawberry cone." She said simply, watching the old man scamper about in an attempt to get them done as quickly as possible. Once he was done he handed the twins their cones, making sure he had put an ample amount of sprinkles on Eighteens. "âŠThanks."
"Aw, look at you. Like a little princess." He teased, taking a lick of his ice cream. "All we need now is a little crown and youâd fit the title." He bapped her nose with his ice cream, getting the mint on her. Seventeen was always at his happiest whenever he was around Eighteen. He wouldnât admit it, but if something were to happen to Eighteen, he would be devastated. Exiting the parlor, he noticed that the swat team were coming in close to them.
The Androids were quickly surrounded by them, all screaming at them. Seventeen frowned at this and takes a lick from his ice cream. âSup?â He casually spoke out to them. âWe got company, sis.â
The blonde cyborg had been about to growl a retort as the ice cream was on her nose, wiping it off as she heard the swat team surrounding them. Immediately a slight smirk graced her features. "Looks like we do, bro..How about we show them what we do to unexpected guests?" She cooed, glancing at him. Truth be told despite how annoyed she got with her brother he was still special to her and she would be lost without him.
"There really needs to be something to do around here.."
"Youâre not the only one whoâs bored right nowâŠ"
"I suppose not..Why don't we go find something to do then?" She suggested, glancing at him.
How did you reacted when your daughter, Marron, walked by herself for the first time?
"When Marron walked for the first time I couldnât begin to express my joy. Krillin and I smiled like idiots, cheering her on as she walked to us. I donât think anyone in the house could resist smiling that day. And Marron was so proud of herself."
"There really needs to be something to do around here.."
"Letâs go steal cars again!"
"Alright, let's just steal some good ones this time. The other cars we got broke after a few hours of us driving."
"I didnât cheat. I won fair and square and you know it. You have more strength and I have more speed. Donât get your circuits all twisted over a silly race." Eighteen sighed, pushing back a stray strand of hair before moving to the door. "Come on, letâs get our ice-cream."
He stuck his tongue out at her while walking behind her into the parlor. Inside, people were already crouching underneath the tables, scared that the Androids would hurt them in any sense. When they approached the cashier, Seventeen leaned in closer and grinned. âHey.â He spoke out to the scared man. âLarge mint chocolate cone for me and whatever my sister wants. âKay? Since sheâs the winner and whatever, put sprinkles on hers. Princess here gotta have the prettiest cone, ya know.â He started to snicker.
Eighteen looked to her brother with narrowed eyes at the snickering before she focused her icy blue optics upon the cashier. "I'll take strawberry cone." She said simply, watching the old man scamper about in an attempt to get them done as quickly as possible. Once he was done he handed the twins their cones, making sure he had put an ample amount of sprinkles on Eighteens. "...Thanks."
"There really needs to be something to do around here.."