Alright, how about a little Protective Yandere Cloak-Bot fic? Preferably post-the episode right after they made a point about robots having souls and then killed cloak bot thing
Alright Hallow! I finished it. I hope you will enjoy it. It took some time Because I didn't really know how to end it. I also hope you liked the idea. It also contains a bit of gore? But it's not a lot. Anyways word count should be 2611.
Protective Yandere Cloak-Bot x reader
You had just gotten out of work, you were going to the car parking station so that you could drive home. While on your walk something catches your eyes. There was something shining in the closed dark alleyway where you were walking by. Curiosity instantly fills your mind. You want to ignore it, you take a step away from the alley. The light immediately starts to shine brighter. Now you really wanted to know what it was. Curiosity takes the best of you and you walk into the alleyway following the light. Once you’ve reached the light you stop and turn around.
Surprisingly, you actually see something that interests you. Some metal and a lone slightly destroyed robot head. The metal doesn’t seem like your kind of metal, it seemed different. You stopped to inspect the metal on the ground. The parts looked slightly oxidized and broken. When you touch the metal it gives off small amounts of heat. Not enough to burn your skin, but still warm. It still had a small resemblance of a robot or a machine of some sort. You wanted to know if it had a memory chip still in it.
An idea pops in your head. Maybe this could be a little fun project for you. You could also check if it had a memory chip at home. If it doesn’t then it’ll just be a bit harder. You’ve always wanted to repair a more complex robot instead of small bots, though at the sight you were seeing it would take more than just a ‘repair’ and more of a rebuild. You hum to yourself at the thought of rebuilding a bot.
You grab into your pocket and pull out some cut resistant gloves. You swiftly put the tough looking gloves on incase you won’t cut yourself on accident, metal isn’t very fun to get a cut from. You then grab the metal and carry as much as you can hold. You check to see if the parking station is near. Luckily for you it was pretty close, just by the corner. You were pretty lucky today huh? You carry the metal up to the parking station where you parked your car.
After walking in the station for a few minutes your eyes start seeing your car. You quickly run to the car and open the trunk of your car. Placing the metal in the trunk with great pride. You eye the frog-like head which seemed to be the last thing to go in the trunk. For some reason you felt uneasy about the robot head lying there. It felt as if you were being watched. You shrug the feeling off quickly, as you swiftly put the robot head on the metal pile. You shut the car's trunk as a hushed click sound accompanied by a quiet thud can be heard from you shutting the trunk.
You open the car door to the driver's seat and plop yourself down ready to drive to your house. You start the engine and vroom off to your house.
(Short time skip)
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It’s been 2 months since you’ve fixed the frog robot. Apparently, it already had a memory card which you plopped in the robot head. It lit up that day and let you access the blueprint of what parts you had to use to build the bot. It was instructing you. You had most of the parts there, though coming from the trashed robot itself. But it did work so now you have a robot at home. With lots of questionable weapons that it could use. The bots name was ‘cloak-bot’ but you decided to call them CB for short.
The robot had instructed you a lot using images from its small screen light projector, it was surprisingly pretty high-tech. Though it seemed as if it was hiding things from you. It didn’t bother you though. It was just a robot anyway. You haven’t been able to fix a voice box for it yet though so for now it’s just pretty much mute. It did seem a bit sentient with its body language, almost too much. It was interesting for you-.
A cold metal hand touches your face and snaps you back to reality. Your head immediately flinches away from the random touch on pure instinct. You hadn’t realized you were dozing off lost in a trance. Cloak-bot’s yellow eyes watch you with a confused expression. You then proceed to open your mouth to apologize to the bot. “Sorry CB, dozed off there-” You get interrupted by two cold arms picking you up swiftly from the chair you were sitting on.
Cloak-bot holds you in a somewhat bridal position. The frog robot's arms are chillingly cold against your smaller body, causing you to shiver slightly from the cold, as your body flinches. Cloak-bot obviously notices your body flinching and looks at you with an even more confused expression. “CB, could you put me back down please?” You ask the bot. It visibly hesitates and stares at you in a trance. You couldn’t tell what its expression was indicating, but you didn’t like getting stared at. A few more seconds pass and you cringe slightly from the staring, deciding it was enough. “CB?”
You immediately get dropped and fall down onto the floor. Your butt falling harshly on the floor, you yelp at the sudden pain increasing from your butt and then to your legs. Cloak-bot flails its arms a little and panics, eyeing your form a few times. Before the bot frantically picks you up again in a panic. This time increasing its hold on you as it checks to see if you're okay.
You eye it with a slightly angered expression. It didn’t seem to react from your expression as it is only focusing on if you're hurt or not. Your expression softens at the bot as you sigh.
“Look, CB I’m fine, I only fell down.” You breath out to cloak-bot. Cloak-bot skeptically looks at you as if not fully trusting you. You softly groan at this. “I can handle this CB. You can trust me, there’s no point in lying to you anyway.” You tell it. It responds with a worried expression, looking down at you. You shoot it with a big smile of reassurance. It puts you back down to the ground gently, careful to not hurt you as it emphasizes a sigh.
You quickly pull yourself up from the floor and stand up, your body trying to recap itself from the bot dropping you before. The bot’s eyes pierces into your body, staring at you. You shakely sigh. “Thanks, CB.” You quietly say with a tint of softness in your voice. Cloak-bot’s eyes soften at your sudden gratitude. You then begin to walk back to your desk and sit on your chair again. You then begin working on your other project.
Cloak-bot starts walking towards you. It then stops and flops itself onto your bed as a resounding thud can be heard from it placing itself onto your bed. The thud noise causes you to turn your head towards the bed. You eye it immediately with slight unease. Cloak-bot realizes this and quickly waves at you with one of its long metal arms, almost awkwardly. You snort and laugh to yourself a little, as you turn your head back to your project.
You could feel its eye-piercing stare at you, always watching. It does the same thing when you’re sleeping. A shiver runs down your spine. It’s starting to get a lot more creepy to you. You play with the screwdriver in your hands as you screw the nail into the wood.
Not to mention the constant affection and touching you get from it even if you deny it or don’t give it consent.
You pick up a hammer lying on your desk. Getting ready to hit a nail, while holding down the wood.
Whenever it touches you its touch burns into you staying there for hours on end. It’s not comforting, it’s concerning.
A sudden rush of pain pierces through one of your fingers. You scream loudly as the pain pierces and rushes through your finger, pulsating in rhythm as blood seeps out of your finger, nail still in the finger. The pain starts to spread in your fingers, your finger constantly twitching along with the pulsating, joining in with the rhythm. The blood starts rushing out of your finger as your finger is already starting to get numb. A loud hiss escapes your mouth in pain. The blood dropping onto the desk and your project. If you don’t do anything your desk is going to get absolutely drenched with blood. Your finger starts to ache as you screech a bit more quieter.
Loud creaking sounds can be heard from the bed as weight is lifted off from the soft blankets. Cloak-bot rushes towards you and frantically pulls you up with great speed, panicked from your loud screaming. Cloak-bot pulls the nail out of your finger causing you to hiss from the nail suddenly getting ripped out from your flesh, as tears run down your cheeks. Its eyes looked worriedly at you showing some sort of solemn expression, it was sympathetic. It runs towards the bed and places you there gently and in great speed dashes downstairs as loud creaking sounds could be heard from the stairs.
Tears run down your eyes, then down your cheeks as throbbing pain goes through your finger. You loudly wail into your blankets in an attempt to muffle your wails. To your displeasure your blood is already drenched onto the blankets. You scoff in disgust at the sight you were seeing yourself in. You’re glad that cloak-bot is here to help you through this.
You hate the thought of feeling this helpless on your own, you were capable of doing things without help. You’ve always proven it to other people, always proved them wrong. You were scared of it, scared of not being able to do anything on your own. It was torture. But this is one of these moments when you appreciate the help despite how degrading this is for you.
You don’t even realize the puddle of blood you're in, until cloak-bot comes back up from the stairs. It brought something to cover your bleeding finger with and some water to rinse the wound with so that an infection wouldn’t build up in your finger. You smile weakly at cloak-bot.
Cloak-bot goes towards your bed and stops to crouch down so that it could be in eye-level with you. It takes your hand with your numb finger still leaking with blood. The blood drops on cloak-bot’s rather sharp metallic claws. Though not staining it’s metal as it simply runs down from the claws instead. It then pours down the water onto your throbbing finger and tries its best to wash your wound. Sharp pain rushes through your wounded finger in insufferable speed, as pained hisses escape from your mouth.
It covers your wound with some long comfortable cloth, it wraps the cloth around your wound swiftly. The cloth is warm and comfortable against your finger. It’s a big change from cloak-bot’s freezing robot body. Cloak-bots eyes are focused on the cloth wrapped around your finger, staring intently. It stays like this for a few seconds, until it decides to remove the bloody drenched blanket away from you. Cloak-bot picks a silky warm blanket as replacement for the other drenched blanket and tucks you in the blanket.
You whisper out a quiet ‘thank you’ to cloak-bot. Cloak-bot looks at you with what seems to be a small grin resting on their robotic teeth joined with slightly lighter eyes. You smile back softly despite the stinging pain going through your finger. You close your eyes getting ready to rest, silently drifting into a deep slumber.
Until the robot plopped onto your bed trying to lie down with you, a creaking sound erupts from the bed as weight was put onto the bed. Your eyes immediately jolt open, staring wide-eyed at the bot. It looked back at you with a happy expression. The bot’s metallic arms come to wrap around you in a sense of embrace. But it’s not cold this time, for some reason the robot got warmer.
The pain started to get relentless as the pain increased more and more as the robot got closer to you. The more it snuggled up against you, the worse the pain got and the more the warmth increased. The warmth was almost getting unbearable, it was suffocating. Breathing felt intoxicating as if the very air was poisoning you. You raspilly coughed. You tried opening your mouth to say something but nothing came out, only a weak groan came out of you.
You started getting more tired as the heat was getting to you. Your vision blurring out and then falling asleep on the bed.
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You woke up from some claws lightly brushing your cheeks. You groan.
“Five more minutes CB… I’ll be down there soon, I swear.” You tiredly respond. Drifting back to sleep. Sounds of robotic snickering immediately shot you awake from the dead. “CB! Since when could you laugh?” You ask cloak-bot surprised. An amazing aroma fills your nostrils as you immediately get hungry, already salivating from the starvation of food.
You then start to get up from the bed tiredly and until you stop rising from your bed. You get interrupted by a cold metal arm pushing you back down. You frown at cloak-bot. Meanwhile, you’re met with an excited robot. You smirk at this. “Okay, okay what’s the big surprise CB?” You ask with a smirk on your face. You’re immediately met with a plate of pancakes. Breakfast in bed today? What’s the big occasion? You immediately get up and sit on your bed ready to dig into the pancakes. “Thank you.” You say happily to cloak-bot.
After you had eaten all of the pancakes you decided to get up from the bed and go do work again. But you were stopped from cloak-bot carrying you instead in a bit of a panic.
”CB I think I’m good on my own. Thanks for trying to be more helpful, but you don’t have to do anything else for me.” You respond confused. It didn’t even make a move hinting that it would be letting you go down, it held you tightly unwillingly to let you go. You waited patiently for a response or some sort of acknowledgement, but you got nothing. “CB could you please let me go?” You asked worriedly. This time it starred at you. The stare had reminded you of your numb finger. The aching feeling returning to you. But you ignored it. You furrow your eyebrows and glare daggers at him.
You try to shuffle out of its hold. But the hold only tightens the more you struggle. Causing you to panic and adrenaline starts to run through your veins. Your numb finger barely feels hurt at all anymore. You struggle and try to push the bot away from you this time harsher. The bot looks at you confused. It was only trying to help you so you wouldn’t get hurt. But you just kept thrashing and thrashing.
You gave up.
So much for living your own life. Now you're just going to get carried every day and treated like a fragile antique doll. You’d never be able to do what you want. All because of one stupid mistake.
It wiggled your body lightly, giving you a light shake. But you ignored it.
You’ll never truly be free will you?