The Millennial and the Baby Part 2
A/N: Thank you for the amazing feedback! Here is part two of Tired Dad (tm) and lil Boi haha.
Part 2/?
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Hank had driven the entire way home rediculously slow, if the tiny voice in his head was telling him that it was because he wasn’t ready to lose another kid, andoid or not, Hank ignored it.
When they finally pulled into Hank’s garage, Hank let out a humorless chuckle and ran a hand through his hair. “What am I thinking? Does he eat? Does he sleep? He’s a fucking android for fuck’s sake, why should I care if he lives or dies?”
His bewildered rambling was cut off by a coo from Connor who reached upward towards hank and giggled, kicking his feet lightly. “mmmm dap!” Was all he had to say in reply to which Hank felt a soft smile spreading over his face.
“Alright, alright. We’ll figure this all out tomorrow.” With that Hank got out of his car, holding Connor in one hand and closing the door with the other. He then spotted something that was clearly his saving grace. Cole’s old baby crib. The thing was dusty, worn, and folding up out of the way but it would work. The only problem was that Hank needed two hands to get it and one of his hands were currently being used to hold a baby. “uhhhh Fuck.” Hank groaned. He slowly placed Connor on the ground, using the blanket as a padding. “You, uh, you just stay there. Don’t... don’t move, got it?” Hank held his hand out like he did when telling Sumo to stay put and started working on getting the crib down.
30 minutes later, Hank had the crib opened, set up, and dusted off. “There, good as new! Now I just gotta bring it in the living room aaaaaannnd.... it doesn’t fit through the door. Oh for FUCK’S SAKE.” Connor’s only reply was to giggle to which Hank just glared at him, “You would think this is funny huh. The human man slaving over you.” He walked over to Connor and picked him up, rocking him slowly in his arms, “You just got me wrapped around your little finger don’t you?” Connor gave a soft sigh and a yawn before scrubbing at his face sleepily. “Alright, guess that’s the hint then, guess you do need sleep.” Hank gently placed Connor back down before folding the crib and scooping him into his arms.
Once they had gotten into the house, a very curious Sumo who had heard his owner in the garage greeted them with a wag, coming closer to snuffle at the bundle in Hank’s arms.
“Hold on there Sumo, gentle boy.” Hank warned, gently placing Connor on the Couch. Connor reached over and grabbed Sumo’s ear and placed it in his mouth, which the dog allowed, being the gentle giant he is. “Awe Connor! Stop putting things in your mouth! Blegh!” Hank shook his head.
Once again Hank failed to notice the baby’s swirling blue sensor turn to yellow.
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Identified: Dog: Registered to Lieutenant Hank Anderson
Given Name: Sumo
Species: Saint Bernard
Relationship: Family Pet
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The crib was finally set up inside the house and Hank placed a soft blanket from his couch into the crib. “Alright Connor, here you go.” Hank placed Connor into the crib and gave a soft sigh when the baby android gave a tiny yawn and promptly fell asleep. Now he realized a pro to having an adroid as a baby, they probably slept though the night and were “perfect” children, the thought slightly unnerved him so he sat down on the couch and flipped on the TV where a news channel was playing.
“The newest development in the Android rebellion has now unfolded. The president has finally decided to stop the camps and listen to the deviants. This clip of the deviant's peaceful protests is shocking the nation.” The next clip showed a handful of deviants with their leader Markus singing Hold on Just a Little While Longer.
The camera switched to the president. “We shall start the peace talks and after this event, there is no doubt that these deviant androids are something new altogether.”
Hank shook his head. He had questions and didn’t know the answers. Hank looked over at Connor, his little LED casting a light blue glow onto his peaceful face.
Hank thought of the now dead Peterson’s and their two androids. He thought back to the obsessive mothering android. She had said they didn’t understand. Were they going to turn their androids in to be destroyed? The idea turned in his head and the more he thought about it the more it made sense. He could see it in his mind’s eye. The Peterson’s scared about the new deviants go to turn their new “son” and caretaker in to be destroyed and replaced. The caretaker turned deviant trying to protect the baby. She had gotten Mr. Peterson’s gun, threated them, and killed them. She must have stayed in the house taking care of Connor until the police had been called because the victims hadn’t shown up for work.
Hank’s mind then flipped to Connor and what tomorrow would bring. He had said he would bring the little guy to Kamski’s but what if all the guy did was destroy hi, or damage him? Hank knew despite his mind screaming about the child being an android that he wouldn’t want anything bad to happen to him. But who else could he bring... Hank glanced back up at the TV, a forbidden thought entering his brain. That deviant leader Markus was peaceful, and wouldn’t hurt Connor. If he could find out where they were then it would work out. Perhaps this Markus could help him.
Hank shook his head with a groan and stood up to head to bed. “Gaurd him Sumo, be a good boy,” Hank paused and glanced back at the crib, and whispered a soft, “Goodnight Connor, Sleep well.”
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A/N: Sweet ok there’s part 2! Let me know what you think as that helps me write the next part! Thanks for reading! <3 <3
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