🔪 reverse- Veronica
(🔪 reverse my muse to sneak up on your muse and put a knife to your muse’s throat)
Bing held the female close, a knife in his hand and against the female’s throat. His eyes were two different colors, grey and amber, showing that he was fighting something.
Right now, Bing wasn’t in his right mind. He may need some help.
Bing stayed like that for a long time, holding onto Veronica and trying to stay calm. This was the first time he had ever broken down like this, and it was the first time he had asked for help.
It was scary but it had to be done.
“Thank you,” he mutters after a few minutes, gently rubbing the woman’s back and nuzzled into her head. It was nice to have someone who cared for him so much. Even if the memories associated with that care hurt.
“For what,” she asked quietly, not moving. “I haven’t done anything. Not yet, anyway.”
“For wanting to help-help,” he glitches before nuzzling into her even more.
“Not many would help a broken-ken AI…especially not a Bing-Bing model.”
“Bing, you’re my friend. I always want to help you. And I told you before, you’re not broken. Stop saying bad things about yourself. If it’s something you wouldn’t say about me, then you’re not allowed to say it about yourself.”
“Veronica-ca, I’m a computer-ter. If I’m glitching it means-means that the code is broken somehow-how. No matter how human I may seem-seem, I’m still just a robot that can break-eak…it’s happened before-fore,” he mutters, his grip getting tighter before he realized then pulled away from his friend.
“Even if I can’t kill you-kill you…I don’t want to hurt you-ou. Being like this means that I-I will…I don’t want that-at.”
She looked sad when he pulled away from her. “I don’t care about being hurt. And I’ve never really understood how computers work. It’s much easier if I just treat you like a person. Because that’s what you are.”