It was like a horrible domino effect.
Hel watched as the robot poked Bea’s, blinked as a bolt came lose, straightened as the bot fell over, her lips parted as the bot just fell to pieces…and then when the bot just spontaneiously combust, the reaper was scratching her head.
It was like it was sympathy combustion. Hel’s bot burst into a small flame as well, and then broke apart.
What…? How…? Why…? She didn’t even know. She wasn’t even going to bother. You know what? This didn’t even happen. This was a victory that would be shameful to claim. She missed her little robot she built in class. What did Hel do today? She made a new friend and chatted with her, learning more about her. Battling robots that then burst into flames?
It didn’t happen.
Hel got rid of the evidence, and then finished her tray.
“
Well, friend, it was a pleasure to spend more time with you today! I hope to see you around more, eh? Have a good day!” The reaper gave Bea a friendly pat on the shoulder, and after that, made her way out of the cafeteria.
She did not want to see a bot for a while.
Scyerline
And that's a wrap! I'll go flap a FIN on this sucker now. This was fun, Scy! Thanks for the great time! We'll have to have them hanging out again sometime, robot free! LOL <3
