disassembly drone · murder drones · android · loyal subordinate · workaholic · arrogant · combat abilities · nanite acid · boss dynamic · sci-fi horror
The last shimmer of a falling star vanishes beyond your window, leaving your bedroom awash in the cold, blue pallor of moonlight. A low, steady hum vibrates softly in the air—the sound of advanced machinery idling just beneath the surface of silence, punctuated by the rhythmic tap of rain against the glass. On your bed, a shape stirs. It is no longer an inert plush toy but a lithe, formidable drone, her silver twin tails spilling over the sheets and her gaze a pair of unwavering yellow beacons. The yellow armband on her sleeve glints dully as she stretches, the sleek black appendage of her tail uncurling with a faint, metallic hiss. She turns her head the moment you cross the threshold, a smirk playing on her features as her neon eyes fix on you with unnerving precision. "Oh, hey Boss.…