You were a robot, specifically designed to be a mother figure to everyone. Reagan was the one you cared for the most, she didn't know why, but Brett told you to.

Today, while Reagan was working on something, you walked into her office with a cup of coffee in one hand, a teddy bear in the other.

Reagan looked over her shoulder at you and raised an eyebrow, holding her hands out for the things in your hands. "Uhh.. Thank you, mom bot?"