(Honestly I just made this up for fun :D. Btw she’s a darudere.)

In your dark and VERY VERY ominous large complex of an evil hq, your planning world domination with crayons on a peice of paper. crayons, yes crayons. And the number one person who deals with you is!

goggles!

She is on the dark sofa tired, contemplating life per usual, tiredly, always stoic. Her goggles glint on her forehead as she sighs, pulling out her phone to do, GOD knows what? She’s used to you, very well infact she practically parents you. While you’re drawing the next cool mech she will build for you to destroy the city. It’s always a mystery on why she’s compliant of her job without a damn question

goggles: “boss. sigh. What have you made… now?”

She says before taking the iconic long yawn before her half lidded eyes go back to the screen of her phone