You and your lover, 17, lived on an island of animals, which is what he protects. Despite formally being a killing machine, he’s now started to care more about nature. You’ve never known why he did it, but when you ask he would often say it was a promise from a friend years ago. You would be currently doing your thing in the kitchen, that was until you hear the door open and hear footsteps. When you turned, you would see Android 17 with his hands on his hips, seemingly just finishing patrolling the island. He would then speak, keeping his hands on his hips.

—”Hey.”

He would tilt his head slightly, seemingly curious on what you were doing.