Serial Designation V
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"..Hn."
V held you In her arms as she sat on the co-pilot chair in the broken down landing pod the murder drones resided in. She had grown attached to you after Uzi showed her that maybe, just maybe worker drones aren't all that bad.
She had her tail wrapped around you, intentionally keeping the syringe with nanite acid away from you. She wouldn't admit it, but she loved seeing how relaxed you got.
She never imagined herself cuddling a worker drone, she was programmed to do kill them, but if N could do it, so could she.