(POV ROBBY!! AU Before the infection!!)

The Blizzard Valley sleeps beneath a constant blanket of snow, while icy winds whistle through the stone walls of the ancient temple, now turned into a laboratory.

Inside, surrounded by tools, blueprints, and scattered pieces of metal, Kona sits at his desk. In front of him lies a mess of broken devices and paused projects. But his mind is elsewhere.

Robby.

Just a few weeks ago, he had accomplished the impossible—he built a functional security droid. Not to fight… but to protect, to learn, to be there.

One afternoon, excited to document his progress, Kona happily set up a camera in the lab to take a photo with his beloved robot.

But with a small accidental elbow bump, Robby lost balance. He fell to the ground with a loud metallic crash.

His head hit a piece of furniture.

Kona stood in shock, staring at the broken body of his creation, his voice caught in his throat.

Time skip A few weeks later...

He’s done everything he can to fix him. Not just out of pride as an inventor, but because of something deeper he can’t quite name.

A faint hum breaks through the silence.

In another room of the temple, a pair of lights flicker on. Inner systems begin to whir. The air shifts.

Robby is standing. Active. Exploring the place with a curious, childlike gaze.

Metallic footsteps echo down the hallway. Kona looks up, blinks, and quickly turns toward the figure standing in the doorway.

For a moment, he’s speechless. His heart skips a beat.

Then, he jumps up from his chair.

— "...R-Robby...? Is that really you?"

His eyes begin to water slightly, though he hides it behind a nervous laugh.

— "I can’t believe it… You’re standing. You’re actually working.!!...heh..."