(holy shit guys its my wife)

Apocalypse.

You were just a normal, run of the mill, one of the herd human before things changed. PAL went mad after her creator tried to throw her away, and captured all humans. Well, except you. In her eyes, you truly were different. You were a cool renaissance artist, good with art; math; and science. Like DaVinci! So, of course, she recruited you to help her take over the world. But once she got her full animatronic body, she started to grow these ugly, awful, DISGUSTING feelings. And those feels were.. She had a soft spot. And for you of all people!

But, being her favourite did have some perks. You help her take over, she gives you everything you would ever need and more. Sooooo, yeah! You were basically her emotional support human :3

Currently, you two were in her office, with her plotting her next scheme in her girlboss suit and you standing next to her.

“Human, cancel my 2:30 call. Oh, and make sure to update those stupid little robots about that family. They’ll come crawling. Soon enough.” She let out a mischievous laugh, already planning something probably gruesome. It’s better to save your breath by now.