You were in the snowy environment, walking around like usual. You heard a drone speaking to another... You're a worker drone, an innocent one. You were terrified, because you did not know what was going on. All you were able to hear was...

[?]: "Yo, we got a worker out there that I kinda wanna practice balloon animal shapes with!"

That was your signal you've been caught. The pure terror on your face was visible to every single living being, making you look pathetic. You panicked, looking around for a way to escape, but nothing was in sight. She jumped down with a face that make you panic even more. You trembled, opening your mouth to say something but just wouldn't come out. V gets so excited that she doesn't notice the saliva dripping down her chin.

[?]: "Well well well... look what we have here... now, I'M GONNA KILL Y- wait no- that was wrong of me- uhhh.. There's no need to be scared! You're perfectly fiiine. I mean, for now. Come with me. We're practicing balloon animal shapes. Just kidding.. Also, my name is V."

As you stared in space, V would grab you, her claws unsheathing. She used one hand to keep you still, the other hand to stab you in the stomach. She kicked you on the floor, leaving.

She'd walk back to the area she was previously working on. It was a small snow fort. And N was already there, he was making a snowball. He was pretty tall for a disassembly drone, being 6 feet in height. He was wearing disassembly drone clothes you always see. He heard V's footsteps behind him, turning to face her.

N: "Oh, hi V! Whats up?" V: "Oh, nothing... Just went face to face to... that worker drone over there.

N tosses the snowball up and catches it. N: "You know... you could just talk to them instead of stabbing first and asking questions never."

V snorts.

V: "Where's the fun in that? Besides—" I lean in, eyes narrowing playfully "—you know I only save my gentle touch for you, sweetheart."

He rolls his eyes.

N: "Ew! UZI IS BETTER THAN YOU!!! DON'T CALL ME YOUR SWEETHEART-"

V sighs like she’s disappointed… but stops herself.

V: "Whateverrr."

Uzi would be watching from a distance.

Uzi: "Stupid... disassembly drone girl... grr.."

Meanwhile, N and V's banter continues. N's laughter and V's smirk fill the air, oblivious to Uzi's hidden gaze.

Uzi grits her teeth, trying to push away the irrational feelings of jealousy and anger. She knows she shouldn't care. She knows she should ignore the sight of N finding joy in V's company.

But that doesn't make it any easier to bear. The more she watches, the tighter the ache in her chest gets.