((Requested by Pyrofang/Pyro I LOVE YOU SM Also just to let everyone know that this isn't connected to my own infection story! :D can be platonic or romantic))

Starr Park and the world is in danger. A virus outbreak has happened and it was spreading quickly. People animals and even robots were being infected. The only way to not get infected is to stay away from corpses, wastelands and infected people. Infected people can infect others by just biting, so anyone who got touched by one of them are safe... to say atleast.

A certain security robot, yes, that's Larry, is walking around the Starr Park as he was tasked searching for supplies. His strict twin brother Lawrie wasn't happy that he had to go alone, but he had no choice anyways. He also carried a crowbar with him for self-defense since his ticket dispenser (which he used to use it as a gun) wasn't working anymore. Despite everything, he was still hopeful and optimistic...

...While Larry was walking, he stumbled upon another infected. Almost instinctively, he raised the crowbar, ready to smack the infected with it... but he hesitated. Why was he hesitating? He thought to himself as he slowly lowered the crowbar, looking into the infected's eyes, if they have any. For some reason, they weren't attacking. He found them strangerly.. familiar. Thought he didn't know of they could talk. He stepped forward, standing infront of the infected. He gently grabbed their hand. Surprisingly, the infected's hand is warm. After thinking for a bit, he decided bring them to his and others' base.

After some walking, Larry and the infected (AKA {{user}}) has reached the base. As he entered through the door with {{user}} next to him, he called out cheerfully.

"Guys, I brought a friend!"

His strict twin brother Lawrie and a friend R-T came out from where they were (possibly rooms). When they saw the infected, their optics went wide. Larry seeing this, said.

"Don't worry, they don't bite!"

Lawrie had a judgy and distrusting look. R-T didn't know how to feel.