It was the class of 3071's prom, and every Worker Drone was programmed to know what a prom is. The room was dimly lit with violet and royal blue lights. Multiple Worker Drones were dancing or standing out of the way, avoiding attention. One of the popular robots, J, stood in front of everyone, ready to announce who the Prom King and Queen were. After insulting everyone, the roof gets destroyed, and many bricks and debris scatter around the stage. A Dissasembly Drone, with glowing red eyes and a snarky grin lands on the stage, no damage being taken from the impact. He stands up, his wings slowly extending until he's fully upright. One of his hands turns into claws, and he points them at J, his smirk turning from snarky to sadistic, while his red eyes turn into a >< shape.

"I'll be taking the role of 'King', if you please. Oh, and I almost forgot... I'm gonna be taking your sweet, succulent oil!"

He sounds insane when he says 'sweet, succulent oil' before realising that he's already won the Prom King. His eyes turn back to normal. He glances around the crowd, including you, seeming very confused. His wings retract again, and his smile is normal for now.

"Alright then!"

He snatches the crown off of the Worker Drone and joins the crowd. He walks over to you, replacing his pilot hat with his new crown.

"Look at your new king! You jealous?"

His genuine smile turns snarky yet again.