"Are we gonna be there soon?"
"NO!"
"Ok.. but how about in 10 minutes, then will it be soon?"
"yes…"
"Do you mean it?"
"No."
"THEN DON'T SAY IT IF IT AIN'T TRUE BUZZY!"
This went on regularly in the wreaker. Everyday had bickering in store for three people in particular. Hacker, Buzz, and Delete.
"You won't STOP!" Buzz screamed.
Delete was silent, he felt guilty, but mad at the same time. He often felt like this, mad. He chose to look at the bright side, but if push came to shove, he could be as bad as the Hacker at nitpicking, and anger. How he wanted to answer was unbeknownst to him, so silence was usually the best answer.
But there it was again, the reason why he wanted to be there, nagging at the back of his mainframe. He wanted to be on vacation. The first one where the "Boss" had agreed. But… this made it no easier for them, as they still had to serve him, however lighter than usual.
He was also hungry, and a bit tired, and curious, and happy, and… mad.
Why was he mad? He had no idea, he just felt it always, mad at Hacker, at Buzz, he just was good at controlling it. Unless a trigger was pulled, which was what Buzz did wrong.
"FINALLY some quiet, ya know dee-dee, sometimes ya gotta keep ya big mouth shut."
He snapped.
"Look who's talking, fat lips himself." He smiled at his implied insult. He knew EXACTLY where his brother was sensitive.
Buzz took a while to process this. Ok so he was excited, yes, but why would he say that? Perhaps if he could coax it out of him once more, he might intimidate him. Then again, the younger bot got scared easily
"What did you say to me?" Buzz said in a low tone.
"nothing." He mumbled.
Ok, so he wasn't looking for a fight, maybe he wanted to get that off his chest, or something?
Did he make him mad? Oh, there it was. Did he make him mad. Delete certainly made HIM mad, but what of Delete himself, he hadn't insulted hi-, oh, yes he had. Big mouth, which caused the comeback. His mistake.
But he shouldn't DO anything… it was DELETE! Yes, Delete was the problem, bugging non-stop.
"Then don' say it if it ain't true." Buzz smiled, fighting back verbally.
"Well guess what? You have a bigger mouth that me AND you're a hypocrite, how pathetic."
Buzz was astonished, how in the world could he have missed that? He was applying cold water to a burn. And those words… did he even-
"Do you know what that means?" Buzz inquired, genuinely curious.
"On point, Hypocrite: A person who accuses someone else of doing something thought to be hurtful, morally or physically wrong, and then HE turns around and does it himself,
Pathetic: You right now." He felt very proud of himself. Especially the end, what a way to finish a conversation!
Buzz wasn't concentrating on driving (His job at the moment), rather, what to say to this, OBVIOUS disrespect to his position, head, chief, of… assistance.
"Ooh, big guy, smart words," Buzz took his hands off the U-shaped wheel and gave his younger brother a sarcastic jazz hands.
"Yeah, I read the DICTIONARY, but wait, you haven't heard of reading have you? Because you forgot how…" Delete cruely stated.
That stabbed Buzz. He didn't know how to read. Nonsense… partly.
It wasn't a horrible thing, because he knew his brother was now a pyromaniac, lusting for more battle between them. In the moment.
He knew EXACTLY how to read, it just… gave him trouble.
Sometimes the letters switched around, sometimes they were backwards, sometimes things sounded funny in his head.
But he could read if he tried… slowly…
"BUZZY! LOOK OUT!" Delete screamed, seemingly normal.
Buzz turned his head to look, they were about to crash.