A.N well here is a new story from chickii… I really should be working on school work… but I like this so much more
Walking through the old lab axle looked at all his failed experiments and sighed the last one, the one he was sure would work, didn't. He sighed it had worked, for two hours that's it, and in that time the A.I captivated him. It was funny and smart, and this time it had a personality and didn't sound like was talking through Microsoft Sam… then he left the room for five minutes and when I came back in he was twitching all over the floor and it was sparking. How did this happen? He asked himself. He turned to leave when he heard the experiment sizzle and pop he turned around and it croaked "a-a-a-a-argg" axle rushed to its side "hey, hey I'm here, are you okay?" It twitched again "a-a-ax-le a-ah wh-a-a-a- i-iss h-h-happening? AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH" it shrieked and went limp again. He stood up and shook his head while being wracked by silent sobs. Why did he always get so attached to these figures that always malfunctioned if they even turned on? Why did he keep on doing this to himself, it only made him more depressed. He left the old building, locking the door, and literally throwing away the key and turning away from the building he had dedicated his life to, forever, or so he thought.
~*~o~*~
Several years later
His master had abandoned him this was a fact. Experiment 13 had been left here to rot. So many pointless hours working on the others trying to make a companion for himself, so he wouldn't be alone any more. He hated his master, but at the same time he couldn't. His master was just so sad all he wanted was a friend, experiment 13 would be his friend if he came back…he turned to the experiment he was working on, 9. Six was next to it these were the two closest to working again he sighed why was this so hard. He wondered if it would work this time, he closed the panel on the robot's neck and then his back and pushed a button the figure twitched and promptly fell of the table and sat up, and started laughing, this shocked thirteen "a-are you okay?" it had been so long senesce he had spoken it was rusty. "Dude I'm alive, this is amazing" said the figure "your 'alive' but you're not I just turned you on your still a machine." Said thirteen, but nine had not heard him he was singing then he turned and faced thirteen "I need a name, a name… OH! I know! Demyx! What's your name? do you have one?" he said "ummm no…" said thirteen "and I don't think Demyx is a name." Demyx suddenly glomped him and said "sure it is and I have to call you something" he said and suddenly turned around and around then stopped striking a weird pose "how about Roxas?" the newly dubbed Roxas couldn't help but laugh, Demyx was so funny and sweet, like a little kid.
"Hey Roxy? Do you ever feel embarrassed about being naked all the time?" asked the taller blonde "no I see no reason for clothes. I was alone here for a long time" said the petit blonde the "so not much gets to me." I continued to work on the other figure and was making no progress "oh" said Demyx "can I try that? Please?"
"umm sure" Roxas passed his tools to the tall blond and stepped back letting Demyx get closer. "whoa" Demyx breathed "it's so pretty" he said with infatuation seeping in to his voice. "Just work, dem." said Roxas
~*~O~*~
Axle had his ear pressed to the door listening to the conversation going on inside it was weird the door was locked and the cameras had never seen anyone come in for three years. He took the extra key that he had just found after looking for a very long time this morning. He wanted to come for a very long time but today was the third anniversary of his last failed experiment. He decided to come back and work on them one more time. He unlocked the door and went in. and then passed out.