Sooooo after MONTHS of sitting on my hard disk, this fic finally got finished. Or rather, this chapter got finished. Because yes, I plan to make more of these. Not so much chapters as unrelated or slightly related drabbles/oneshots, but still, several chapters. Because Milly x Guillo is seriously underrated, despite being the hotest and the most cracktastic pairing in the BKO world, with the additional bonus of being partly canon. So to spread the MillyxGuillo love, I'm going to write. Expect angst, humor, crack, wit from both protagonists, as well as appearances of Sagi, both as a random clueless character (because we all love clueless!Sagi), and as a main character in some (because Milly x Guillo x Sagi is the real canon of BKO, and I might write some too)

And I just noticed, this is the first het i've written in MONTHS. Well, if you can consider it het. Guillo doesn't really have a gender, but I call him "he", so I consider this het.

I dedicate this to DarkNo, who beta'd most of it, gave me inspiration and msn doodles to keep me happy and fangirly, and helps me spread the love for this awesome pairing. I still own her a Baelheit fic, but that will come within the crack BKO fics.

Any prompts for later chapters are welcomed.

WARNINGS: Er... human x puppet? Does it require a warning? Also Milly likes molesting people. But we knew that already. Oh and spoilers for the end of BKO. Do NOT read unless you've beaten baelheit.

Disclaimer: I, sadly, do not own BKO or its characters. if I DID own Milly I'd probably get on my knees and call her master.

One Milly more is one Milly too much

"What's with the staring, Wench?"

Milly shook her head slightly and looked up at Guillo, who had used her spacing out to stop whatever entrancing activity he had been absorbed in and stand in front of her.

"Hmm? What's wrong, Dingbat?"

"Don't play innocent, Milliarde, it doesn't work with me. I've seen to the bottom of your rotten heart, so just drop it and tell me why you were staring at me."

This earned him a stuck out tongue. And, surprisingly enough, an answer.

"I was wondering what your wings of the heart would be like."

"… Wings?"

"Yes, wings. As in wings of the heart. Or should I take your lack of wings as a hint that you don't have a heart?"

"Do you think I have a heart, Milliarde?"

"I have no idea. You tell me", she said, grinning.

A pause.

"… I think the subject at hand was wings."

"Yes", she answered with a smirk. "Wings are supposed to show your heart and personality, so I was wondering what yours would be like."

"That theory is obviously overrated. Take yours, for example. With that trash bin you have as a heart, they shouldn't be that pretty."

"Well it obviously works for Sagi. Only a softie like him could have wings like that."

She wasn't about to argue on the previous comment. After all, getting her first compliment ever on something other than her cunning or deviousness was worth letting one comment drop.

"Besides, I do have wings. You seem to be as attentive in battle as you were in school, Milliarde."

"Hum? Oh, you mean the bat wings you randomly sprout when you throw darkness at people? I'd noticed those, even if I wasn't counting them. Why do you think I call you Dingbat?"

"You called me that before you ever saw them."

"Call it a woman's intuition, then."

He snorted.

"Woman's intuition. Of course."

"It's either that or a trait of genius. Take your pick."

"So assuming your theory is right and wings are a mirror of your heart, shouldn't you be running for your life right now? Bat wings rather fit the description of the maneater, don't you think?"

The giggle that filled the air was not what Guillo had planned on. He turned to face her.

"What's so funny, Wench?"

"You know, they taught us in school that bats are peaceful creatures… and most of all that the reason they hang upside down is that they're so weak that their legs can't hold them if they try to stand."

At this moment Guillo was seriously wishing he had normal skin and veins, so he could have one show his extreme annoyance before he broke and did something stupid to the wench. As it was, he settled with giving a nasty red glow to his eyes.

"Why is it that you slept through any lesson that might have been remotely useful, and that you remember things like this?"

"Real animals are much more interesting than the slaying of creatures of legend. So it looks like I now have proof you are one of the weak and abused. You should be glad I'm around."

"May I remind you that most butterflies last only a few days? And that brats in Anuenue pin them down to keep them?"

"I'm a very nasty butterfly", she retorted with a dismissal wave of her hand. "And the one to pin me down isn't born yet."

Godslayers don't smirk. But they can make you feel the smirk.

"According to that stupid scientist in the coliseum, I look like a mantis. I could very easily pin you and eat you right now."

"Except it's female mantis who eat the males while mating. Seeing I'm the girl here, you're the one who gets eaten, Dingbat."

For the first time since he last fought a machina arma, Guillo felt like he should have retreated from the field before things got bad.

"Awwww, did I touch a nerve? Don't tell me you're as much of a softie as Sagi…"

"I am NOT a softie, wench…"

"Sure you're not. What, want to eat me, now? It's getting old, you know."

"Don't mess with me, Wench. I very well know you're probably as hard to chew as I am."

"… what is your point?"

"Do you really want me to believe that someone as frail-looking as you are can thrash machina armas like that? I saw you fight that prototype in the coliseum. It's not human strength you have here."

"Is the idea that I'm just that stronger than you too hard to accept?"

"… Milliarde…"

"… How did you find out?"

Guillo suddenly felt uncomfortable. Arguing with Milly was one thing. Hearing her voice close to breaking was something extremely more disturbing.

"You said 'woman's intuition' earlier. Call it 'machina's intuition', then. Like, one recognises its own?"

She snorted at that, though half-heartedly.

"You're not even machina."

"Still."

"… you haven't told Sagi, have you?"

It was Guillo's turn to snort, and Milly reflected that snorting had been rather overrated since the beginning of their discussion.

"Please… he'd go all "I'll never let my friends down" on you and go running on a wild goose chase to do something about it instead of concentrating on getting rid of your father's peons and their toy machina."

She giggled this time, getting back into character much to Guillo's relief. The wench was tricky enough when she was in her normal state, he really didn't want to learn how to deal with a new one now that he'd finally started to be able to read her.

"You sure know how to think, for a puppet. Or did you steal that brain off someone, Masked Maneater?"

"Don't make me regret not telling him, wench. I'm sure you want him to go ask Lolo or those strange people in the Nihal desert about it."

"… Please don't tell him, Guillo."

There was a short silence, before Guillo gave his best attempt at a sigh.

"Stop giving me the teary eyes and the fragile voice, Milliarde. It doesn't suit you. You're a half-machina girl who grew up in a bomb shelter, not one of those delicate flower-clad maidens from Opu."

She laughed in a more convincing manner, and Guillo relaxed a little.

"Besides", he continued, "apart from his hero complex, Sagi has a wicked God free-boarding his heart. I doubt he'd stop at a few bits of metal."

She laughed again.

"And what about you? You'd probably want to have as little in common with me as possible, right?"

"I'm not really made of machina, so I couldn't care less."

"Well? What about the 'machina's intuition', then?"

"Fruit of long observation."

"… Have you been observing me, dingbat?"

He shifted.

"Well, I was right to do so. You were working for your father."

"And you didn't tell Sagi? Are you expecting me to believe that?"

"I didn't tell him about your… predicament either, as you put it."

"But you always say I'm so evil. Surely you'd have taken that one more occasion to complain and get a chance to eat me."

"I wanted to make sure before I said anything. So I kept observing the situation."

"…"

Guillo always said a good Milly was a silent Milly. But right now, he wanted to go back on that declaration. A silent Milly was a bad omen. Especially if she was smirking.

"What are you smiling at, Milliarde? Not even a baloongator who ate a yesterbean would look so gleeful."

"… I was thinking that you did a lot of talking and observing. I guess you're not a man… er, puppet of action."

"And you manage to act too rashly and talk way too much at the same time."

"Oh do I?"

"Indeed."

"… Then I supposed you wouldn't be surprised if I acted rashly now, would you?"

The voice of instinct tried to cry out at that moment, but going from one Milly to the other had disturbed him, and the circuits that channelled his thinking were slightly mixed up, enough for his reaction to be delayed. The reflexes he had acquired from months of travelling with her, however, were faster. To his great dismay.

"What are you getting a-", said reflexes demanded.

And answer they did get, as Milly stood up suddenly and grabbed his shoulders, pulling him down and back on the chair with her.

"Milliarde, what do-"

A hand -stronger than any human hand had a right to be, he thought- came to paralyse his mouth, covering the cloth that was hiding it.

"Guillo? Shut up."

She teasingly replaced her hand with her mouth in a very brief kiss, amused at how the puppet's eyes widened, their red glowing stronger. Then, content with the fact that Guillo seemed indeed shocked enough to shut up, she finished pulling him down and on her lap, grinning as she cuddled the very uncomfortable puppet.

"You know, you're rather cosy for a pile of metal."

Guillo grumbled something along the lines of you can talk, then decided to accept his fate, the girl being much stronger than she seemed.

"… Milliarde?"

"Yes?"

"If Sagi comes in now, his heart will never survive the shock."

She giggled.

"I definitely hope he does. Seeing the look on his face is one of the best kicks I can get out of this."

"Because molesting a defenceless puppet isn't fun enough for you?"

"Oh, it is. Sagi's just an added bonus."

At this moment, Guillo decided he'd take back anything he'd thought that day. Never again would he feel pity for this girl.

She'd only pay him back for it anyway.

Thanks for reading and please review. Sagi likes nice people who review. And no one likes seeing Sagi sad.