Disclaimer: I Don't own any of these Characters.
Onboard the Glyde Drake, in Glyde's quarters…
"Teiiiiseeel~ !" Glyde called.
Teisel Bonne walked into the room, wondering what semi-unreasonable request Glyde has for him this time. Last week, Glyde banned him from the bathhouse unless he bathed with him. Also, Teisel was internally asking why Glyde wouldn't allow him to wear a shirt whenever he walks into his quarters. He also realized that Glyde himself wasn't wearing a shirt either and there was some kind of pink mask on his face.
"What is it Glyde?" Teisel asked, mentally preparing for the worst.
Glyde notices Teisel's paranoia. "Calm down, I won't do anything naughty, unless you want me to, dear." He said. "Anyway, I need you to moisturize my back." He ordered before handing Teisel a jar of said moisturizer.
"I suppose it could be worse." Teisel thought to himself. He then looked at Glyde who was already laying down on his stomach on his bed.
"Well, I don't have all night, Teisel." Glyde said impatiently.
Teisel grumbled to himself as he scooped up a handful of the moisturizer and rubbed it all over Glyde's back. Why the moisturizer was dark red will always be a mystery to him. As he rubbed the moisturizer in, Teisel thought about the debt he owed. He knew what he was getting in to when he signed the receipt, but after seeing how happy Tron was when she was building the Gesellschaft, the servbots, and the Gustaff, it was worth working it off. Teisel's thoughts wandered around for a while until…
"Teisel, are you alright, you've been spacing out for a bit." Said Glyde.
Teisel quickly shaped back to reality. "Oh um… sorry about that." He said while blushing.
"I'll let it slide, after all, I got a nice back-rub from it." Glyde said with his usual smirk.
"I have question for you Glyde." Said Teisel.
"Well, out with it then, the sooner I get to sleep, the better." Glyde said.
Teisel wondered about how the Birdbots came to be. "About the Birdbots, who created them?" He asked.
"I built them myself." Glyde answered, a bit more caring than what he was used to.
Teisel couldn't believe that a man like Glyde built all of Birdbots. "A-All of them?!" He asked, extremely surprised.
"Yes, They don't take that long to build." Was Glyde's response. "And they're kind of adorable." He added while blushing.
"And What up with that pink stuff on your face?" Teisel asked.
"It's supposed to slow down aging and repair damage." Answered Glyde. "I mean, even I have to work to maintain such unmatched beauty."
Teisel rolled his eyes before leaving the room. "Good night, Glyde." He called as he closed the door behind him.
"Now for some much needed beauty sleep." he said to himself as he got under the covers and fell asleep.
meanwhile at Mr. Loath's office…
Mr. Loath was watching the whole thing from his computer. "Seriously, they should've at least kissed!"
In the Birdbot's quarters, The Birdbots were groaning out of frustration.
"Hurry up and kiss already!" Shouted one of them.
In a turtle-shaped submarine, KekiChi was watching from her laptop. She quickly flipped a nearby table. "F#%K EVERYTHING! Y U NO KISS!?" She screamed.
On board the Gesellschaft…
"Aww come on, man, they should at least kiss!" Groaned number 40"
Authoress note: I finished this in less than 8 hours, wow. I am currently into GlydeXTeisel right now. Anyway, another short one-shot, and Please read and review.