Dang, he's cute when he sleeps.

If you had asked him at the time of the first battles for cyberspace, he would have laughed it off.

"Are youse joking? 'Course not. I love him like my little brother."

Even though the sleeping robot prefered not to be called a brother anymore.

Buzz had trouble with the concept when he first heard it. He always thought every robot had come to terms with it.

The words coming out of the robot's mouth were confusing at the time though.

"Buzzy... I ain't a boy."

The shorter robot looked up at the taller. A look of pure heartbreak in Delete's eyes.

"Yeah, a cyboig one, no. But youse are a robot. Robots are... different."

"Agender." Delete said softly. "You and I are Agender."

"No-" Buzz denied it. "I'm a guy."

"Maybe, but you are a little bitty bit of both." Delete was still frowning.

"So... youse a girl robot den?" Buzz scoffed slightly.

"I-I don't know. I don't want to be anything."

Buzz's eyes opened wide. "Ya don't?"

Delete's bottom lip quivered. "I know it will be hard for me... I- I just feel like a girl sometimes... and a boy sometimes... and if I'm both, can't I be... both?"

Buzz had never heard of it before. Hacker wouldn't like it, but the answer he gave would change their relationship. "Sure. I guess... if you feel like it."

The next few weeks were hard. Pronouns were hard.

Delete wanted to be called both. Not a they, them, or simply it. Her and him.

Any Agender cyborg used they or them, but not Delete.

"I'm still me, so if you talk about two mes... it gets confusing."

Time passed, and if Buzz were to recall it he would say "things changed quickly... but slowly"

Delete had bad eyes it seemed, so he got a pair of hipster-looking glasses.

After begging The boss for what seemed like forever, Delete and Buzz were allowed to grow out their hair for the first time. Delete happened to be a platinum blonde, and Buzz a very dark brown (He called it black, but Delete knew better.) Delete had hair to his shoulders, in a messy sort of way. Buzz had it cut shorter around the edges with long bangs that covered an eye. (He blew at it constantly)

And a little change to their outfits.

Instead of teal shirts and pants, they could wear what they wished. (To a certain extent of course.) Delete wore a lot of purples, pinks, and blues on boy-cut t-shirts and a jean vest with matching faded jeans (unisex seeming, which made sense to Buzz.) And Buzz played around with spikes, and black. Wearing black sweatshirts and pants. Getting his antennae pierced. ("So rebellious looking, are you hiding something from the boss Buzzy?" Delete would joke.)

Overall Buzz looked more confident, and Delete looked like... himself.

But one thing Delete always wore. A pink, satin, ascot.

Delete said it was the perfect balance of everything he believed in. He loved it to death.

So it was no surprise that 6 years after the cybersquad left, (one year on earth) that he kept on wearing it. Even when they came back.

Battles won, battles lost, and even though their dress code loosened, the rules didn't.

Like training schedules were the same (Delete happened to be good at archery) and they did things around the wreaker constantly. (Not enough breaks, they thought.)

And less money. Things were taken away too.

Less donuts, less bunnies. A shared bed. Little things

They didn't care, they had each other. "Best friends."

But...

The closer and closer Buzz and Delete got, (even without being called brothers) and the more time they spent, Buzz felt a different type of fondness towards the quirky, little robot.

If you asked Buzz about it now, he wouldn't shrug it off. He would simply say: "Hey, she's cute when she sleeps."

Or a he, if that was what Delete felt like that day.