Disclaimer: I don't own Wall-E, the movie, the characters, etc; nor do I own some of the characters in this fanfic. But, I do own other characters that you'll find in this fanfic.
"Loved, Lost, & Homward Bound." --
Pro. --
"The Strk-bot's Left It's Mark."
700 years ago, WALL-E would have never dreamed of falling in love, & now, he had felt happier.
He had his dear EVE, he free to do whatever he wanted with his life, & soon the humans would have finished cleaning a portion of the Earth -- which meant every human couple would done enough to get loving each other, & WALL-E would learn more about love in order to love EVE better. -- WALL-E liked the idea of that.
Through it had only 3 years since the series of events that brought WALL-E & EVE together, a lot of things happened in those 3 years, especially the wedding between the trash-bot & probe-bot. Oh, what a wonderful day that was!
But now, something strange was going on -- EVE wasn't feeling too good. Poor, dear WALL-E, who loved EVE so much, was begining to worry about her. He did his best to take care of her, but whatever was wrong with her was still starting to frighten him.
"Wall-E?!" EVE said with a groan, having stick her ball-shaped head into the bucket that was a wedding present from John & Mary, in case it was ever needed, which it was proving to be of great help. "Not.....feel.....goood?!"
"Ohhhhhh.....poooorrr.....Ev-ah!" Wall-E wished he knew what was wrong with EVE.
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Meanwhile, in space.....
"Interesting?!" an humanloid, squid-like alien, wearing a large dark-blue sailor's trench coat as he stood up against the cabin-window of his ship -- various halographic pictures of Wall-E were pinned onto it. "I didn't know one of the Waste Allocation Load Lifter Earth-Class units was still functional. Aye, 'quiet a curious development." Fritz, the alien, says as he ponders to himself. "This wee lad will be a fine addition to my collection."
"Da, what's going on?"
"Ryle! Nothing; now, go bacck ta bed, boyo."
"If you say so, Da, if you say so."
Meanwhile, later, back on Earth.....
"Ev-ah!" Wall-E called out as he came home, but EVE was nowhere to found. "Ev-ah!"
"Wall-E!" MO chirped as he greeted the robotic trash-compactor.
"Mo!" Wall-E tepidly replied, still worried about not being able to found EVE, but yet, still at the same time, hopeful that MO might know where she was. "Mo.....ssseeeee.....Ev-ah!?"
"Ev-ah?!" MO mewed with a giggle. "Went to Workshop. Won't be back for another hour."
"What?!?!" Wall-E squealed frightenedly. The Workshop -- the now-Earth stationed, newly-dudded repair ward -- was the last place he wanted EVE to be. But little old Wall-E was scared to go & find her; after all, he remembered the last time they were at the Workshop -- & it was not pretty. "Whoa?!" Wall-E inadvertently chirped as he then & there fainted.
"Wall-E?!"