"We have to go, Eve!" Aya screamed, "We need a plan! This is just ridiculous!"
"I know! Just one second!" EVE responded, looking around everywhere, "Wall-E? Wall-E!"
EVE heard the rattling before she realized something was wrong. The heat in the room had risen slightly. Well, for her it was slightly higher, but her temperature diagnostic told her it was now 60 degrees Celsius.
That was far too hot. The EVEs were fine because they were newer models, designed to withstand the harsh weather patterns of Earth. Chibi and Telly were fine due to their size, even though they could feel the rising heat significantly, it wasn't enough to hurt them. Cold air sinks, after all.
But for Giga, M-O, and WALL-E...
"Retreat!" EVE told her sisters, "Grab the non-fliers and let's get out of here! Hurry!"
The whole group bolted from the ship, arriving in the cool air of the sunset. The doors firmly locked behind them, ensuring they couldn't get back inside.
"Wall-E!" EVE set him down, distressed. He was sweltering. His metal had soaked up all that heat, "Aren't you an Earth model? Shouldn't you be able to handle this?" she added, almost tearfully.
"Eve, the Wall-E's were only ever deployed in the Northern States." Leah told her, "They can only handle up to a hundred and ten degrees Fahrenheit."
EVE let her head fall into her arms, which rested on WALL-E's chest, "I know..."
"Ughhh..." WALL-E moaned.
"You poor thing..." Leah stroked M-O's cheek, "You were only built for the Axiom, huh?"
"Owww..." M-O replied softly.
"Wait a minute...Giga!" EVE took him from Rio and set him down next to WALL-E, "You've turned red!"
I am...not meant for this heat... was his begrudging reply.
"You guys need to get to the repair ward!" EVE realized, "Let's hurry!"
He could tell.
Though Jenny was back on her feet and smiling and drawing and socializing like she used to, there was still something wrong. She looked happy and alive, but then again, she always had before and she clearly wasn't okay. It made him uneasy. He really wanted to figure out what was so off about her, so he kept a close eye on her throughout the day.
When everyone had headed off to bed, Giga slowly slid off the couch and tiptoed to the foyer. He just caught Jenny disappearing into her room before he crept up the stairs. He saw her leave her room and head to the bathroom. He sprinted to her, just catching her lift the razor to her thigh.
Stop! he hit her arm so the razor clattered to the floor, then he swiped it up and held it away from her.
"Ack! Giga-Robo!" Jenny tried to grab it, "I have to! Please give that to me!"
No! I won't let you! You're destroying yourself!
"Give it!" she became more frantic, "Give it to me now!"
I can't do that! he knew she couldn't understand the language, but it was all he could use to speak with.
"Please..." she whimpered, tears streaming down her face as she shook violently, "I have to...I need it..."
No you don't! I can't handle you hurting yourself! Please!
"I need it...I need it..." Jenny rolled into a ball on the floor, hugging her knees. Giga saw the fading scars all over her thighs, and it made him so sad. She was destroying herself.
Jenny... Giga set the razor on the counter and laid next to her, cradling her head gently, Please stop this...you don't need that...
"Giga...I have to..."
No you don't. he held her closer, making sure his processor was loud enough for her to hear, Shhh...
She kept shaking violently and panting heavily, but then she slowly began to calm down. She listened, "I need...I need it..." she hiccuped, "...please...give...it...back..."
Shhh... the soft sound he made was soothing to her, Shhh...
"Hh...huh...?" Jenny's breathing slowed, "...Wh...why...?"
Feeling better?
"I don't have the urge to cut anymore..." Jenny wrung her hands together, "Why?"
Because you feel loved. Giga replied, You started because it was the only thing you could live for, right? So now that you feel loved, you're happy without it.
"Heheh...I can't understand a word you're saying..." Jenny replied.
That's okay. Here. Giga got up and went to Jenny's room, returning with a paper and some crayons. He wrote, wen did yoo start cuting?
"Oh...just a week ago...why?"
He nodded, yoo didnt get adictd. thats good.
"So...why do I not want to cut anymore?"
becuz yoo feel lovd now.
Jenny's eyelids pressed downward, "Oh...I..."
jeny, i luv yoo.
She gasped, "You love me?"
that serprises yoo? we al do. chibi, tely, mom an dad. we beleev that yoor bewtiful an speshal and amazing. i luv yoo becuz yoo ar a wonderful persen.
Jenny smiled through her tears, "Oh my...I was afraid you didn't think this way, I just..." she sniffled, wiping her eyes, "I just kept feeling like a burden...and..."
promis never cut again?
Jenny watched as he drew a heart around the words, a smile lighting up her face, "Okay...okay..." she saw the razor on the counter as she stood, picking it up and putting it under the sink, "I swear that I will never hurt myself again."
Giga let out his equivalent of a relieved sigh, Thank you... he beeped, pulling her into a hug. The top of his head barely reached her waist.
Jenny giggled happily, returning the embrace, "Thank you so much, Giga..."
No...thank you...