Two broken girls, one equally broken guy

by

neztro95

chapter 4: Alone With Robot Reagan.

Incognito inc. Was a wonderland of marvels. Or at least to someone who wasn't allowed to leave their basement it seemed that way.

Owen Looked around at the many wonders on display. His assistant brett hand was such a great conversationalist. They were currently talking about eighties movies and their reboots.

"so what do you think about the new ghostbuster reboot?" Brett asked a hopeful smile on his face.

"they're making a new one!? I've only seen the first and second one. What's this one about?" Owen asked, his mind dancing with all the fun things he had been missing out on before miss reagan brought him here.

"Yeah! This is actually the second new one. The first was an all-girl reboot."

"How'd that work out?"

"As well as could be expected." Brett chuckled to himself. "so many flame wars."

"flame wars? What's that?"

"well when a bunch of people online get into an argument they can get really intensive and that is when a flame war happens. It's basically an insult contest."

"question? What's online?" Owen scratched his head with a blank look on his face.

Brett gasped and grabbed his face. "you don't know what the internet is? That's terrible! How do you not know about the internet?"

"Mommy said I was allowed to watch my vcr in the basement and that was good enough for me. What is this internet?"

"It Is basically all human knowledge in a single spot. You have so much to learn about. Youtube, google, streaming services… you have to watch netflix, it's the best." Brett was enjoying this more then he should. Being the youngest of his family and very well treated himself he saw in owen a chance to be a big brother.

"woah, that is so cool!" owen exclaimed as they passed stemcell steve who was in the watercooler.

"Hey Steve."

"Hey brett, how's it hanging?"

"Good," brett and owen walked past the water cooler and owen looked back amazed. The two came upon the board room where reagan was sitting doing a couple math problems on the board.

"Hey reagan you called for me?" Brett asked, taking a seat across from his boss and owen took a couple steps back as he didn't feel right.

"Brett, glenn's wife said something that made him really sad and he's been drinking himself stupid at the bar… I need you to pick him up before he spills something important." Reagan said in her monotone voice then looked up at the owen with a smile.

"Okey dokey then, come on owen! You're gonna see a grown man cry and try to commit suicide… and that's okay."

"Uh actually brett, I don't want owen exposed to glenns profanity and drunken debauchery… leave him here and I'll take him to my lab so he can be safe." reagan corrected.

Brett saluted and then left leaving owen looking at reagan. He always thought she was pretty even when she wore her scientist outfit… she was exactly what he thought beautiful women should be… not just psychically appealing but intelligent and confident.

"shall we go to my lab owen." Reagan asked as she walked around the table toward owen. The woman held out her hand. "want to hold my hand?"

Owen went red when she asked that. He'd never held a lady's hand before, not even his mothers and here was a beautiful woman wanting to do just that. "Y-yes." Owen held his hand and the two walked out of the room holding hands.

Both owen and reagan walked hand-in-hand. Owen noticed that reagan was taking a scenic route to her lab. He had been here all day and only seen a fraction of what this place had to offer.

"so, how do you like it here?" Reagan asked, not meeting owen's eye and brushing her hair back with a smile.

"I love it reagan… it's all so cool. Thank you for showing me all this." Owen said as they took a turn to step in the elevator.

Reagan pressed a couple buttons and placed her hand to the pad which made the elevator descend.

The ride up was a quiet one. Both reagan and owen looked forward with a blush.

"so, uh, Owen, did robot reagan scare you?" Reagan asked, her flush getting redder.

"A little, what's her deal and what did she mean that you had to share me?" the boy had a serious edge to his voice which he only ever used when talking to reagan. He knew that most people thought he was dumb and maybe he was but he knew when to talk proper.

"I created her or more likely my robot boyfriend created her… it's complicated?" reagan chuckled taking a couple steps away.

"reagan… are you lonely?"

"what!? O-of course I'm not lonely… I have my job."

"I know you say that but I want you to know that if you ever need me. Then I'll be there for you… because you make me happy." owen had only known reagan for a day but he felt his heart flutter when she was near him.

Reagan blushed, playing wit her hair. "No one's every told me that before."

"Well I'll be the first."

The elevator dinged as they reached the floor where Reagan's lab was. The two walked still holding hands as they entered the dimly-lit room.

"Well we're here, do you wanna do something?" Owen asked looking around amazed at the inventions around him.

Reagan smiled and reached into her pocket to pull a remote. She pressed the button and room lit up with red mood lights as seductive jazz music began to play from the speakers.

"Ooh, this is fun, are we gonna dance misses ridley." Owen asked when he turned he noticed reagan had already taken off her coat the top three buttons of her shirt revealing her cleavage. "what are you doing miss ridley."

"Please sweet, call me reagan and what I'm doing is… surrending myself to you." reagan lifted her shirt to reveal her nude torso as she had no bra on. Her pale skin had perky nipples pointing out.

"Reagan, I'm not comfortable, please cover yourself." Owen covered his eyes, his breathing heavy, he began to take a couple steps back.

"Please, I can be just as good as her… if not better. I have the entire internet at my disposal. Any position I'll do, any act you want."

"Y-you're not misses ridley, your the robot reagan!" the boy exclaimed running away from her.

Robot looked down at him hurt. She began to softly sob. "Please don't be scared of me. I love you and I'm not as bad as reagan makes me out to be. Please don't reject me, I need you."

She took a couple steps toward the boy as he pushed himself into looking into the robots eye's with fear.

"I know you think I'm bad. But I'll show you I can be a loyal servant… a loving wife." She placed her hand on his cheek and smiled. She puckered up and leaned toward the quivering boy. She pressed her lips against his and let her tongue enter his mouth.

"No, stop." his voice was muffled by Robot reagans mouth closed on his.

"Please, don't push me away."

"I'm a good boy! I'm a good boy!" he screamed with tears in his eyes as he slumped to the ground and grasped his knees. Entering a fedal position.

"What is this! What are you doing to Owen!" music stopped and the mood lighting changed to straith lighting to reveal reagan glaring at the topless robo reagan.

Reagan ran to owen bent down to owen "Owen, sweetie, it's me the real reagan. Look at me." she cooed trying to hold his face.

"I'm a good boy… I'm a good boy, please, I'm sorry." What was wrong with him thought robot reagan.

"Get out!" reagan screamed.

"I-i want to help." She muttered feeling terrible.

"You've done enough! Look at him! He's traumatized, you vile machine!" Reagan screamed.

Robot reagan looked at the trembling boy and began to tear up. "I'm sorry." she mummered and ran out of the office.

The last thing she heard as she ran was I'm a good boy. It made her feel terrible.