Daft P.U.N.K.

Author's Note: Enjoy the story and R&R.

Disclaimer: I do not own anything related to or of Yu-Gi-Oh! SEVENS or Yu-Gi-Oh! VRAINS.

Pairing: Asana x Tiger tension.

Summary:

The Heavy Cavalry Duel Club is sent a drone to help clean up, and Roboppi makes things awkward for Kamijo "Tiger" Haruka.

"You're a drone," Tiger pronounced.

"I'm Roboppi, su!"

"Asacchi hates drones."

"Aw, you remembered." Asana touched her heart with her glove.

Mutsuba Asana and Kamijo "I Told You to Call Me Tiger!" Haruka were with the Heavy Cavalry Duel Club, convened to address the human-scale machine dropped in a wooden crate on their doorstep.

"It sounds like you, Great One!" Galient cried in that manly baritone too manly for an elementary school student.

"I believe Yuga thought it'd be deferential to program it with my voice."

"Yuga? You mean he sent this to you?" Tiger asked.

"Yep. It cleans, it folds, it scrubs bathtubs!"

"You don't have to be sarcastic. If martial arts have taught me one thing, it's that sometimes the greatest enemy you have to overcome is yourself. I can help send this to the scrapheap if you like."

"And bang up Yuga's gift? No. I have more pride than that. I'll merely have to get used to the idea of a robot neatening things up around Goha 6th."

Roboppi saluted.

Schwer winced because presentation was his job.

Darn it. Tiger was hoping to get a few punches in. It's not every day you're tossed an iron maiden to swat into the depths of space.

"That doesn't seem very 'Mutsuba Asana' of you."

"You're right. It doesn't. But I'm up for the challenge. I had to get used to this grumpier version of you. Didn't I, Harucchi?"

Haruka became flustered, relying on her catchphrase to cover her blush, despite explicitly okaying otherwise. "Tiger. I told you. Call me Tiger."

"I'm detecting irregular breathing! Tiger-san is experiencing feedback commonly associated with concealment of romantic feelings, su!" Roboppi offered an informed yet inconsiderate (and for Tiger, embarrassingly accurate) computation.

"SHUT UP, you daft punk! Stick to vacuuming!"

The flush on Haruka's cheeks rebounded back and forth like she was a fighting game character trapped in a combo, and Asana giggled childishly over the angry girl's rush to drown out her true feelings with noise.

"Coo-coo!"

"Monsieur! Hatrap is correct! We best not stand in the way, schwer!"

"I agree," Galient agreed a withdrawal was necessary. "Fall back! For the Great One and Tiger-dono!"

Ah, the Great One and her inseparable friend!

They grew up so fast!