Connor and Hank wandered in to the station with bright smiles, Hank ruffling Connor's hair before the two sat down at their desks. The android shot the lieutenant a dirty look while Hank laughed, walking over to the other side of the room to get an update on the events of the two days they had been off. It had been a great break, the pair simply enjoying each other's company while Hank introduced Connor to a few games.
As Connor began to embrace more sides of the 'humanity' emerging from his deviancy, Hank had discovered the android actually had quite the sense of fun. He was keen to try lots of different things, and Hank was finding the appeal to being the one responsible for that. After that first day of catching Connor with the water balloons a week ago, he'd been trying to find other opportunities. Thus far the chance hadn't come, but Hank knew it would only be a matter of time.
He didn't know Connor had begun his own plans.
While Hank was away Connor found himself looking at their various case files when he heard a raised voice on the other side of the station. He glanced to his right and quickly ignored it when he realised the ruckus was nothing more than one Gavin Reed complaining at how his latest partner had requested to transfer over to Hank and Connor's team. He didn't know why, but Connor felt a slight sense in victory at hearing that. Maybe it was something to with the fact that it meant they could do more to help other androids?
Or it could be that Gavin was an ass and Connor couldn't help but smile when someone else agreed with that conclusion.
Grabbing the mug sitting on Hank's desk, Connor wandered through to the break room to make the older man a coffee. He was humming along to himself as the machine worked, unaware of the figure which walked through and was presently glaring at his back. "Hey, plastic!"
Connor fought the urge to sigh at the insult, instead rolling his eyes before he turned around and gave Gavin a patient smile. "Yes, Detective?" he answered in a friendly tone.
Gavin glowered at him before grabbing another mug from the cupboard and tossing it at him. Connor caught it instinctively. "You're getting another order."
The android turned his head curiously. "And what conditions facilitate your assumption that I will follow through on such a request?" While he spoke much more casually nowadays, Connor knew that speaking in 'technospeak' wound Gavin up, and he always got a small thrill out of seeing the furious glint in the detective's eye.
A fist grabbed Connor's jacket and brought him level with Gavin's livid eyes. "Because it's a fucking order, you piece of shit; and I'd love the chance to make your life hell."
Connor spied Hank come back into the main room and was about to retort when an idea suddenly struck him. In his time researching 'pranks' to play on Hank, one of his discoveries came to mind. The android gave Gavin a friendly smile as he shifted the hand which gripped him away. "There is no need for the threat, Detective. All you need to do is ask politely." Gavin sneered as he stormed off, leaving the room swiftly as he saw Hank clock their encounter.
The lieutenant strode over with intent, glowering at Gavin as the other man walked past. He appeared in the break room and gave Connor a concerned look. "Everything all right, Connor?" he asked with concern.
Connor gave him a small smile. "Everything is fine, Hank, nothing I can't handle. It's just Detective Reed being his normal charming self."
Hank shook his head with a dark expression. "I don't know why you put up with his shit, Connor. I'd have knocked him out by now."
The android simply turned away and went back to the machine. "It is nothing to be concerned with. I will be back shortly." Hank wasn't happy with his response but walked away, leaving Connor be. Now alone, Connor smiled with a glint in his eye, looking through the cupboards for the key to his plan.
Two minutes later he reappeared in the main room, dropping off a coffee on Gavin's desk before giving Hank his own one. Gavin smirked as he picked up the steaming mug, Hank glaring at him coldly while Connor sat down and began working, ignoring Hank's look at him.
Everyone watched in shock as Gavin swiftly spat out the beverage a second later, soaking his computer and causing it to short circuit. The room was deathly silent as everyone watched Gavin splutter in disgust. "What the fuck-" With a look of pure hate he stood and marched over to Connor, Hank standing and pushing him back before he could get close. "The fuck did you do, plastic?!" Gavin spat in his direction.
"Hey! Less of that!" Hank snapped in response, getting right into Gavin's face.
Connor look over to them innocently. "Forgive me, Detective, but I seem to have forgotten your requirements. I take it you do not like it?"
Gavin was about to point right in Connor's face when a shout from the side of the room caught their attention. "Reed!" They all turned to see Captain Fowler glaring. "My office, now!"
After steaming for a couple more seconds Gavin glared icily at both Hank and Connor before he stormed away. Hank's eyes kept following him until he saw the detective vanish into the captain's office, letting out a breath before he sat back down at his desk. He then turned his attention to the android which had gone back to working, but Hank saw the glint in his eyes. "Connor…" Hearing his name Connor turned his attention across the desk and Hank instantly saw the small smile on his face. "What did you do?" he asked amusedly.
Connor shrugged. "I just made Detective Reed a coffee, Hank, nothing more." He turned back to his desk and was about to start typing again before he looked back to Hank with a wink. "I believe I may have misconstrued the salt lying in the cupboard for sugar, however."
Hank started howling in laughter, and Connor smiled. "That was beautiful, kid. Please feel free to do that again the next time the asshole picks on you."
"I believe the detective may refrain from bothering me again on that issue."
Unsurprisingly, Connor was right. Hank couldn't stop smirking at Gavin for the rest of the week.