Peridot sat in the barn tinkering with some old tech she had excavated from the farm-fields when it happened. A sudden squeal of tires had grabbed her attention and she was quick to drop the project and make her way to the window.
She found Debbie standing in front of another man; this one was a bit scrawnier than Mr. Madruid. A quick scan of her vital signs revealed an elevated heart rate and signs of increased perspiration.
Peridot raised a brow in suspicion. Why was she so worried about this man? He didn't look very scary.
However, a sharp spike of shock etched itself into Peridot's features when the man lunged forward and gripped Debbie by the shoulders, shaking her violently. Peridot's brow creased with light concern and irritation as Debbie grit her teeth and tried to fight back, pride seeping into her systems when the man drew back angrily, deep bloody marks puncturing his arms from Debbie's nails.
However, the pride was short-lived as the other man drew a gun from within his coat and pointed it at the woman. Peridot tensed in alarm.
"Deploy Featheroids V_1-3, target: Human Male_additional targets include all active projectile possessors within the area." Peridot commanded sharply, giving a quick command code to her robots.
Three bird like creatures quickly whizzed past the green gem's head and towards the two humans. V-I, dubbed as DuckBlaster by Steven, spewed bullet after bullet at the now startled human male.
Debbie stumbled back, falling backwards over the stairs and into her porch in equal amounts of shock. V-II and V-III, LaserOwl and Cheeper respectively, both immediately set to work on aiming for weak spot while synchronously attempting to disarm the man.
Peridot chuckled darkly to herself as the man let out a high pitched wail, screaming she believed it was called, before making a run for it. The Featheroids pursued the man as he all but scrambled into his vehicle and frantically activated it.
With a roar of the engine the man rapidly spun the car around and took off down the road. Peridot gave them a brief command to follow him to a certain point and then return, before making her way down from the upper landing of the barn's interior and down to the main floor where Debbie had made her way to during the commotion.
"What the hell was that?" Debbie asked, bewildered but quickly adding, "Not that I'm not grateful. Thank you, really..."
"They are Featheroids, V_1-3 to be exact. I designed them after observing various forms of the more primitive carbon-based life on this planet." Peridot said nonchalantly.
"Hold on, you mean to say you built those?" Debbie gaped and Peridot couldn't help but feel a swirl of pride bubble through her circuits.
"Of course I did. Who else could have?" She replied somewhat haughtily to which Debbie replied with a laugh.
An awkward sort of silence fell between the two as the weight of their one conversation, and even the actions that had just transpired between the two of them, began to make itself present.
Enemies didn't save one another.
Enemies didn't encourage them to try food or learn new things.
Enemies didn't compliment one another's achievements or applaud their handiwork.
But both Debbie and Peridot were doing such things...so what did that make them?
With an awkward sort of shuffle Debbie finally spoke up, "Well, uh, as I said...thanks for the save."
"Yeah, sure." Peridot looked away.
As the silence stretched further Debbie sighed and kicked her foot against the dirt, "See you inside."
"...whatever."
Flinching only minutely, Debbie took it as a chance to take her leave. So with a lazily spin on her heel, the human quietly padded out of the barn and towards the house, leaving Peridot to her own thoughts and devices.