A/N: Thank you all for reading my first chapter :c it was short and brief but I'll try my best to make this one as interesting as possible even though it's kinda short still xD

I don't own any of the Death Note characters except for my OC Pixel. Please review and stuff :D but please be nice ._.

Oh, and the stuff in italics? They're either emphasized or a flashback. I actually have no idea what a "personality pack" or any of that techy stuff Matt is doing or saying so please don't hold it against me k? Okay bye :D

Matt was measuring the skeleton with his fingers and clumsily cut out large strips to lay out on the template. So far, skin was overlapping the frame and wires hung out everywhere. Remains of his inventions lay out, which included a jet pack microwave, music playing oven, and other robots. But this time he was sure he was going to get it right.

Matt was melting metal against this microwave to secure rockets on it. He grinned and tapped one pointy end to perfection, only to dent around it. He frowned and tapped it again with his hammer and dented it even more.

Mello walked in and saw it, and snorted. "What's that supposed to be?"

Matt grinned at his curiosity and took out a remote from his back pocket."I'll show you!" He pressed the button and waited for-

BOOM. The microwave made a loud explosion sound and caught on fire. "FUCK!" Matt cried and Mello ran to get a bucket of water and dumped it on Matt's microwave.

The innovation was a metal piece of burned and hot boo boo.

"You're paying for that." Mello said finally, dumping the bucket after him while walking away to leave Matt and the mess. Matt never tried to invent anything else after that…

Mello walked out of the room once again and looked at Matt's sculpture and burst out laughing. "PFFFFT… you call that a robot?" Matt glared at him and protectively guarded it in case Mello wanted to destroy it.

"I'm not done yet." He said pretending to be occupied while Mello was still laughing so he would leave him alone.

'Seriously-'he thought, 'would it kill him to be a little nicer to me considering I let him boss me around like I'm his slave or something?'

Mello watched him while he tinkered away, throwing him the occasional smirk or snort.

'Just cut a few inches off that layer… ' Matt thought to himself as he took the blade and made long and quick cuts down the sides of the model before declaring it finished, punching the air in triumph. He tested the movement and the flexibility of the skin by moving the robot and Mello actually watched him with interest, surprised he didn't fail so far.

Matt moved the figure delicately and carefully aside and away from Mello and began working on the wig he would use to match the girl in the game. He thought it'd be easier to just buy a cosplay outfit and make the robot wear it but since he hacked for the game before the official release date, it's not like anyone would want to dress up like a character they didn't even know existed.

Five hours later…

Mello was officially bored with watching the gamer hairspray each strand, straighten, and curl it. He grunted and yawned, stretching out his legs "Does it really have to be perfect?" He asked with irritation in his voice.

Matt's eyes were glued onto the wig and had a pair of scissors in his mouth for convenience. "You were the one who told me to do this, plus if it doesn't look like her then I won't be as satisfied..." he said without any emotion in his voice because he was completely engrossed in his project.

"It's not like I was being sarcastic or kidding with you." The blonde scoffed.

"It's not like you're stopping me." The red head countered.

"Tch." Mello left before he could be put into further shame and Matt didn't even notice.

His personality pack was being downloaded onto the hard drive he would put into the robot and make her seem like the asshole in the game he knows. He ordered an outfit be custom made by someone who could actually use a sewing machine unlike the two lazy teens living in the apartment.

The only time Matt was really motivated was when it included video games or extreme satisfaction for him.

Mello only did something when it got him somewhere, like closer to beating Near which is why he studies night and day nonstop. He was reading a theory book in his room and the fan blowing straight at his face and turning the pages of the book whenever he went to reach for the highlighter, which made him slam the table with his hands due to frustration and his temperamental manner.

This didn't bother Matt though, he was dying sections of the wig white and a bright blue and even got some on his precious gloves.

Ping. The download was complete and Matt hopped up and took the hard drive, placing it in the center of the robot and connecting wires, pressing buttons on some odd device until the robot surged with life and started beeping.

Matt punched the air once again and started dancing around in his socks, slipping and sliding everywhere cheering "Oh yeah! Who's the boss?"

While the robot was taking in all of the information, Mello noticed the thumping and cheering coming from outside his room and opened the door again, slamming it into the previously poorly duct taped crack. "Shut up!" he snarled at the red head.

Matt ignored him and grabbed him, dragging him to the robot. "Look Mells! It worked!" he cheered trying to make the older male dance with him. Mello snatched his hand away and slammed the door closed, leaving Matt's party to the solitude of his room.

The completed wig was placed and glued onto the head of the robot and she looked complete except for the fact she was naked in robot terms. Matt covered her with sheets and flicked her switch off. The tailor should be here any minute now with his clothes, so he sat down and enjoyed the bit of rest he earned after a few days worth of work.

'Would I smack her across the face with a gun or should I just stab her? That's no fun though, I want her to suffer!' Matt thought, with an evil glint in his eyes that shined behind his goggles. He pulled out his gun and propped a pillow against the couch and practiced his smacking, holding his wrist at a certain angle to see which throws the pillow further.

After a few minutes of repeated smacking, he got bored and his wrist started to hurt so he pulled out a steak knife from a plate that was left there before from the previous night's dinner. He proceeded to slash and swipe at the pillow with sound effects.

"SHHHIIIING! YEAH TAKE THAT!" Matt yelled with passion at the mess of the plushy stuff in the pillows no one really bothered to know the names of.

Meanwhile…

Mello had his hair tied back and his nose buried in the same theory book he made quite a progress on. He didn't bother checking on Matt because he thought the sound effects were coming from his stupid game, so he just continued to read.

A fly decided to bother Mello and flew in his face. He swatted it away but it smacked him in the face over and over before he grumbled and stood up angrily, making the chair he was sitting in fall backwards and hit the floor with a loud smack.

He trapped the fly in the dark, hot room and went to grab the fly swatter from the kitchen when-

"SERIOUSLY? WHAT THE FUCK MATT?" Mello stormed after walking straight into a mess of cut up pillow chunks.

Matt stopped his slicing and looked up to see Mello towering over him with a shadowy aura. Matt dropped the knife and he felt scared, of course.

'Holy shit, Mello's gonna kill me!' Matt thought as he just stared at his "best friend" with eyes as wide as his goggles.

Mello raised his fisted hand and was about to strike the poor gamer before a cold, stiff hand grabbed his gloved one and threw him onto the floor.

Mello was enraged and glanced up to see his thread.

It was the robot.

"Oh shiiiiit…" Matt said before backing away from the two quickly, since they both had quite a murderous personality before anything bad really happened…

A/N : Sorry to end it so boringly xD I ran out of ideas for this chapter but be prepared to be introduced to the robot in the next! I'll try to get it out as soon as possible.