Got this one out faster than before! Go me. Yay. Woo hoo. And… I'll shut up now.

Requested by DeliciouslyDangerous1 and Astrid16.

"If she would just answer her phone," Lloyd grumbled to himself, pressing the brake on his vehicle. He came to a stop at Borg Industries, still muttering.

"She tells me to come pick her up downtown at 5 pm, after shopping all day. When I go to Martles to meet her, she's not there! So I call her. And she doesn't answer. Text her… Guess what? No reply! I end up running all over the mall to try and find her, with still no return call or message." The Golden Ninja slammed the car door shut and stormed into the building. "You can't just expect a guy to run all over the city for you when you're not where you're supposed to be at the time that you specified specifically when you told him to come pick you up later in the day at the place that you said would be-" Stopping his stream of frustration abruptly, Lloyd thought hard for a moment.

"That made no sense."

He looked around. "And… I'm talking to myself. I must be going insane from all those perfumes I was sprayed with while running through the mall. Those sales ladies are ruthless."

A small gear flew through the air and clanged against the wall. "UGH!" The silver-skinned woman fumbled with a clump of wires, letting out a yell in her frustration. Pixal rarely got upset, but when it came to her complex systems, she was often at a loss. Especially when she had to repair any damaged parts on her own. "That will be the last time I allow Cyrus to test one of his inventions on me," she said to herself. The man had enthusiastically asked Pixal to be the subject in his experiment, which had involved several thousand volts of electricity, an odd looking helmet and a speech of sorts about how he was going to "…unlock the brain's full capacity!" All the machine had done was fry her secondary servo and short out three of the eight wires connecting to her power core. In addition to feeling weak, these circumstances had really pushed Pixal's buttons. She hated when her systems broke down. It made her feel weak, something she was not. Cyrus had apologized profusely and offered to repair her, but Pixal had refused politely and stated she would do it herself.

Now she was really regretting that decision. "Ah!" she yelped after receiving a jolt of electricity from the live, exposed ends of a wire. Her chest panel still open, Pixal slid down behind one of the metal cabinets and sighed. What good was she if she couldn't even fix a few small broken gears?

Humans do have doctors, she thought, but I am no human. I can handle this on my own.

Pixal knew she was over her head, but refused to admit it. Pride was one of the human-like traits she had acquired since meeting the Ninja, and it had set in strong when it came to her machinery. She just had to do this alone!

A voice echoed from the hallway, "...and another thing, you have to call and say you won't be there, if you're not gonna be there!"

Oh no. Someone was coming. Pixal struggled to shut her chest panel but the wires hanging out from it wouldn't let it close. "Come on," she whispered. Ignoring the shock she received by touching the exposed wires, Pixal stuffed them inside the panel and mashed it shut.

Now my panel latch is likely damaged as well.

Pixal peeked around the edge of the cabinet and spotted a blond-haired man entering the lab.

"Honestly, Nya, where the heck are you…"

The android stood slowly and smiled slightly at the Golden Ninja.

Lloyd jumped in surprise. "Pixal! I didn't see you!" he exclaimed. "Where were you at when I came in?"

"Simply performing a few repairs." She coughed. "On Mr. Borg's machinery, I mean." Pixal swayed slightly, her damaged system taking its toll.

"Are you alright?" Lloyd asked, concerned.

Pixal quickly straightened. "Yes. Fine. What brings you here?"

He sighed. "I was supposed to pick up Nya from the mall, but she wasn't there! I looked everywhere and still couldn't find her. She didn't answer any of my calls or texts, and still didn't reply even after I left a voicemail! Seriously, why would she tell me to pick her up and then just disappear…" Lloyd's voice faded into the distance while Pixal put her full focus on staying upright. Her vision swirled, tiny error messages popping into her view. The man continued talking, his lips moving, but Pixal heard no sound. Without the wires connecting to her core, Pixal's systems were unable to function.

System Shut Down Initiated

The world tipped sideways and Pixal fell to meet the ground. Before she fully collapsed, something caught her fall. What or who it was, she did not know. Darkness closed in before she could figure that out.

So much for my pride…

"Pixal!" Lloyd shouted and leapt forward to catch her. The android landed limply in his arms, cold and lifeless. "No, no, no…" He picked her up and carried her over to one of the many tables in the lab. Laying her down gently, Lloyd placed two fingers against her neck and felt for her pulse. It was faint, but there.

Lloyd racked his brain to try to find a way to help her. He was no doctor! He was no inventor either! What could he do?

Cyrus!

Running to the intercom, Lloyd sent a message through the whole building. "Cyrus! This is Lloyd. Come quick to the North Wing lab! It's an emergency!" No reply.

CAN'T ANYONE ANSWER MY MESSAGES TODAY?!

"Okay, Lloyd, think…"

Her panel!

Lloyd dashed back to Pixal's side and tried to open her panel. It was jammed somehow. After a moment, Lloyd wrenched it open as carefully as he could and examined her wires. The damage inside was extensive. Disconnected wires and sparking wires scared the heck out of the Golden Ninja. He took a deep breath. Lloyd had taken lessons in repairing machines from Nya and Zane, but this was a completely different matter! Pixal was a delicate, complex android, her systems nothing like the bulky mechanisms of a jet engine.

But I don't have a choice.

Steadying his trembling fingers, Lloyd reached for one of the wires.

About an hour later, the man gently shut Pixal's panel and breathed shakily. He had done his best to repair the damage, connecting and melding wires back to their appropriate location, placing gears in their sections. Lloyd scanned her features but saw no change.

She's so beautiful…

He ran a hand gently across her silver cheek and whispered, "Come on, baby…"

System Reboot Initiated

Pixal gasped and sat straight up.

Lloyd jumped back in shock then ran to her side. "Pixal! You're… you're alright!"

"Yes, I am functioning within normal parameters," she stated. "But how have my systems been restored?" Pixal asked, confused.

Lloyd smiled, seeming relieved. "Well… there was no one else around, so I did my best to fix the damage. How did that happen anyway?"

"Mr. Borg wished me to participate in an experiment," she replied.

With a groan, Lloyd stepped closer and said, "Man, that guy's even crazier than Jay when it comes to inventions."

Pixal laughed. "He is indeed very… enthusiastic when his work is involved." She suddenly realized their faces were closer than she had thought. She blushed. "Thank you, Lloyd, for fixing me."

"You don't need to thank me," he said quietly, running his hand across her cheek

She tipped her chin upward while he lowered his face to hers. Wrapping her arms around his neck, Pixal felt the sensation she had come to know as love run through her servos. They remained this way, locked in each other's embrace, for quite some time.

"Oh dear, I just realized that I forgot to tell Lloyd you were picking me up!" Nya told Zane as they entered the elevator inside Borg Industries.

Zane shrugged with a grin. "His vehicle is outside, so I assume he gave up the search anyway."

They laughed but stopped in shock when the elevator door opened onto the North Wing lab. Inside the lab were Lloyd and Pixal. Kissing.

Clearing his throat, Zane stepped into the room. Immediately, the two broke apart and gasped, seeing their audience. Lloyd turned bright red; Pixal's cheeks were tinted dark grey, her form of blushing. The room was silent for a moment, until an odd noise came from near the elevator door. All three turned to look in the direction of the sound and saw Nya with a hand clamped over her mouth. She noticed they were looking at her and couldn't hold it in any longer. Sliding to the floor, Nya laughed so hard that tears ran from her eyes. Zane joined in, chuckling.

"What?" Lloyd asked in frustration.

Nya tried to speak but couldn't, her words coming out as snorts and guffaws.

"WHAT?!" the Golden Ninja repeated.

Waving at Zane helplessly, Nya signaled that he should explain. The nindroid turned to the embarrassed pair and grinned. "We were wondering when you'd get around to telling us."

Pixal and Lloyd looked at each other, then back at the giggling two. "So, you knew?" Pixal asked.

They both nodded in reply, still laughing.

Lloyd shrugged. "Well, as long as it's out in the open…" He turned Pixal toward him and brought his lips to hers once more.

I loved writing that! I'm officially a GreenCircuit shipper...

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I'm not sure what you mean by 'sick!Lloyd X sneezekink!reader'. Sorry, I'm not real proficient in fanfiction abbreviations/wording. But I'll be glad to write it as soon as I know what it means! If you could either PM me on your real account (which I won't reveal on the fanfiction if you don't want me to) or write another review that explains what you mean. :D

(I totally love how you didn't login. That's so me. xD)