Completely creative chapter title.

Except not really.

Warnings: More bot sex.

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Imperfectly Impure Inseparability

Alice placed a hand over her mouth in order to catch a small yawn her body released as her sat up in her bed.

The insistent buzz from her cell phone's vibration along with the low hum of some Indie song that Nightmare had fitted in as her ringtone a while back when he had been tinkering with her cell at school caused Alice to slip her hand beneath her pillow to silence it.

With the amount of light in her room she was able to come to the conclusion that she had probably slept in a bit longer than usual.

It had to be around 11 am or so.

As one of her hands clutched at her phone, her other went to the side of her head drowsily with drooping eyes. Her body still felt heavy and she really wanted to go back to bed.

Her teal eyes shifted over to the right side of her queen-sized bed where another body laid stilly.

Glasses-less, white pajama clad, and as Adonis attractive as ever, Peter slept soundlessly beside her. Though she supposed using the word 'sleep' in association to his current state was a bit of a stretch… Technically it was him in stand-by mode.

He already had enough charge in his battery to last him the rest of the week so he didn't need to be plugged in overnight. He always hated charging whenever he was in bed with her and though Alice reassured him that it wasn't a bother at all to her, Peter said it was more personal preference than anything. For that, he usually charged himself when she was at school or just generally wasn't around.

She actually had a feeling it was because he didn't want her to remember that he was a bot.

It wasn't only him charging in front of her. Peter also didn't like it whenever her mother or father brought up bringing him to the shop for a tune up or system upgrade, his expression when they did so was always so solemn... Not only that, but Alice had not too long ago come to notice that the manual booklet for Peter that she had received when she first opened him had gone missing from her countertop.

Little reminders of his true existence like those seemed to make him insecure and she didn't really approach him about it.

What she did do was constantly attempt to remind him that though he was a bot, he was still an important person to her.

She didn't see him as another toy or piece of property like other bot owners did with their 'companions.' Alice truly saw Peter as a one of kind being that was irreplaceable and it was obvious that her treasuring him in such a way had a positive effect on his psyche.

Alice really did love Peter.

After having him around for nearly five months now, it was hard not to let him become so close to her.

"You only received about seven hours and thirteen minutes of rest, Alice. Are you sure you want to get up so soon?"

Hearing his voice more than likely would have startled her if it weren't for the fact she was so used to him doing that to her so often.

Alice sat with her legs over the side of her bed as she glanced over her shoulder at the bot that stared up at her with drowsy looking red eyes.

Even without his glasses he was still so good-looking…

"It'll be 12 pm soon. I don't want to spend all day in bed." Alice yawned with a hand over her mouth and right then she brought her phone forward in order to glance at whatever notification she had received that woke her up, "I'll feel like I wasted my weekend."

1 New Text Message

From: Crysta

Hiiiii! Just reminding you that we're still headed to the mall today! I'll be over at your house in the next thirty minutes or so! :) xxx

God, she completely forgot.

Her thoughts that were now beginning to circulate faster in a mad attempt to remember what plans she had concocted with Crysta were put on hold as Peter audibly picked himself up on the bed, "Teenagers require between nine hours to nine hours and thirty minutes of sleep to be healthy and—"

"I know, I know. You want me to be healthy and yatta, yatta, yatta." Alice waved off dismissively as she prepared to stand to her feet. It was too often that she heard him go off on a tirade about the same old thing.

Alice found her feet hitting the floor and right after she instantly made her way toward the corner of her room to retrieve her towel, "I'm going to freshen up. Feel free to stay in bed longer if you want." She airily addressed before exiting.

Even as she made her way into the bathroom, she couldn't help but sigh because she knew that was probably the last thing he'd do.

He'd get up, straighten the bed, and then fix himself up for the day so when she got out the two of them could have breakfast together.

Always the same old schedule.

After brushing her teeth and stripping herself of her clothing, Alice leaned down against the edge of the tub in order to turn on the faucet and feel at the temperature until it was at a comfortable setting.

When she became satisfied with it, she got the shower head to begin dispersing its stream before she stepped in past the opaque shower curtains.

The female hadn't even properly gotten herself soaked under the water before the sound of the door being knocked on reached her ears.

"Come in," She lightly stated with her eyes moving over to the shelves of soaps in search for her hair shampoo.

Briefly considering if she should wash her hair now or later on at night, Alice found her thoughts shattering at the reply from beyond the thin layer of curtains at her left along with the audible indication that the door had been opened.

"Alice?"

Alice paused, "Yes, Peter?"

The door noticeably closed after her words and she found herself growing slightly quizzical at what he could possibly want.

"You're showering?" His voice curiously inquired, his tone genuinely coming off as somewhat wistful, if not innocent and that enough made Alice roll her eyes, though a good natured smile was still present on her lips.

"Indeed I am. What was your first clue?" Though she considered peeking her head out of the curtains to look at him, she decided against it and inside went over to pick up her body wash and light blue loofah sponge.

He was quiet for a moment and Alice already knew what he was going to ask next.

It certainly wasn't going to be the first time they'd done this.

Just as she prepared herself to ask what he wanted, he was already continuing, his question not at all coming as a surprise.

"May I have the honor of showering alongside you?"

It was indecent without a single doubt.

Even for them, showering with one another was somewhat scandalous and out there, but they had both done it before, several times in fact.

The first time had been a spur of the moment thing because Alice had ended up rolling around in some grass during one of their Sunday afternoon sessions and Peter's mild mysophobic side at been unleashed on her when he frantically exclaimed that the only way for her to get perfectly cleaned was if he did it himself.

It had started innocent enough.

Until Peter took off his clothes when he realized standing in the shower in dress pants and a button up wasn't exactly practical.

That had to have been about three months back. She'd had been pretty used to seeing Peter and all sides to him, but that came off as a bit of a surprise to her.

In fact, it showed off a side to herself that Alice hadn't even known she had in her.

"I'm not planning on taking a long shower you know. I'm coming out in like two seconds—" Her words didn't even get a chance to end as Peter was already stepping in.

Instinctively, Alice's arms flung over her chest protectively and she took a step backward, more under the direct stream of the hot water that ran down her hair, "Peter!"

Peter stood fully inside of the shower now, his body entirely bare and his rabbit ears slightly droopy on top of his head. He still didn't have his glasses on and he rubbed at one of his eyes with a smile on his face, "We can both take a quick shower together, Alice!" He hyped out warmly.

Minding herself to keep her eyes to his chest and up, Alice turned around to detach the shower head from its position above in order to spray the taller male directly in the face with it.

Peter sputtered beneath the current of it until Alice placed it downward, an irritated expression on her face while she regarded him.

One of her arms still remained hugging over her breast, as though censoring her nipples from view and she huffed as she placed the shower head back up, "Next time you ask a question, wait for an answer before deciding things on your own!"

Stubbornly, she turned around to have her back facing him before she turned her attention back to her soap and loofah to begin probably scrubbing herself.

Peter whined, his hands moving to grab at her shoulders and Alice nearly jumped from how cold his touch seemed, "Let me clean you, Alice!"

"Leave me alone and let me clean myself or else I'll kick you out."

"But Alice—"

"Peter,"

"Come on," He beckoned and Alice halted her movements for a moment when she felt his lips kiss at her shoulder lightly, "You know I like helping you. It's been a while since I helped you shower." His voice became lower and the female nearly had trouble hearing him beneath the consistent noise of the shower's water hitting the marbled surface at their feet.

Alice bit her bottom lip as she felt his hands moving forward to cover over hers.

His touch was gentle and she allowed him to guide her scrubber clutching hand over her stomach.

Peter took a step closer to her, his body now pressing against her back in a way that made her let out a low exhale.

The bot's hand glided the soaped sponge up to her breasts and Alice couldn't help but lean back into his chest when she felt his free hand momentarily leave its spot at her side in order to teasingly rub at her clit.

So they were really doing this then.

Alice turned around to face him, all her irritation from him being inside with her from before gone as she now dropped the loofah from her hand in favor of bringing Peter's face down closer to her own for a kiss.

His body works perfectly against hers, first moving down at her will to her face and his lips practically meld against hers as though they've always belonged there.

She couldn't help but let out a moan amid their kiss when she felt his hand return back to her clit, his fingers rubbing at it teasingly in such a way that Alice began growing frustrated for more.

There was no doubt in her mind that Peter sensed this right after he broke their kiss.

The white haired male brushed some of his wet bangs from his eyes and turned his body toward the wall of the shower and Alice could never be as happy that the family owned such a large tub than at moments like these.

Already knowing they're going to have to make do with everything at the wall, she moved over to have her back against the cold surface. The water continued spraying downward on them and she felt herself tense up in anticipation when Peter bent one of his knees and braced it against the wall beneath her legs.

Alice took that moment to look up at the meticulous bot, her attention primarily focused on his face for the most part.

He looked so concentrated almost as though he were on a mission, his white rabbit ears that normally pointed up erect now appeared dimly grey and fell down in a droopy fashion at the sides of his head.

She allowed her gaze to follow the consistent flow of water that cascaded down from his neck and trailed its way to his chest, dividing into different streams over his lean chest made her eyes continue going downward past his erect cock to his legs.

Even in this position, she couldn't help but be impressed with how comfortable she was.

Shower sex in theory always seemed like a good idea, but in practice there was no way it'd be anything less than awkward and uncomfortable considering how slippery and hard the surfaces were.

One of Peter's hands moved to grasp over hers, his touch as gentle but firm as always as he slowly allowed it to above her head on the slick surface of the wall.

Right after he'd done so, Alice's back squirmed against the tile behind her as she felt his cock first make it past her thighs into her.

He kept her supported, his free hand grasping at her side to stop her from having any sort of chance of falling though that was the last thing on her mind as the rhythm of his thrusts began to drive her mad.

His pace was so unbelievably slow, each thrust so slow and deep that she had to swat away at his hand that pinned hers overhead in favor of throwing both of her arms around his neck, desperate to get them closer and to push herself back onto him after he pulled out.

"Alice," Peter lowly spoke out, his hands moving to grip at more firmly before he pressed her back up against this wall, this time harder in a way that caused her breasts to flatten against his chest.

With his thrusts now beginning to pick up in intensity and the air around them growing more and more hot from the still running shower, Alice moaned, her bottom lip quivering while she clung to him persistently.

She felt Peter's fingers tighten against her body and with his pace increasing in intensity, the brunette could definitely feel her orgasm building up faster with every single push and pull that he performed on her. Her legs curled around his body right as she came with one last embarrassing moan.

Even with that, Peter managed to keep her steady and not drop her and Alice had to let out one heavy breath in between her pants, her grip on the male not loosening even as they still stood under the shower head, getting soaked with their bodies basically plastered against one another.

After getting her more than brief moment of recovery, Alice managed to get Peter to put her back down as reluctant as he had been.

Her legs felt weak and she hung her head downward under the steamy water in order to walk over to the faucet's knob to turn it off.

Behind her, she could hear Peter opening up the shower curtains the moment the shower head turned off and Alice couldn't help but hang her dripping wet hair forward.

She had been meant to take a two second shower and it turned into that, where neither of them really even got clean.

Her face still felt hot and though she knew it'd be too easy to blame its flushness on the water, she owned up to her feeling rather shamefully as she turned to the left in order to exit out the tub.

"God, I really hope we weren't too loud." She muttered out, though it was mostly to herself as she grabbed one of the white hair drying towels to wrap her hair up in.

She hadn't even had a chance to wash her hair.

As Peter moved to helpfully offer over her floral printed towel, a pleasant smile on his face while he did so, the brunette inwardly cursed to herself.

Though really, if she had a chance to go back in time, she would have made the same decision…

She could always wash her hair later on tonight after all.

"Thank you." Alice mumbled, her eyes shyly moving away from the taller male's as he grabbed a spare towel from one of the shelves to use as his own.

After securely wrapping it around his waist, Peter tilted his head to the side, "We weren't loud at all! It certainly wasn't the quietest you've ever been, but you were perfect as always, Alice!" He assured firmly with his rabbit ears twitching and Alice could see it shaking off some of the water on its matted fur.

Though she knew that was meant to be a compliment, she could only shake her head as she opened the bathroom door before quickly making her way to her room, the whole while praying that neither Edith or either of her parents would happen to pass by and see both she and Peter leaving in only their towels.

At this point in time she was sure that all three of them knew that she and Peter were in that sort of relationship, but no one so far had ever directly said anything. It was all just in silent communication.

Alice really hoped it'd stay that way.

God knew she would never be able to handle any sort of talk like that from anybody.

She got it enough from Blood and Vivaldi whenever they decided to drop her by with random calls to ask how the relationship between her and Peter was going.

From the second she stepped back into her room, the brunette had to sigh as she did a mini-jog over to her properly made up bed were her phone laid on her side of the mattress vibrating and ringing persistently.

Behind her, Peter closed the door and Alice unlocked the phone in order to view the new surge of messages that awaited her.

Nightmare (27)

Gray (10)

Julius (5)

Crysta (1)

As tempted as she was to see what sort of train wreck was going on in the group chat that she was in with Nightmare, Gray, and Julius, she opted to stray clear of it and direct herself to Crysta's direction.

From: Crysta

Okayyyy, so I'm nearly at your house! I just had to stop at the bank really quickly, sorry for the delay!

Though Alice really wanted to tell her it really wasn't a delay at all, she felt her eyes bulge a bit when she realized the message had been sent around three minutes ago.

Obviously if Crysta was driving, she'd be in front of Alice's house in no time.

Springing to her feet, Alice made a dash for her closet, completely ignoring Peter's confused questions on what she was doing while she attempted to throw an outfit together.

After finding something to toss on and barely managing to blow dry her hair for a brief two seconds and leaving it very much damp, Alice went dashing out her room door, leaving Peter, who had still been drying his hair with his little towel, behind to question where she was off to.

Not really paying him much mind, the female struggled to adjust the back of her shoes and swing on her purse over her shoulder while she raced down the halls in the direction of her mother's room.

"Mum, I'm heading out with Crysta today to the mall! I'll be back soon!" She stated quickly through the closed door after she came to realize that it was locked.

Through the wooden wall separating them, she heard her mother give a short voice of approval before telling to her have fun. Alice nodded despite knowing the gesture wouldn't be seen and she then began taking off toward the front of the house for the staircase.

As Alice started making it to the bottom of the stairs, her ears managed to pick up the sound of someone coming down the steps from behind her.

Glancing over her shoulder, she found her eyes meeting with Peter's while he watched down at her in an odd mixture of confusion and curiosity.

"Alice? Are you going somewhere?" He asked, his tone was meddled with a bit of surprise.

Alice stopped before one of the mirrors near the door to begin to prim herself up one last time before stepping out while she nodded, "Yup! I didn't remember until this morning, that's why I'm rushing now—AH!" She released a shriek of shock when she was suddenly grabbed around the waist.

Her body nearly fell forward, but Peter's arms had interlocked around her so she was kept stationary.

She hadn't even had a chance to let out another breath or even really figure out what was happening when Peter let out a whine, his face shaking into her side rapidly, "Aliiiceeee."

She really didn't know why she hadn't seen this coming.

"I'm hanging out with Crysta today." Alice sighed with a hand resting on top of his head. She couldn't help but note how his hair, though a different texture from his ears, was equally as soft as his fur and felt so nice under her fingers, "We're just going to the mall for some girl time and then I'll be right back home."

Even with her words he wasn't completely pacified as shown when he tilted his head upward to look at her with a sorrowful pout, "With sleep and school I never see you on average for about 16 hours, five days a week. That's already 80 hours and that's not even counting the amount of time you sleep on the weekends… You're adding to that amount by leaving. I'll miss you."

"Peter, I'm going to the mall, not war. I'll be back in a couple hours." She reassured him while she began to squirm in his grasp though all he did was let out a moan before whining softly, "But, Alice…"

The two struggled for a few more moments and when it became apparent he wasn't going to let his grip on her hold up, she sighed heavily.

Moving her head down to look at him seriously, she made her expression darken a great deal, "Peter White, if you don't release me in the next two seconds, I'm never going to let you in my bed aga—"

Her words didn't even receive an opportunity to finish as the bot let go of her instantly.

Alice resisted the urge to huff while she straightened out her clothing. Her gaze fleeted back to the still pouting rabbit eared young man that now had his white appendages drooping downward miserably and when she saw his expression, the brunette closed her eyes in exasperation.

Whenever he made that face she honestly felt like giving him the world and more. It made him look so heartbroken yet cute.

Even so, she knew she had to stay firm in her decision.

Taking a step forward, Alice got on her tippy toes before planting a light kiss on his cheek, "I'll be home before you know it." She reassured with a small laugh, "When I am, I'll spend some more time with you to counterbalance those terrifying 80 Alice-less hours you're forced to endure every week, promise."

Peter caught onto her joke and a smile easily made its way to his lips. His red eyes gleamed pleasantly when it became apparent he was back on her good graces, "You're too kind to me, Alice." He blissfully remarked and the way his beam appeared to broaden made the brunette's own cheeks threaten to flush.

He said she was too kind to him when he was the one that was constantly treating her like she was some sort of princess. If anything, it was the other way around. At times she actually felt like her cynical and pessimistic attitude that usually went out to him and his clinginess could be somewhat cruel. Alice would be lying is she said she didn't feel bad about it even though he never seemed put off by her unappealing way of interacting.

After all, although he was a bot, he was still on his free will setting and thus should have some sort of realistic reaction to her sarcasm or attitude. He should be combating her words with his slick words that she often heard him spew out without any sort of filter whenever Edith did something annoying or her mother missed a spot when they were cleaning.

That didn't appear to be the case ever though.

In his eyes, she could literally do no wrong.

With a sigh, Alice pulled back before adjusting her purse at her side and turning around to face the door, "Anyways, I'm off." The brunette stated prior to exiting.

As she stepped outside, right down the driveway she could make out Crysta's white colored Range Rover.

Quickly pushing some of her hair back, Alice did an awkward little half-run toward the passenger side of the luxury vehicle.

"Hey, sorry for making you wait!" She breathed out while taking a seat and preparing to buckle up.

Crysta sat with both of her hands on the wheel, her petite body looking entirely out of place in the giant SUV. She gave Alice a side look as well as a bright, excited smile of acknowledgement before she revved up the gas and began speeding forward down the road.

Already prepared for friend's reckless way of driving, Alice clenched her teeth and simply clung to the side of her seat tightly.

"Yes, I just picked up Alice. Yeah… No…? What are you talking about?" Crysta questioned, her wide limerick eyes contorting up in confusion as she stared ahead at the road where they were now stopping in front of a red light.

One look at the wireless headpiece attached to the female's ear already signaled to Alice that she was probably talking business of some sort with someone on the phone.

Crysta came from a family that was incredibly well off.

Like incredibly.

Not only were both of her parents practically dropping gold wherever they stepped due to the businesses they led, her grandparents also came from wealthy backgrounds so the money flow never stopped and wouldn't stop for at least a dozen generations to come.

Crysta often displayed the spoiled rich kid mannerism that Alice herself hated a great deal, it was a wonder that the two of them had become friends.

They had met when Crysta transferred into Alice's school. Alice could remember it had been a couple weeks after she first turned Peter on.

Alice herself still wasn't sure how they managed to hit it off, but up until now Crysta had proven to be a good enough friend. She gave good advice when it was called for and she had a child-like innocence about her that Alice couldn't help but find refreshing.

"Are you serious!?" Crysta now shouted out and the older of the two in the car winced in surprised at the sudden outburst.

The brunette gave an anxious look her friend's way as the vehicle they were in seemed to pick up in speed down the road.

The platinum blonde released a loud noise of discomfort, "You have got to be kidding me… Bleh… Alright, I guess you can just return it… Yeah, I'm sure. Mmkay, I'll see you in a bit. Alice and I are still on our way to the mall. Yeah, bye." At the end of her words, the female groaned, "How do you mess up something like that? So annoying…" She muttered out through pursed lips.

"Uh, Crysta…?" Alice questioned slowly when it became apparent that she wasn't going to elaborate.

As nosey as Alice felt, the atmosphere in the car was still a bit awkward without explanation and though Alice would normally blame it on Crysta's typical insistence on blasting up the AC to practically subzero degrees, this time around, something just felt off.

"Is everything alright?" She decided on asking carefully.

Crysta blinked her eyes, "Oh, yeah! Everything's fine, don't worry! It's just… Well, I know you'll probably judge me for this, but whatever. I really wanted to get an ABC model for the longest time and I've been begging my daddy to get me one."

Alice's mouth went into the shape of an 'o.'

"Don't get me wrong, I'm not some impure pervert that wants to use it for dirtiness, honest. I wanted one without all the sex features… Literally, just a little playmate that I could have around for tea parties and stuff when the maids at home are busy. You're my friend and all, Alice, and I appreciate it tons, but you're in your last year of school. When you go off to university next year, I'll be alone and I didn't want that. I was hoping getting an ABC model would make home life less boring, you know?" She heaved a breath and Alice watched her with newfound sympathy.

Crysta shook her head, almost as though she were shaking away the random lugubrious cloud that had made its way over her head. With a cute, childlike pout on her lips, she kept her eyes trained on the road, "My daddy gave me permission after a lot of begging to get one, but he made me swear it wasn't going to be a sex bot, which was fine because I didn't want one at all. So I wanted one custom made and I got one of the maids at home to fill out all the boring application work for me and the bot ended up being delivered today."

"And, surprise for me, the maid messed up somewhere and ended up making it a sex bot. I need to get it returned because I already know when my dad comes home and sees it he'll just end up banning me from getting a bot until the end of time for sure." Crysta finished explaining right as she made a U-shaped turn.

Alice nodded absentmindedly.

She supposed she could understand Crysta's frustration on getting a sex bot that she did not want.

As much as she wanted to reassure her friend that it wasn't anything too bad, she didn't know how to come out and say, 'Hey, don't be worried. On my birthday my friends gave me a sex bot as a gag gift and my parents were totally okay with it.'

No one except her family, Julius, Nightmare, and naturally Blood and Vivaldi knew about Peter and Alice wanted it to stay that way.

She couldn't imagine herself living in peace with anyone else knowing she owned a sex bot.

"Ah… Well, I mean, if you can't keep it with you, I can just keep it at my house until you're ready to return it?" Alice attempted to encourage and she surprised even herself with the rather out of character display of charity.

She did not just offer that.

The brunette's mind still hadn't fully caught up to the weight of her words and she could only watch as Crysta's expression light up hopefully.

"Whoa, really!?"

Alice stammered, the situation now beginning to settle fully, "I-I mean,"

Her words were lost as Crysta squealed excitedly, "Thank you so much, Alice! You're a lifesaver! Ah! When we're done shopping we'll swing by my house and you can take it with you! Don't worry, it won't be with you long, promise!"

"Crysta, I still need to confirm with my parents—"

"Anyways, let's not ruin the day with all that depression. Let's just think about how much fun the mall will be. Ohhh, we need to go to the stuffed animal store! I need some new rabbits for my collection now!" The younger of the two went on and as she continued blabbering, Alice knew she was stuck.

She just had to open her big mouth.

-.-

Déjà vu.

It was French and literally meant 'already seen.'

And Alice was more than positive that she had already seen this scene before…

About five months back, she'd been in this same spot in her room giving the machinery ahead of her the same hard stare, except this time her stare wasn't cold and annoyed… Now it was anxious and just the tiniest bit filled with despair.

It had rabbit ears.

Given Crysta's love for cute things, Alice knew she shouldn't have been surprised that she wanted a companion with fuzzy appendages.

Even so, the brunette still found it terribly ironic.

Of course, it had rabbit ears.

She didn't even want to think of what Blood's face would look like if he walked into the room right now and saw her with another sex bot that had rabbit ears.

Quickly, she shook that thought off, her eyes simply taking in the sight of the bot before her observantly.

Its hair was jet black and cut rather neatly in a bob-like hairstyle. The bunny ears it possessed were unlike Peter's whose ears sprung upward, instead they were the kind that you'd find on a lop-eared rabbit.

Alice's hand moved to her mouth, her eyebrows creasing while she began walking around it skillfully.

When Alice and Crysta had finished shopping and gone back to the younger female's home in order for Alice to get the bot, the maids had informed them both of the bot in a way that had been new information for them both.

They hadn't turned it on after they it arrived, but it wasn't even a new custom model… It was a used one.

The fact kind of made Alice that much more creeped out on the whole aspect of it though Crysta wanted to keep it more as a companion after hearing that it was used due to the fact that the original owner got rid of it because it was 'defective.'

Why would you want someone's used sex bot?

She repressed a shudder while she kept her eyes above the hibernating bot's crotch.

Really, just from inspecting it, Alice was getting faint nostalgia from the same day she had activated Peter.

This bot—that Crysta had quickly attempted to name when Alice had been walking out of the girl's manor with two butlers carrying it— was probably even the same model of ABC as Peter was…

Alice was no bot expert, especially when Peter was the only bot she ever interacted with so she didn't know much of how the different models differed, but given how rich Crysta was, it wasn't foolish to think her budget and the Dupres' were on the same level.

"I wonder what the defective part about you is though…" Alice found herself murmuring to herself curiously.

The teen ceased her inspection of it and stood before its front now, her eyes staring up at its own closed eyelids steadily.

Though she had gained her mother's permission to keep it until Crysta was ready to send it back after the thirty days were up (her mother's expression had been one that was too close to one Blood would have given her for Alice's own comfort, but she digressed.) Alice still didn't want to turn it on and have it walking about…

But she was still curious to know…

She'd just turn it on and ask it about its defects then turn it right back off and shove it in her closet before anyone aside from her mom and Crysta even knew it was there.

Alice side stepped her way behind the bot and easily zipped down the zipper that was on the back of its black shirt. Once through there she opened up the hood that was on its back and was greeted with the familiar sight of buttons and switches.

The amount of occasions that she'd seen this from Peter were too many times to count. She knew the controls like the back of her hand now.

Her eyes caught sight of the Free Will button and she stood for a moment contemplatively on whether or not she should activate it…

The dark grey switch right above the reset button. Push it to the left for five seconds, then release. After that it'll reboot and the free will mode will be active.

She couldn't believe she was doing this again.

After pressing the power button, Alice instantly went to switch on free will mode.

"Alice~?"

Alice felt her heart drop to the bottom of her stomach.

Peter's voice was audibly heard from down the hallway, maybe even coming up the staircase if God was feeling merciful.

Her mom had said Peter was out doing laundry, how did he even know she was back!?

Realizing that she was frozen in place which wasn't acceptable because now she needed to move fast, Alice found her mind beginning to become warped into a chaos of confusion and panic.

With a small noise of distress escaping her lips, she rushed around to the front of the bot to begin dragging it toward her closet. Her arms went around its neck that was incredibly stiff before she attempted to pull it downward so she could drag it toward her closet. However, its weight was way heavier than she anticipated and she found herself falling backward with its mass pushing her downward.

Fortunately enough, her bed was right below her and when she was sent toppling backward, the mattress managed to cushion her fall.

Despite this, the bot was still on top of her to a crushing degree.

Flailing beneath it for release, Alice felt a surge of quick flowing terror execute throughout her body as the bot began to move.

Its movements were fluid as any other human being would be when animated.

She watched up at it with a pale face, her mouth agape in pure anxiety right as she heard Peter on the other side of the door singing out her name once more.

The bot's eyes flickered opened and unlike the dark, jet eyes that Alice had been expecting, she found herself staring back into two irises of contrasting natures…

Red and black.

At the same exact moment, she heard Peter now opening the door, though her entire attention was focused on the bot that was now started up.

It blinked once, its expression showing its dazed mindset as it now seemed to be attempting to find some form of focus on its surroundings.

One of its hands that had been practically plastered as its side moved upward to clutch at its head with a small frown now on its lips. Its lopsided ears gave a noticeable twitch and its eyebrows creased in obvious confusion.

"U-Uh… Can you get off of me, please?" Alice timidly inquired with a slight nervous smile.

It didn't even get a chance to speak as Peter's exclamation practically ruptured her eardrums with his shout.

"ALICE!"

She winced and in the moment that she did, she suddenly found all the weight on her body gone. However, a loud bang accompanied that perception as she watched Peter toss the bot off of her to the floor carelessly.

He gave the bot a swift glare, but his concern for her dominated his features as he now worriedly began touching at her face, "Alice, please, tell me you're not hurt! My God, I can't believe this! It didn't hurt you, did it!? Alice, speak to me! You're probably covered in its germs now, I'm so sorry, I wasn't around to protect you!" He fussed rapidly.

Only half listening, Alice attempted to sit up to catch sight of the bot that was recovering from the unexpected attack while it started picking itself up from the floor.

"Alice…?" Peter voiced out quietly, his tone filled with confusion as Alice gently pushed him aside in order to get up from the bed.

She walked over to the bot that was now standing up to its full height.

It locked eyes with Alice and when she took a step toward it that would have put them practically a foot away from one another, it took a step back.

Its features that were once so pure of confusion and curiosity were filled with neutrality and even slight suspicion if Alice didn't know any better.

Taking its retreat from her as a way of it establishing its own comfort bubble, Alice nodded before clearing her throat and placing a small smile on her lips, "Um, hi, my name's Alice. This is a really awkward first meeting, but you are…?"

Though Crysta attempted to give it a name, Peter had come with his own predestinated name that he later had given her an option to change to her liking.

It was weird enough having him around as a companion at the time, she found it too freaky to have the option to control his name as well…

"Sidney Black." Its voice fit it oddly enough.

Alice nodded again, "Oh, that's a nice name." She complimented awkwardly and right after she did so, she was reminded of Peter's presence in the room as he made a noise of displeasure.

"My name is better! Isn't it, Alice?" He childishly inquired, but before she could respond, Peter's arms were draping over her shoulders possessively while his chin rested on the crown of her head.

The brunette resisted the urge to slap her forehead, "Sidney, this is Peter. Peter, this is Sidney. Sidney, Peter is also a bot like you and I think you may be the same model as well—"

"I am aware of the fact that he is a bot, though I would appreciate it if you did not lower my modeling to such low quality standards. He's a HO23x model while I am a HO23y model. We are different and I would expect you to recognize that fact." Sidney point blankly remarked with a short nod.

Whoa.

She hadn't expected that.

Alice found herself absentmindedly nodding at his words as though she were a student receiving a lecture from a teacher.

"Alice… I love you…" She heard Peter murmur into her hair as she felt him begin to rub his face into it. His hands that were around her body rested at her side and he began to soothingly rub at it in a way that made Alice sigh before attempting to shake him off, "Peter, now's not the time. Stop." She commanded lowly.

As usual, her words flew over his head and went right through his ears as he continued, his words continuously low.

She tried to keep herself as serious as possible as she regarded the bot before her.

"You said your name is Alice, correct?" He questioned before she even had a chance to figure out her next words to him.

"Yeah, I—"

Sidney didn't even give her a moment to continue, "Quite obviously that is your given name. May I ask for your family name?"

Alice blinked, "Uh, Liddell. But listen, I'm not your, uh 'owner,' so let's just get that straight, alright? You were originally my friend Crysta's, but she can't exactly keep you and I'm just…" She trailed off, unable to find a proper word or phrase to explain the situation and as she did so, she found herself unable to look away from Sidney's two dissimilar irises.

In humans, it was called heterochromia…

With how his skin was so pale and his hair practically pitch black, seeing that one red eye gave his appearance a slight flare that Alice couldn't quite place.

"I see." Sidney remarked, his expression somewhat hardening.

He broke eye contact and when he did, Alice found herself jumping as though she'd just been snapped out of a trance.

Catching herself, the brunette cleared her throat, "Anyways, you can just make yourself comfortable in here for a bit! I'll get a guest room together for you!" She attempted to sound as upbeat as possible, but even she could hear the fakeness dripping from her tone.

Peter remained fastened to her even as she began making her way out of the room to her chagrin.

As she closed the door behind her, she gave Peter an agitated look, "Peter, you were so rude back there, I—Mmm!" Her words were lost the moment Peter's lips met on top of hers firmly.

The instant Alice felt his tongue beginning to make its way into her mouth she shook her head furiously while pushing him back, her hands on his solid chest rather feebly.

At first he didn't appear to be standing down, but she swung her head forward slightly so their foreheads could bump. The action immediately caused Peter to retreat, confusion embedded in his eyes.

"What the hell is wrong with you!?" Alice questioned hotly, she minded herself to keep her voice hushed as Sidney was still on the other side of the doorway, "God, Peter! I'd been established that when we're around other people, I want the PDA at a minimum. You were basically groping me in front of Sidney! That's not okay!"

Though Peter always had his moments where he couldn't hold back and he had to have some form of physical contact with her when they were in the company of her parents or two selected friends, he never did anything more than just holding hands or maybe even a hug.

The most he'd ever done was have her sit on his lap at one point, but that had been a onetime thing.

Never had he basically felt her up in front of someone.

Peter's eyebrows creased, his lips contorting in an odd mixture of a scowl and a frown, "Why are you fretting? I was only showing my love as I usually do."

"If you could just listen to me for once, you'd know why I'm fretting." She bluntly retorted in annoyance.

Rolling her eyes, Alice turned to begin walking down the hallway, "Whatever. Stay here and try figuring it out yourself then."

She hadn't even gotten more than three steps away before she suddenly found herself being grabbed, pulled, and then pushed against one of the corridor walls.

Too surprised to even really make sense of what was occurring to give anything more than a short shriek, Alice winced in pain as she found both of her hands being tightly clutched and raised over her head.

Her eyes widened, stunned while she looked up at Peter as he stared down at her seriously.

Before she could even voice out her discomfort and growing anger on the situation, the brunette found her words caught up in the pit of her throat with the intensity of Peter's eyes staring straight into her.

"I'm not letting you replace me." He voiced out firmly.

The expression he wore was unlike any that Alice had ever seen on him.

Peter was always goofy with his smiles and occasional anxiously-annoyed faces… He never looked like this.

His eyebrows inclined in such a solemn fashion, lips quirked downward into a slight scowl, and his scarlet irises just boring into hers as though they were trying to beat her into submission.

So far, it was kind of working.

She didn't know why her body was stilling in fear right now.

"You're mine and I'm yours. That's how it's always been and that's how it always will be." Peter stated before he used his free hand to stroke at the side of Alice's face.

The teen stood, practically frozen while she felt his hand trace along her cheek.

It wasn't like his usual caresses… This time it felt so empty and so dangerous.

She didn't like where this was headed.

"Peter." She softly managed out, finally finding her voice.

Peter blinked once and the more familiar side of him was visible for a moment in time.

Flooded with relief that he hadn't been infected with some sort of malfunction virus, Alice attempted to clear her throat as she openly struggled against his hold.

"First of all, let me go," Alice instructed, "Please, you're starting to hurt me."

At the end of her words, whatever force that had caused Peter to snap into that odd mode seemed to shut off entirely.

His ears shot up while he released her and frantically eyed her, "Oh, dear! I apologize! I hadn't meant to clutch you so tightly, my love! It was meant to be a gentle hold!"

Alice frowned, her right hand moving to rub at her left wrist distastefully, "I'm sure…" She muttered lowly.

The fear in her body from Peter's display wasn't fully out of her system and she felt a little more than eager to put some distance between them in case it shut back on.

She really didn't like the way he had looked at her.

It was so edgy.

"I'm fine, okay? Just listen." She simply remarked now, attempting to brush Peter's former predatory gaze from her mind, "I'm not replacing you or anything. I promise you, I'm not getting rid you, Peter."

Their eyes met once more and Alice leaned forward to catch the unprepared bot into a short kiss.

He was clearly caught off guard because it took him a moment before he returned it.

"To me, you're irreplaceable." Alice honestly informed while she parted from their kiss.

Peter's own eyes lit up in nothing short but positive emotions, his mouth moving in a way that signaled disbelief.

It only took a single second before he rushed forward again, this time more confidently to bring her back into a kiss, this one more involved than the first.

His arm wrapped around her waist while he pulled her closer and Alice completely lost herself in their intimate embrace.

All former thoughts of their location, original purpose, and even Sidney completely fogging from her conscious as Peter dominated her mind.

-.-

This ended up being longer than I thought, so next part may be the long awaited threesome (If I ever even get to it, oh gosh.)

I feel like I may have slipped several times and gotten many OOC moments in there, eep. Forgive me, it's been a while.

Drop a review if you have the time, please :D

((Also random, but yall, listen to Diana by One Direction, it's literally the ultimate Peter/Alice song))