Got in the Robot, now what?! 7 - Or 'Where is the fucking instructions for this big ass robot?!' (NGE, Shinji!SI)

I am a naughty boy.

At least, that's how I would describe myself as I ended up 'sent to daddy's office' for a rather simple but definitely amusing reason. I was back in that very chair I came to loathe, and I was giving a flat look to Gendo once more as he peered over the papers I had just written mere hours ago. Nothing big, but the way I got the content of such papers was definitely irking the bastard to no end.

"What is this?"

My answer was direct, clear and extremely smooth. "An essay on an organization I put my full trust in recent times, the Japanese Self-Defense Force."

Oh yes, the one place NERV had no access to when it comes to monitor the shit out of me. In fact, the reason I visited the place was for something else entirely. My plan was entering the next stage, and I had to get the military aware that NERV was not acting with the best of intentions over the fight against the Angels.

I couldn't tell much as I wanted their attention and interest, and while the high officer I chatted with seemed willing to cooperate with my game, it was now up to the upper echelon to judge if they could play with me or not.

So yes, Gendo had good reasons to distrust me, but he was not in a position of power regardless of how rough he tried to sound or behave around me.

"NERV is the organization you work for."

"I don't," I replied without hesitation. "I am a volunteer for this group. One that was chosen to be a pilot."

"We can replace you."

I smiled. "Please do, but I doubt that's a threat you are willing to throw out anytime soon considering my advantage is far too concrete that you can deny it. I am needed in action, no matter how good Asuka and Rei get."

"You are arrogant."

Oh, Gendo has a sense of humor! Ah! I am so happy that I am the Danger in this situation.

"I suppose the apple doesn't fall far from the tree. Well, depending on the tree. I know you would deny it, but I bet mom wouldn't."

"She would find you repugnant," The Director of NERV pressed forward, unflinching over my attitude. "A young man, yet one that behaves like a child."

I raised my hands to the sky, just not in a 'praise the Lord' manner. "But of course. Psychology explains that when parental care is at a minimum, then a child tends to develop childish mannerism. But where some would be like 'Daddy watch, I can kill giant monsters', others have this deep-rooted desire to just cut the thread and play on their own. And trust me when I say this, you get what you deserve."

Standing up from my chair, I started to walk away-

"You will fall in line, Shinji. The plan to save the world demands this."

I paused by the door, glancing over my shoulder with a flat look. "Nah, I don't think so."

Not if my plan comes to fruition.

After all, the military was not the solution to a problem. It was the distraction to allow a situation to happen. An ally to act in a supportive manner. No, it was not too important compared to someone I had to find at all costs. The mere concept of letting this one slip out of my grasp is too tedious- I just needed to find him and get him to be the medium for my success.

After that, freedom will be within reach.

Still, peace for now was not bound to last. Not when I was pretty much walking into a grinning Misato as I stepped outside NERV HQ. A smile was met with a scowl.

"What?"

"I want to take you for a car ride. No extra eyes."

This smile is... so fucking unnerving. Something was up with this Misato, and I could tell it wasn't booze. Could it be that she was now hitting some crack?

Nonetheless, I nodded and sat beside the woman as we started to ride around the city, her car seemingly devoid of 'ears'. There was silence at first, her smile faltering a bit and I could tell that while Misato was trying to sound cheerful, the reason she had me here was for another circumstance. A more serious one.

"Shinji, I know this may sound a bit sudden but... but you know a lot about what your father is doing. I mean, in terms of what his goal is, right?"

I blinked, frowning immediately at the way she was shyly waltzing around the subject.

"Yes."

"And is it a bad plan?"

"Depends on who is asking. For Gendo, it's perfect."

"...For the rest of humanity?"

"Soup."

The woman paused, then frowned. "Soup?"

"Soup."

Her mouth opened and closed a few times and then she sighed. "We will be soup or-"

"Yes."

Her posture tensed up. "...How?"

"Your father's expedition. Do you know what it was all about?" I asked calmly, seemingly diverting the conversation.

Still, the woman was caught up by the topic- after all, it was a huge mystery that Misato knew it had yet to be fully solved. The Katsuragi Expedition was destroyed by a meteorite, that was the cover-up. But Misato had been there and she saw no meteorite.

"Only that they were looking into a discovery when the Second Impact happened," She curtly replied. "But it's not just that, isn't it?"

"It's the reason Angels came to annoy us," I reasoned calmly. "We humans are actually the product of an Angel."

A distant look claimed Misato's face, her focus temporarily brought back to driving as she speeded up a bit.

"What Angel?"

"The one we are currently housing below NERV. The reason the Angels are still nagging at us to this very day," I confirmed calmly, starting to shed the little cover that Gendo had wrapped the shitstorm him, his wife and other fools had conceived through greed and idiocy. "Lilith, our 'mother'."

"T-That's ridiculous."

"And yet it explains so many things. What your father found in Antarctica was the 'father' so to speak. Adam. He decided to try and 'bring it back to life' through human DNA and... Well, the Second Impact ensued."

"Y-You mean that- that after all this time, the reason Angels keep attacking us is-"

"Because Gendo and his masters are planning to create a more successful Third Impact. Yet, the end result of this one would be the end of humanity as a whole to create a 'singular entity'."

"Why?" Misato asked breathlessly.

"That state of self would make people 'reach their dreams'. Which is a polite way to say that reality would stop existing for us and only fantasy would. A perfect fake world where everyone is happy but, at the same time, unable to do anything they want because everything is scripted."

"...Who would handle the script?"

"That's the funny bit, no one knows and yet it should be 'good' enough for them."

...

...

"By the way, is this place truly mole-proof? I don't want us to die in a sudden case of unexplained car accident," I asked mid-self reflection, letting Misato aware that I gave her a big fucking reason to have this car devoid of troublesome eavesdroppers.

"Y-Yes. I had the car checked personally and it's fine. But... still... Shinji?"

"Yep?"

"You are awfully calm about all of this. You should be panicking, you should be planning to do something to go around this problem."

I offered a smug smile. "Why, thank you for noticing my habits and- who said I hadn't?"

"Is it any less worrisome than the one your father has in mind for the world?"

"I plan to save the world, kill those dangerous angels, remove Lilith from existence and, if things go well, also leave."

...

"Leave?"

"I am not planning to die if that's what you're getting out of it-"

"No," Misato huffed. "I mean, what do you mean with that?"

"Leave this place- maybe dimension. Get somewhere chill where I am not getting some trouble on my ass- and yes, I am going to have a lot of trouble on me for what I will do from daddy's sugar daddies."

She snorted at the nickname I gave to SEELE, but it was technically lore-accurate, so it's going to stick.

"I am glad to hear... this. And Shinji?"

"Hm?" I think we are done.

"I appreciated your honesty, and I would like to speak more with you about what you have on your father but... I also wanted to ask you something difficult."

"I can't fix you for Kaji. He is a double-crossing spy."

Misato's eyes widened at that, but she went suddenly 'smiling sickly-sweetly' so suddenly.

"You will tell me more of this while we get to my flat, but I need you to do me a favor."

"I don't like that."

"Rei and Asuka had a bake-off in the flat-"

"No."

"It's just cakes-"

"In this world, there's no such a thing as cakes! The cake is a lie!"

But I couldn't get away from this as Misato had me be the judge of that dreadful competition. None wins, as both cakes were equally good (repugnant) and their bribery was outrageous (ass vs. tits from two unlikable individuals will never be a competition for me).

At least, I got a freebie as I wasn't called for the next Angel's attack and Asuka was. She could 'prove' her worth and all of that I guess...


AN

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