Today was the last day that Bender fought back. The last day Bender stopped caring.
The day Bender broke.
It started off like the everyday routine. The man checking on him every two hours. The worst part was, today, Bender decided to hide. If caught, fight back.
He luckily still had energy left in him for this. Though, it wouldn't be enough. Bender went ahead and got prepared when he heard the stomping. Owen was coming.
The robot was small enough so he could fit under the bed. He climbs underneath the bedframe and hisses when the wires of it cut his fingers, causing little cuts to ooze oil out of them. However, he managed to keep quiet.
He didn't need to breath, so he didn't make any sounds. He just had to try and not make any sudden movements.
Owen was angrier than he ever seen. Yelling and screaming as he ran across the room. The robot ducked his face in his hands but lifted his head up enough to peek out from underneath.
He could see Owens shoes pacing back and forth. The man was loud. "When I find that little fucking brat-"
Owen cut himself off. Either that or Bender couldn't hear him clearly enough. The man threw anything that he could find, broke anything he could get his hands on. Bender knew he wasn't going to be able to make it out of here. But he had to try. While Owen was distracted with something else, Bender got out from underneath the bed and crawled over to the unlocked door.
Getting up from his hands and knees, Bender made sure none of his body parts made any sort of noise. He was made of metal and other materials as such, he had to be careful. The robot opened the cracked door, only to be caught as he tried to go through it. The man slammed the door shut on Benders hand, making the bending unit yelp in pain.
Bender winces as he pulls his hand back. However, it was sliced clean off. Wires sticking out from where it was missing. "You fucking bitch!" The robot yelled and used his other hand to grab the man's neck and try to choke him. It almost worked.
Owen, even though it almost killed him to do so, took out a pair of needle nose pliers and hit the robot in the right shoulder, where he lost his hand. Bender reeled back and held the injured area. As the robot was taking in his new scar, Owen went ahead and kicked Bender fo the floor.
"I told you what fucking happened when you retaliate against me, fighting back is one thing" Owen starts, "but trying to escape is something else in its entirety" The man says darkly.
The man pulls Bender by the antenna, which made the unit uncomfortable as it was his sensitive part. He took Bender over to the table and ripped the thing in half. The robots optics widen as he gasps. His signal was lost, even if he somehow got connection back when everything was gone, he wouldn't be able to do anything.
Owen through the stick with the ball point to the floor and stomped on it till it fractured into tiny shards. Bender was frozen. The man went ahead and angrily smashed any sort of harmful object he had into Benders body.
Holes opened, there was electricity that made Bender twitch. Owen huffed exhausted when he was done. He threw Bender to the floor, the robots door area hitting it and scraping against the wood that had splinters and such sticking out of it.
"You will stop disobeying me. You're nothing but a fucking absolute worthless piece of metal thrown together to create something better and more useful" Owen stomps on Benders back, creating a sickening crunch.
Bender screams in pain. The man chuckles, "but I guess you weren't built for anything useful were you? Bending is a worthless little job anybody could do. You? You're a fucking joke"
The man's words were hitting Bender in the gutter. Bender wanted to cry. That sounded so wrong. Bender didn't feel like he was the best anymore. For the first time in his life, he felt like nothing.
He was nothing.
That's what set in Benders mind and code now. That he was just some sort of object to this man. Owen benefited from him. Bender couldn't do anything.
He used all the fight left in him. Fighting back wasn't worth it anymore. Escaping was a lost cause.
The man stomped on Benders back till he was satisfied and then kicked Bender across the room once again. The robot was getting tired of thrown like a ragdoll across the floor.
Owen then left, "no alcohol for a fucking week and no sleeping either, if I catch you resting, I'll punish you"
Bender felt for the first time, helpless. He wanted his boyfriend. He wanted Leela.
He wanted someone. No one was coming.
Bender had to live with that.