DISCLAIMER: I don't own either Entropy Zero Two or GATE
"You know, Boss, I mentioned wanting to see the world beyond the Arbeit Communications facility, but this? This is nowhere close to what I had in mind," grumbled Wilson.
"It's not like I'm enjoying being out here, Wilson!" snapped Bad Cop, irritation tainting his voice.
"Perhaps if you hadn't insulted and shot their general, Boss, things might have unfolded differently," Wilson pointed out.
"Just drop it, please," growled Bad Cop, his tone edged with frustration and anger.
Bad Cop and Wilson huddled around the crackling campfire, the warmth a comforting respite from the chilling forest air. Bad Cop leaned against a nearby tree, his mechanical form slightly illuminated by the flickering flames.
"We managed to shake them off for the moment, Wilson," Bad Cop said, his tone calmer now that they were temporarily safe. "But they won't give up easily."
Wilson's lens scanned the surroundings. "We're not out of danger yet, Boss. They'll be relentless until they find us."
"Yeah," Bad Cop agreed, staring into the fire. "I need to make this right. My actions put us in this mess."
Wilson rotated its lens toward Bad Cop. "We've got each other's backs, Boss. We'll figure this out together."
As the night deepened and the distant sounds of the medieval army faded into the forest's embrace, Bad Cop and Wilson strategized by the crackling fire, plotting their next move in this unfamiliar and dangerous realm.
This is meant to be more of a pilot just to see if this would gain any traction. Feel free to leave any feedback (Positive or negative) in the comments as this is only my second story on the site. Thanks for reading.