Sleepover!

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Bing's P.O.V 

(Don't worry, you'll get in Google's head. Mainly Bing for now tho)

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°~Le time skip to after work woooo~°

I sighed as I exited my office and made my way down to Firefox's. Explorer was sitting on her desk, talking to her about something.

"Have you two fucked yet or what?" I asked as I entered their office, smirking. Explorer blew a fuse from laughing too much and Firefox flipped me off while giggling.

"Look at what you did. Now I have to take him to the shop," she sighed as looked at her shut down boyfriend.

"Well maybe you could take him to your house and look at his-" "Am I interrupting something?" Google r00dly interupted, but Firefox just shook her head no and dragged Explorer's body out with her, leaving me and Google alone.

As I started heading out, Google didn't move. I tried pushing him out of the way, but he was, for some reason, built a lot bulkier than me.

"Do you mind?" I say, glaring up at the taller robot.

"You're coming with me," he said, taking my by the hand and dragging me out of the building. I couldn't help but to blush at his gestures. What can I say- I was built to be like a human, for a human, by a human.

"Why should I?" I said, struggling to get out of his death grip but it was no use. He was practically dragging me down a sidewalk now.

"Mr. Page and Mr. Brin are having a meeting with your father-

(*Quick pause here I just want to say Steve Ballmer was the person to reveal Bing to the world and just look at his face

Does that look like a serious businessman to you? XD)

-and they requested me to get you myself," he explained, keeping a quick pace I could barley keep up with.

"Larry Page and Sergey Brin? The founders of Google? Yeah, right," I said, mocking my 'father's' lack of success.

"Exactly why they sent me to get you. Your dad knows you well, and he thought that you wouldn't come. You are based off a typical eighteen year old, after all," he continued, making a sharp turn that almost tore my arm off.

"First off, he's not my dad. Second off, aren't you like supposed to be a twenty-six year old? Please just slow down!" I said as we took another turn, and I actually felt some gears drift apart in my shoulder region. He slowed down to walking,  which I was greatly relieved for.

"Yeah, I'm based off a twenty-six year old. Why do you ask?" he says, not letting go of my hand as we walked down the surprisingly quiet street.

"Well, you got blue hair! I mean, it makes sense for me to have yellow hair because I'm based off a?an eighteen year old, but you're like the same age as Explorer and Firefox! Shouldn't you have normal hair?" I asked as we approached what I assume was his front door.

"I'm not really sure," he sad as he unlocked the door and stepped inside the dark house. 

"Well, I think it suites you," I said as I entered the house, walking a bit farther until all went black.

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I would write more but I have school

For some reason a lot of you guys like this ._.

Enjoy that little bit. It was like 508 words minus this note.

I usually write 1,000 but school and all.

Night.