AU: Son of Science

Context: The Professor introduces Sabre (who's a little older than how he was last prompt, around 6) and the Assistant.

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[3rd Person POV]

"Careful, now. The stairs are a bit tricky to go up on wheels."

"I am aware, Professor."

Professor Red finally helped his new creation, the Assistant, up to the main floor of the lab. He had finally finished his construction, which meant he could take the Assistant out of the lab's lower levels and start acclimating him to the world.

The Assistant followed behind the Professor as he walked over to the center of the room, now having the hang of moving around with the wheels attached to his feet. The Professor stops, facing a staircase leading up to the observatory, and the Assistant stops next to him.

"Are we going up another flight of stairs, Professor?" Assistant asks.

"No, I'm about to call Sabre down to meet you." Professor Red replies, smiling. "He's upstairs in his room, or at least he should be."

He then looks up at the staircase, and takes a deep breath.

"Sabre! Come downstairs, please!" He calls out, his voice echoing through the large room.

There's a pause before he gets a response.

"Coming!" A young voice echoes back. 

The sound of footsteps can be heard upstairs, followed by someone quickly running down the spiral staircase. Sabre soon comes into view, slowing down as he sees the Assistant. Hopping off the last step, he walks up to the Professor, still staring at the strange new robot next to him.

"What's that, dad?" He asks, taking in every detail he can see. The Assistant stares back.

"This is Assistant Steve, the product of the big project I've been working on for quite a few years now." Professor Red answers, motioning to the Assistant. "He's meant to help around the lab and keep files on everything I work on, including helping out in the Core Room."

Professor Red looks at the Assistant, who's currently locked in a silent staring contest with the young child.

"Go ahead and say hi, Assistant."

The Assistant glances at the Professor for a moment, then looks down at Sabre.

"Hello, Sabre. The Professor has told me a lot about you." The Assistant says, his robotic voice startling Sabre for a moment. "May I start creating a file on you in my records?"

Sabre blinks.

"He's asking if he can make a file about you so he can better identify you." The Professor whispers.

"Oh! Yeah, you can." Sabre smiles, looking up at the Assistant.

The Assistant processes for a moment, then smiles at Sabre.

"File created. I will have to scan you to complete the process. Stand still for a moment, please."

Sabre obliges, and keeps as still as he can as the Assistant scans him. Once finished, the Assistant looks confused and turns to the Professor.

"Professor, there may be something wrong with my scanning equipment."

"Why do you say that, Assistant?" The Professor asks.

"I cannot find any matches in my database for what Steve type that Sabre is."

"Oh, he isn't a Steve, Assistant." The Professor laughs a little. "I'm sorry, I should have told you about that. It must have slipped my mind."

"If Sabre is not a Steve, then what is he?" The Assistant asks.

"We dunno." Sabre says, making the Assistant look at him as he shrugs. "Dad couldn't find anything about what I am, so I'm just weird I guess. Wanna play with me?"

"Play?"

"Yeah!" Sabre says, a wide smile crossing his face. "C'mon, I'll show you! Do you like hide and seek?"

"What is that?"

"A game. We take turns, one person hides and the other looks for them. When they're found, we switch."

"I do not understand the purpose of this 'game'."

"It's just for fun, Assistant." The Professor explains. "It might actually help you get used to your movement, so why don't you play with Sabre while I watch you two?"

"Yes, Professor."

The Assistant follows as Sabre leads him to a different spot in the room, starting to explain the rules. Professor Red watches as the Assistant keeps asking questions that Sabre happily answers the best he can.

It's already as if they're brothers.