3 Years Later: Detention

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3 years have passed since M/N and F/N have passed away. The Worker Drones still mourn for them, but they had to move on, including Y/N and S/N. However, he wasn't having much luck trying to get over it because he still blames himself for what happened to them. That has been playing in his head for a long time. Now, he was now seen, in his teenage years, on his desk as he watched Uzi, in her teenage years, begin her speech.

BOOTING UP// EXPOSITION_//

Soon, an army of drones with construction worker equipment were seen.

Uzi: We are Worker Drones, autonomous robots helping human mine exoplanets for our interstellar parent company, JC Jenson, IN SPACE... Yeah, we were mistreated in the name of Windex, but it's not like we revolted and killed all of the humans or anything. Mostly they handle that just fine all by themselves.

Soon, the planet had created an explosion, destroying all organic life forms on the planet. It then became a frozen tundra and human skeletons were seen, frozen. Some Worker Drones emerged from the snow, or ashes, and one of them knocked the skeleton down, receiving a thumbs up from another drone.

Uzi: With biological life wiped from the planet, we found it pretty easy to pick up where they left off. We finally had a future all to ourselves. And thanks to everything that F/N and M/N did, everything became easier.

Soon, a spaceship was seen crash landing on the planet and out emerged three Disassembly Drones. N, V, and J.

Uzi: Unfortunately, our parent company didn't exactly love the concept of runaway A.I.

Soon, the drones began to reign in and destroyed all of the Worker Drones, giving birth to their new name. The Murder Drones.

Uzi: But, what have our parents done for the past forever while those things build a spire of corpses? Hide under the ice, behind three stupid doors. It's like we're waiting for an inciting incident. Anyway, that's why my project is this sick as hell railgun.

She pulled out a big laser gun and everyone in the classroom gasped, except for Y/N as he stared in awe at Uzi's railgun.

Riley: Oh, so not the vibe!

Uzi: Easy, morons. It doesn't work, yet. It doesn't work yet. Who said it doesn't work? Maybe it does!

She flipped a switch and it activated the gun and she laughed maniacally.

Teacher: *yawns* Uzi, the homework was a word problem about buying watermelons.

Uzi: Oh, and this ally amplified photon converger doesn't count?

Teacher: ... No, plus repressed emotional baggage was only worth two points on the rubric.

Y/N: Oh, knock it off, teacher.

Everyone turned to look at Y/N.

Y/N: It may not be the project, but this is way better than what's been going on, lately. I find it pretty awesome!

Uzi: *blushes slightly* Hehehehe. Thanks, N/N.

Y/N: No problem.

Teacher: *sighs* Mr. L/N, I understand that it's been a while since you've been in class due to your... emotional breakdown, but please, don't support this.

Y/N: Oh, please, Teach, even if we get our projects done, you wouldn't care, anyway. So, if anything, I think you're having N emotional breakdown.

Everyone in the class laughed a bit, even the two female Worker Drones Lizzy and Doll.

Lizzy: Hehehehe. He's quite a jokester. Glad to see he's back on his feet. Eh, Doll?

Doll: *translated Russian* Indeed. He hasn't changed much since his parents' death.

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