Chapter Text
Uzi looked to the old leather book next to her, then the floor of her bedroom. She had an odd symbol drawn onto it, many triangles, circles, and diamonds held inside a bigger swirl. It was painted onto her bedroom floor with oil.
Her bed sat in front of her, adorned with black sheets. Next to it on its right side was a white nightstand. On its left side was a navy blue painted oak vanity. A few anime figures sat on it.
On the left side of her room was a closet, and next to it was a connected bathroom. Anime posters decorated parts of the walls in her room. Other parts were covered in papers with crazy ramblings about summoning Demon Drones on them.
The Worker Drone’s clothes consisted of her school uniform, a white button up with a yellow plaid skirt. She had white tights on and black Mary Jane shoes. She also wore her black jacket, unzipped.
Along the edges of the circle with a swirl and other shapes in it were candles. There were six in total, and they were also all scented. Uzi’s dad not only has an obsession with doors, but also scented candles as well. For whatever reason...
And that obsession also led to the candles being scented in vanilla, sugar cookie, strawberry shortcake, birthday cake, apple pie, and raspberry cream. Khan really likes the dessert scented ones, evidently.
“Alright, now that I totally ruined my bedroom floor, what’s next?” Uzi asked herself, picking up her book.
Taking a quick read through, Uzi looked back over the symbol. She tossed in an offering in the form of a small can of her own oil. She then reset her voice box, preparing the mantra.
“Ugh, I can barely read this shit...” Uzi grumbled, squinting hard at the heavily faded words.
“Uhm, I summon thee, oh, demon of despair,” She started, voice projected more. “I offer my own oil as a sacrifice, and herald thee to appear before me.”
The black symbol began to glow, lighting up in fiery colors. Uzi forced herself to keep her optics on the book she held.
“I bring you up from the deepest depths of hell to grant a deal, and to fulfill my deepest desire.” Uzi continued.
A soft rumbling started up, her room’s lights flickering. Uzi ignored it, keeping her focus solely on the book.
“I summon thee, patron of hell, to rise forth and shake my hand, to offer me a... Uh...” Uzi faltered, the words too faded to read.
“T-To offer me a... S-Sweet smile...?” Her voice tapered in volume, lowering. “And to take my soul in a rush of... Shit, what the hell does that say?” Uzi murmured.
“An-nd to take my soul away in a rush of, uh- Of sugar...?” She said questioningly.
“There’s no way that’s what it says...” Uzi mumbled, leaning in closer to her book.
Suddenly, a sweet scent filled the room. It was far stronger than the candles, and was so sickly sweet it was nauseating.
Uzi grimaced and covered her olfactory sensors with her hand. She looked to the demonic symbol on the ground, watching as the fiery color turned into many pastel ones. Uzi’s eye lights voided as sugary mist arose from the depths of the lights. They would then embolden as a being started to rise from it.
The mist slightly obscured the Demon Drone’s form, but when their feet finally rested on Uzi’s floor, their wings unfurled, blowing it all away. Uzi raised her arms to shield her face from the overly sweet fog. When she could finally lower them again, Uzi stared dumbfounded at what was in front of her.
There, standing before her, was a Demon Drone.
…She thinks.
It was honestly kind of hard to tell when the male drone was so... colorful and... had... candy all over him?
The drone was taller than herself, and looked to be made of many different sweets of all types. His hair was colored in pastel pink, blue, and yellow, and looked very fluffy. His plating was white, but around the edge of his cone-shaped arms, his feet, and Uzi even thinks on his mid thighs, are red and yellow caution stripes. They also look to have sour sanding on them.
His wings had ‘feathers’ which look almost like lollipop blades. They had the colors and pattern of the kiddy swirling kind, while still looking like curved knives. And on the white arches were the colorful lollipop heads, but now circular.
The Demon Drone also had a tail, the cord made of black licorice and topped with one of those push hard candies. It was red and looked like the hardened candy was held in a vial of sorts. The part that was ejected out was sharpened into a pointy cone.
This... Unusual Demon Drone also had on a trench coat and a pilot-like hat. The coat was colored mint green, and the fluff around the collar was chocolate brown. The hat was similar, with mint green fabric but a chocolate brown brim.
The pin on it was colored bubblegum pink, and depicted two crossing candy canes behind a cutely simple skull with horns. All over his clothes were speckles and flakes of brown, like chocolate chips.
And his bodily lights were all pastel yellow. His core also glowed yellow, though the casing looked to be made of a blue sugar glass. But the lights on his calves looked more like those candy buttons on the sheet rolls, colored red and blue on one side, and green and orange on the other.
“Hello!!” The male Demon Drone greeted cheerily, holding an enthusiastic hand out.
It was then that Uzi realized he was holding a weapon. And a scythe, no less.
‘Well, that’s one normal thing about him I guess.’ Uzi thought.
The scythe was all colorful and looked to be made of candy as well.
‘Nevermind. It’s not normal anymore.’ Uzi’s gaze narrowed unsurely at it.
The weapon’s staff was colored like one of those blue fruity tasting candy canes, having some thinner green and red lines on it. The butt of the weapon had a chocolate chip cookie on it, and attached to the very bottom was a red gumdrop.
The blade of the scythe looked like it was made of candy corns, at least, color wise. The blade’s underside was serrated while the top was straight and slightly thicker. The back of the blade curved out at the top a bit. The entire blade was separated into the three candy corn colors.
There was also a golden bow tied around the weapon, right under the curve of the blade. It was big, and the sashes flew about with every minute movement.
“I am the Demon Drone known as N! It is a pleasure to meet you, mortal!” ‘N’ greeted with a loud and very happy tone.
“As a thank-you gift for summoning me out of Hell, have some of my hair!” He offered.
N ripped a whole chunk of his pastel hair from his head. There was only a ‘pmph!’ noise that came from it, and the ripped ends looked to be made of cotton candy.
Uzi stared dumbfounded at N. Her gaze then fell to his hand, colorful hair still in it.
“U-Uh… No thanks…” Uzi declined.
“Huh? You don’t want it?” N asked.
Uzi only shook her head, a slight grimace on her face.
“Okay then! More for me!” N exclaimed, sticking his sugary hair into his mouth.
The chunk that was torn out was soon regrown, streams of tiny sugar lines spinning out before taking shape again.
“Anyways!” N started, mouth full. “Mind telling me your name, mortal?” He asked, swallowing his sweet treat.
“Uh-Uhm… Uzi…” She said, a sweat drop on her visor.
“What a delectable name!” N clapped his hands together.
“Now then Uzi.” He then turned a bit more serious. “You obviously summoned me here to make a deal, so…”
N leaned in a bit close, floating with his wings spread wide. His candy scythe levitated in place next to him.
“Mind telling me just what your deepest desire is?” He asked.
Uzi stared at him with hollowed eye lights. She then shook her head, snapping herself out of it.
“I-I’ll tell you, but first, I have some questions I want to ask.” Uzi told him.
N blinked at her. He then straightened up, sitting crisscross applesauce in the air before her. His hands rested on his ankles. His tail swayed playfully behind himself.
“Alright, fair enough. It’s not everyday a mortal gets to summon a Demon Drone!” N agreed with a sugary sweet smile.
“I suppose so…” Uzi muttered. “Uh- But my first question is…”
“What are you?” She asked.
“Why, I’m a Demon Drone, of course!” N replied.
“Well yeah, but… Why are you so… Colorful and… And made of candy of all things?” Uzi asked.
“Because, silly! I’m a Candemon! That’s just how I was created!” N returned.
“…” Uzi didn’t reply, though her mouth was hung agape.
“A what??” She questioned.
“A Candemon! You know! High-ranking Demon Drones made of candy? I’m one of those!” N explained.
“…Alright…” Uzi said, just deciding to go along with it.
“Uhm, next question: Are you entirely made of candy? Like, even your insides?” She in queried.
“Yup!” N replied. “Every part of me is made of sugar and candy!”
“And I mean every part.” N said with a thin smile, leaning in close again. There was a look in his pastel eye lights that Uzi couldn’t quite decipher.
And she stared blankly at him for a moment, not quite understanding. It then clicked in her CPU, and her visor suddenly went flush.
‘Wait- Does he mean his di-?!’ But Uzi would never get to finish the thought.
“Anyways, I think that’s enough questions!” N suddenly declared. “I’m getting bored and I don’t wanna be sent back to hell, so tell me what you want and we can make a deal!”
“Wha-?! But I only asked like, two!” Uzi exclaimed.
“And that’s all I have time for! Now onto the deal!” N said back.
Uzi’s posture deflated, knowing she probably wasn’t gonna get any farther with him. Though, he did have a point. Uzi’s wasting precious time here.
“Alright, fine.” Uzi relented.
She looked back up to the Demon Drone. A moment of quietude passed between them before Uzi gathered up enough courage to speak.
“I want- Uhm-…” But it was still a lot harder than it looked.
“I want you to-… To be my… M-My boyfriend…” She murmured at the end.
N’s smile fell, an expression of surprise crossing his candied features.
“A boyfriend?” He questioned with a cock of his head.
“Y-Yeah…” Uzi nodded, an embarrassed blush on her visor.
“Of all my previous deals, I’ve never once gotten ‘boyfriend’ as a desire…” He muttered to himself.
“BITE ME!” Uzi suddenly yelled, startling N. “I’ve gotten relentlessly freakin’ bullied for it! I just wanna laugh in my bullies' faces about how I can get a boyfriend!” She explained, turning her embarrassed gaze away while crossing her arms.
And it’d be nice to have a friend for once, even if it was more fake…
N stared at her with a startled expression.
“W-Well, it’s not the hardest thing in the world. And it gets me out of Hell…” He listed, more so to himself.
“Alright! I’ll be your boyfriend!” He then nodded in agreement.
Uzi sighed in relief. Finally she can tell her bullies to fuck off with at least one jeer they make at her.
“Okay so… How do we uh, enact, I guess, the deal?” Uzi asked.
“With a kiss!” N replied cheerily.
Uzi blinked at him.
“EXCUSE ME!?!” Uzi screamed. “Is there no other way?!” She asked.
“I’m not sure why you’re so upset. Don’t couples kiss all the time anyway?” N asked back.
Uzi opened her mouth to refute him, but found that he was right. No matter what, in the end, whether the deal is enacted with or without a kiss, they’re gonna have to have one at some point.
“If you want this deal, then we’re gonna have to kiss! And for ooooonne whole minute!” He said, raising a pointing finger.
“Oh for fuck’s sake-“ Uzi slapped a hand to her visor.
She’s gonna have to kiss this literal embodiment of robo-diabetes for an entire fucking minute.
“Fine!” Uzi exclaimed. “Let’s just do it now so we can get this stupid thing over with!”
“Sounds good to me!” N replied.
He then drifted down and kneeled in front of her. His hands came up and gently held her face. N stared deeply into Uzi’s eye lights, pastel yellow meeting lavender purple. The little Worker Drone could feel her core pick up in pace swiftly.
N leaned in slowly, and Uzi could eventually feel his vents against her face. She could smell how sweet his breath was, like vanilla. He then finally met her lips.
Uzi went stiff as a board and squeezed her eye lights shut, feeling as N made not just one kiss, but many. She could even feel him smile, for whatever reason that is. But he pulled away after only a few seconds.
“You know, you kind of have to reciprocate in order to make the deal.” N told her, voice now low and soft.
Uzi opened one of her eye lights a little. She saw that the lights in her room had dimmed somehow, even though they couldn’t.
“How did… Did you dim the lights somehow?” She asked.
“Hehe, yeah. Thought it would help create the mood a little more.” He told her with a soft giggle.
Uzi only nodded. She turned her gaze back to him.
“Are you ready to reciprocate now?” N asked with a slight cock of his head.
Uzi swallowed and took a deep vent. She nodded.
N smiled a little wider. He then leaned back in, connecting their lips again. Once again, Uzi was met with a rush of vanilla and pure sugar. But she reciprocated, even though she sucked at it.
This is her first time ever kissing someone. She has no experience at all, unlike how N seems to. Though, he did say before that he’s made other deals, so he must have quite a bit of experience if he’s truly immortal.
But before Uzi even knew it, N was tugging at her chin. He pulled her mouth open, and he dove his tongue right inside.
Uzi should’ve known earlier, but the feel of his gummy tongue against her pale grey silicone one was jarring. It shocked her so much she even made a surprised noise. She could hear N giggle at her.
The ‘Candemon’ did not hesitate to begin exploring her mouth. Uzi could taste not only his cherry flavored tongue, but also his vanilla flavored saliva.
N gave a quiet groan. He pulled Uzi closer to him, pressing their mouths more firmly against each other. Uzi’s hands grasped onto his forearms, unable to help the hushed moan from escaping her voice box. She could feel the burn of her lights as her visor was entirely flushed with large blush lines.
After what felt like an eternity, N finally separated his mouth from Uzi’s. His red tongue, transparent in that gummy-ish way, was surprisingly long. He trailed it slowly from Uzi’s mouth, and left brown-tinted saliva in his wake. In fact, it was the only thing connecting the two anymore.
“You taste so delicious, Uzi~ Like sour candy~” N told her breathily, looking to have very enjoyed that whole thing.
There was a moment of silence between the two, both drones just staring into each other’s flushed visors. Uzi was taking some vents, feeling so breathless after that make-out session.
“N-… Nothing happened…” She said. “You didn’t just say all that just so you could make-out with me, did you?” Her tone turned peeved as her gaze narrowed.
N chuckled, still staring so deeply into her eye lights.
“No, I didn’t.” He said. “It may not look it, but the deal has indeed been made.”
“Demon Drones never lie about deals.” He added.
“Uh-huh… Sure…” Uzi replied, not sure if she should believe him.
“But do tell me,” N started, getting the worker’s attention again. “How was your first kiss?” He asked, a sly smile on his face.
Uzi narrowed her gaze even more. But she soon had to tear it away, as her blush turned bashful.
“It was…” Her voice was uncharacteristically quiet. “I-It was nice…” She admitted.
“I’m glad you enjoyed it.” N said, tail swaying playfully.
“There’s gonna be a lot more of those in the future, just you wait, Sugarplum~” He promised her, holding her chin.
For what felt like the millionth time, Uzi simply stared at the Candemon. Her gaze then turned miffed.
“Never call me that again.” She told him sternly.
N chuckled once more, finding amusement in her reaction.
“Okay then, Biscuit.” He replied cheekily.
Uzi growled at him. She did not like pet names, thank you!
“Now then,” N brought her back to reality. “I suppose I’ll have to enroll at your school now!” He said.
“Wha-?! Why?!” Uzi asked incredulously.
“Well, you wanted to show all those bullies you could get a boyfriend, right?” N asked back.
“O-Oh. Yeah…” Uzi remembered that was indeed what she summoned him here for.
“B-But! You’ll give away that you’re a Demon Drone –or at least not a Worker Drone- if you just go strolling in like that!” Uzi gestured to his figure.
“Hmmm, I suppose you’re right…” N hummed.
“Which is why us Demon Drones are able to disguise ourselves!” He then said, standing up.
“Wait what-“ Uzi barely got out.
A sugary mist spread from behind N, obscuring his frame entirely. Uzi closed her optics and shielded her visor with her arms. After a few moments, she could feel the sticky mist die down. Uzi looked back up, just in time to see the fog disperse.
And what was once standing in place of N was… A Worker Drone. Kind of…
He was only a few inches taller than Uzi, but looked nearly identical to N.
His hair was the same, messy and colored in pastel pink, blue, and yellow. His bodily lights were still pastel yellow, and his core still had blue sugar glass as the covering.
His tail, wings, and caution stripes were totally gone. His forearms were also now normal worker arms. His legs also weren’t the same, now worker legs.
In place of his trench coat and hat was a Neapolitan-colored sweater and beige-colored leggings, like an ice cream cone. And on his head was a flat cap colored cherry red. His shoes were white sneakers with rainbow freckles of color on the pleather and soles.
“And viola! I’m a Worker Drone just like you!” N exclaimed, his arms in the air as he showed off his disguise.
Uzi only stared dumbfoundedly back at him in shock.
“Now I can sneak in, get enrolled, and come to school with you! Just like any other good boyfriend!” N told her merrily and with a big smile.
“And since I can’t be giving myself away, I even turned my scythe into a pen!” N then exclaimed.
The aforementioned weapon now looked like a stylized pen, with a fake plastic cookie above the short length of blue plastic sitting above the tip. There were some candy cane-style beads above it, colored blue with thinner red and green lines. And above those was the candy corn, a golden bow just below it.
“Now no one will know I’m a Demon Drone! Isn’t that amazing, Uzi?!” N asked excitedly.
Robo-God just what did Uzi get herself into?