♥Just want to use your Heart: MATURE

the smell of something burning greeted him.

In the kitchen abbie was 'cooking' im breakfast with a frown plastered on her face.

Maxwell quickly got up when he realized he smelled something burning, he pulled up his boxers- and stumbled out of the room. "Abbie?" He questioned, coming around the corner- seeing her behind the stove cooking something. "Ahhh-" He breathed out, and walked towards her. "What are you cooking Abbie?" He questioned, not exactly recongizing what he saw.

He glanced over at the front door, Seri's shoe's wernt there. He wondered when she had gone home. And why she'd just left in the middle of the night.

"Eggs." she said. "I dont understand though." she frowned. "When I made them last they were white and yellow."

Maxwell smiled lightly, "Thats okay. I'll make them. You hungry?" He questioned, he didnt know if she was a doll that ate. The newer one's ate, cried, slept, and acted human.

He took out some egg's from the fridge, "How long have you been making these?" He questioned, "Did you see Seri leave earlier?" He questioned, he didnt know why he wouldnt just let the thought that she ran out on him. He deserved it. Its what he'd done to her, quite a few times. He pressed into the stove for it to turn the burner off.

"She left hours ago- when i started cooking." she smiled.

Maxwell blinked, "What? She left hours ago- why wou-" He paused, "Wait- you've been cooking those same egg's for hours..." He slapped his forehead, and then started to laugh lightly. "You dont cook them that long silly." He smiled at her, she actually helped him stay calm.

He took the pan from her, and dumped the eggs into the trashcan. He washed off the pan with some oil that just cleaned everything off. He put it back onto the burner, and punched in which burner and hot hot he wanted it. And cracked the eggs into the pan. "You want some Abbie? Do you eat food?" He questioned.

He started to mix up the eggs, liking scarmbled better then over easy.

"I dont know." she blinked.

She put a hand on her stomach. "But when i started cooking a funny feeling filled here."

"Maybe its the feeling or hunger." Maxwell sugguested, "I guess we'll kjust have to find out." He cooked up the eggs, and made some toast- and set it on the bar style counter top. "There you go, try that." He said as he poured her a glass of orange juice. He put some more bread into the toaster, and cracked some more eggs for himself.

They were all quickly done, and he placed them onto his square silver colored plate. He grabbed himself a fork out of a drawer, and walked around the counter- over to the other side to sit by Abbie. "Did you try it?"

"Abbie was watching Master Maxwell cook so she can learn." she said. She watched him take a bite and mimiced him before pausing- the fork a few inches from her mouth. "... I do not think I should." she said- somethign in the back of her mind telling her eating would mess up her circuting.

She put the fork down and stood up. "Abbie feels funny all over." she said. she looked tired- almost sick. "Please excuse abbie." she bowed and cleaned up her plate.

"Its alright, you dont have to eat it Abbie." Maxwell replied as he ate his eggs and toast. He finished up his plate, and simply left it in the sink. He yawned as he walked into the living room, and turned on the tv. He switched it to the news channel to see what was going on. Obviously still panic.

Maxwell sat down on the couch, and stared at the tv with a frown on his face. Everything seemed to be a mess, thousands dead and missing.

"You alright Abbie?" Maxwell questioned, looking over to her.

"Alright?" she asked. Adjs werent her strong suit apparently. "I am not updates so I am glad."

"I ment are you okay? Feeling well?" He questioned, and crossed his arms- as he glanced over at her. Then he looked back to the tv, they were showing alot of distruction in the down town area. There were people walking about, crying- screaming. Sirens going off everywhere. Maxwell frowned, and then switched the channel to another News station.

The same thing, distruction and bad news. They just kept saying stay in your home's. Over and over again. Saying we'd be safe in our home's, while we were in our home's when we were bombed. Didnt make sense.

"These media people- why do they lie?" she asked tilting her head. "You were in jured here...." she looked to him. "Why did you cover me with your body?" she asked and got u- walking over to him. she knelt to eye level with him and looked him in the face. "why would master maxwell protect abbie?" she asked.

She had said 'me' for the first time- in a moment of what appered to be seriourness. refering to herself in third personimediatly following meant her cercits were still malfunctioning.

"They're trying to make people not worry so much, but it never works. They'd rather us die in our homes, then on the street. Basically." Maxwell explained, and then blinked when she used 'me' instead of saying her name. He smiled at her as she got down infront of him- so she could look at him on eye level. "Because I care about Abbie."

He'd told her that before, but for some reason- he actually ment it. He cared for this doll. Something about her made him want to fix her. Though it wasnt going easily so far. "I dont want Abbie to get hurt." He reassured her, "Because no one like's getting hurt."

So.... Master maxwell hugs those he cares for." she blinked- her eyes flashing. "Should Abbie do embraces as well?" she asked.

Someone knocked at the door and abie stood upright again, not waiting for an answer before hurring over. "Abbie is comming!" she called.

Maxwell smiled at her, and chuckled lightly- while running his hand through his hair lightly. "If you want to Abbie, you can." He replied, not even going to bother to try to explain any more. He heard someone at the door as they knocked, and he watched Abbie quickly get up and go to the door.

He glanced at the tv, and then turned- to look as Abbie opened the door to his neighbor. "Oh hey Komaru." He got up, and walked over to the door. "Dont drool over my doll dude."

Maxwell saw how his friend was staring her down. "Whats up? Need something?"

"Uh... not really." he said ceatching his jaw before it hit the floor. "Nana and I are going to head out to the country- evacuate you know."

Nana, his doll. And everyone knew his F*** buddy.

"Thought it would be a good idea for you to come along- get out of the city. they wont target the country side as much as someplace so heavily populated you know?"

Abbie blinked at the new arival. "You care for master Maxwell?" she asked.

"Uh- well- were friends, I dont sway that way." he said simply and smiled, about to step by her before she glomped him to the ground.

Nana was small framed like Abbie, but a differant sort of doll. She was top of the line, just replaced his older model last month. She stood behind Komaru, off to the side- a small smile on her plump lips. "Your chances of survival are greatly increased leaving the city Maxwell-kun." She replied, and blinked when Abbie latched onto her master. No harm detected, she just remained still.

Maxwell rubbed the back of his neck, and nodded at Nana- and looked to his friend and Abbie now on the ground. "Not like that Abbie-" He chuckled lightly, "You'll give him idea's." He helped her up, and off of his friend. "I dont know- maybe if Seri would want to come too." He shrugged, he didnt want to run off without telling anyone.

Nana helped her master up, and dusted him off slightly. Her long blonde locks tied back into two long ponytails, moved as she did.

"Thank you nana." he said and looked abbie over. "so when did you get a doll?" he asked. "She must be a first time boot up older model huh?" he guesse dby her actions. "No worries- nana can help teach her what she needs to know." he said proudly.

Abbie looked slighlty confused. "There is something I need to know?" she asked innocently.

"I found her on my way home from that night of drinking, she was in the dumpster." He explained, "And I dont need her to learn anything from you." He crossed his arms, and looked to Abbie. "Seri said she was a Hi006 series, 031ky system- but Im not sure. She runs differant, and doesnt respond to those programs."

Nana's eye's looked a bit blank, and then she looked to Komaru. "System access denied. Code 000450. Military level access needed." She replied, and then her eye's returned to normal. She crossed her arms lightly, and looked down. "Sorry master, I cannot access her files. She's top of the line military technology." She replied simply.

Maxwell blinked, and looked at Abbie. "Top of the line?" He repeated, "You serious...?" He coulodnt believe that, unless she was the defective model they just threw away. But thats careless and sloppy for the military.

Abbie blinked. "What is military?" she tilted her head.

"Your must be joking." he frowned. "nana, try once more- just to be sure." he said. "I find it highly unlikely the military would just dump a doll if its that highly firewalled."

"Yeah, seriously. There's all sorts of things wrong with that." Maxwell said as he leaned aginst the wall. "I mean, they destory what they cant use." He replied, his father worked with military grade technology. Which is why he knew so much about technology. But his father just disappeared one day. Him and his mother accepted it must have been his work.

Nana nodded, "Yes Master, I will try again." Her eye's went blank again, "System access denied. Code 000450. Military level access needed." She said once again in an electric sounding voice. She looked up from her hands to Komaru, "Sorry master, I cannot access her data. If I try any harder, it will attack my own systems." She replied, "Do you wish for me to continue?"

Maxwell shook his head, "Dont bother dude, its not worth damaging your own property. Maybe we'll find out more about her after this mess- let me call Seri and get some shit. I dont want to wait around for the next bombing."

Nana frowned, she looked disappointed for not being able to do as her master wished. Her programming had feelings. And they were hurt.

Abbie looked confused.

"Weird." he shook his head then looked to nana. "Cheer up." he smiled. "it isnt your fault if the feds put a lock on her." he said and kissed ehr forhead- a sign on endearmet that abbie quickly took note of.

Maxwell walked off from them to go grab his cellphone, he picked it up- and dialed Seri while he had his back turned to them. "Hello? Hey Seri, yeah no- Im not calling about that. Well yeah that kinda got to me. No, I dont care- I mean I care... But-" He grumbled, "Seri, please- just get some shit together and come with me and Komaru. Yeah I know he can be a douche. Yes. I know. Just come over-"

Nana smiled at him, and nodded. "Yes master." She intertwined her frail looking fingers with eachother, as she stood there observing the room. She looked to Abbie with a smile. "Do you know your malfunction? You could be of more use if you can indentify the problem." She said, trying to be helpful.

"Malfunction?" she blinked. "Abbie isnt defective- mastermaxwell says she only needs to update with books and television." she said. She smiled rightly. "Abbies arm is fine now too." she said moving it happily.

"huh... looks like shes stuck in third person. I wonder if maxwell had that as a prefrence or if its actuly a flaw."