The Intervention

Senior POV

After I finish my meal like a good little boy, or at least that's what she said, I felt pretty stuffed, and for a dominant man, and like the good misogynist I am, it didn't sit well with me.

I put my dish into the dishwasher and then the rest of the dishes in the other home made automatic dishwasher for larger appliances, it's something that saves my life, and a lot of my time.

"Kylie, got any ideas of where you wanna move? I think we should move to the desert or the bottom of an ocean, nobody will bother us there," I say, starting to wonder where the hell she went.

Only to find her in my room, making my bed, cleaning up my shit from the floor, because that was the room that she was unable to get to, and the misogynist would be proud, except... I'm not misogynistic...

So instead of being happy and satisfied with pretty much having my own robotic housewife, I was boiling with rage, she was probably throwing my stuff away!

If I was a little angrier I might've already thrown her out on her ass.

"Where do you wanna go? The desert or the ocean?" I ask again, this time in a significantly more impatient tone.

She pretends to think for a second, but it clearly doesn't work to convince on either of us since it's pretty obvious she was so quick she made up her mind before I even said Ocean.

She assumes what I say and responds with, "The ocean, or more preferably, the seas, since they are way calmer," She says, with a cunning smile, like a foxes, I think. It made me feel like there was more at play than just that reason.

"Just kidding, we're going to the zoo, and we're gonna drop you off," I say.

She snorts and I exit the room, thinking on how I'm gonna make the arrangements, when I peer out the window, and see another convoy of sketchy vans park near out building and a bunch of people dressed in riot gear, "Hey Kylie, there are some people coming and I think that you were supposed to be my Early Warning System."

She raises her eyebrows, "Yeah, I'm sorry about that, but I am NOT your tool to use whenever you want! Even when I want you to..." She mutters at the end, but since it was out of context, weird as hell, and none of my damn business, so I pretend like I didn't hear it.

"Still, it's OUR safety that's at risk here, it's not like I'm the one in extreme danger, they're gonna take you away, and in one of the worst case scenarios, I'll end up in a life of indentured servitude, so is the life in the world of a of a dystopia," I say, suddenly gloomy and worried of my future.

She smiles, and pulls out my mini gun, "Wait, how did you get that functional and mobile?!" I ask, "And didn't I tell you not to touch my projects?" I finish.

"Well, you see, it was in my way, and it was so EASY to fix, I thought it would be a waste of you time." She says, before smiling like a hyena again and continues with a disturbing, "And what are you gonna do? Lick the heavy, long barrel? While I shoot darts down your mouth? Mmm~"

I sweatdrop and raise my hands in surrender, "You know what? This is too much, you can get someone else to suck your cock, that's too gay," I say, channeling my inner millennial, which is actually there considering the amount of time I spend with it's tech.

I start walking to the door before I realize, there may be some heavily armed soldiers waiting to bust my door down, so I quickly turn around and take a look at Kylie, who was just looking at me wondering what I'm doing, and honestly...

What the fuck am I doing?

Oh yeah, trying to run away from this horny piece of scrap thinking she has a dick cause she's holding a 5 barreled minigun with a caliber of 10 mm.

Anyways, I found the exit I wanted, and it wasn't even a cramped ass tube, it was the fire exit!

I quickly move aside a cabinet that I left my tools on and look at the door.

Now normally when you used this exit, the fire alarm would automatically go off, however, I worked around it, so it doesn't get irritating when I gotta get lost fast every damn time, it would be embarrassing too, running from your own home in fear, doesn't sound like a home to me at all, but whatever.

I quickly open the door that clearly looks like it was meant for a dwarf, and shut the door behind me, I don't know how Kylie reacted to this, but I highly doubt she noticed until now, since she's planning how to do her stand probably.

I suddenly hear some bangs, and realize how I'll help Kylie with her defense of my now taken over room.