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Who:

zombiedude
When: Sometime during the robot event. Likely towards the end.
Where: Nico's apartment.
What: Robo!Will tries to swoon Nico di Angelo. Things fail miserably.
Rating/Warning: Yandere things. Robot death.

(It wasn't really Will's fault. His experience with robots was practically nonexistent and a lot of the technology in this place was still pretty confusing to him. So, curiosity had gotten the better of him and he'd turned his robot on.

At first, it really didn't seem so bad. The robot seemed eager to help and Will wasn't against that. He was able to practice first aid on the robot. He could cut plenty of strips of bandages to have them prepared. There was a lot of good in it. Until there wasn't.

The robot began to change day by day and before long, Will was looking into his very own face. The skin was a little too perfect, the eyes too flat and dead, and the smile held none of the warmth that Will's did but these were minute details to a stranger. The robot was eerie and watched Will closely, talking softly and calmly. There didn't seem to be a threat. At least not until the robot smacked Will over the head with his own guitar and left the guy unconscious and tied up in an intricate series of knots in his closet. After that, RoboWill dressed himself up in some of Will's nicer clothes and went out. He was fully determined.

An hour later, he showed up at Nico's doorstep. In one arm, he had a luxurious bouquet of lilies, deep red roses, and dangling wisteria. It was an elaborate flower display and it smelled delightful. In his other arm was a sizable heart-shaped box of chocolates. Then there was a clean, pristine bear holding a velvet red heart with the words I Like You Beary Much on them. That much seemed a little normal for Will, normal enough that RoboWill clearly felt it'd pass inspection.

He knocks at the door and waits, grinning in self-confidence.)

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[Nico isn't surprised to find Will standing outside his door. They've been hanging out every day, mostly in the evenings due to Will's insistence that Nico eat dinner with him so he can make sure Nico actually eats a solid meal. Following up on their discussion, they've also been training together. Will's been teaching Nico how to use a bow and arrow and Nico's been teaching Will how to use a dagger. So Will popping over isn't surprising.

Will showing up at his door with the current things he's holding though... Nico just... stares at the items wordlessly for a moment. A box of chocolates, flowers, and a... is that a teddy bear? Yes, that is indeed a teddy bear. With an awful pun on it too.

Nico's first initial thought is What in the actual Hades. This has to be some sort of ironic joke. Will can't seriously have gotten those things for him. He doesn't have much of a sweet tooth, he kills plants, and the bear? Really? Is it supposed to be for target practice?]

Uhm. [Go on, Will. Say it's a joke.]

(RoboWill doesn't seem to see the problem here. He's evaluated the relationship pattern between Nico and Will and has deducted that this is the appropriate next step. That he can absolutely win Nico in ways that the original Will apparently just didn't have the nerve to. He'd show both Nico and the original Will how this sort of thing was supposed to go down.

Upon Nico opening the door, Will's smile widens.)

Hey Nico.

(His voice sounds perfect, exactly like Will's.)

I was just walking around when I thought I should surprise you. You look really nice today by the way.

(Nailed it. He holds out all of the gifts, smiling excitedly. He was so awesome. So great. How did the original Will ever expect to get a boyfriend with the way he was acting before? Seriously. Amateur.)

...

[Nico is sorely tempted to just close the door in Will's face, frowning at him. He's actually serious? Will should know better than to get him ridiculous stuff like this.

... Wait.

Will should know better. And something doesn't feel right. Nico narrows his eyes at Will, studying him for a moment and puzzling it out.

... The robots. That's it. Nico's not sensing any life aura coming from the Will standing in front of him. Nico resists the urge to roll his eyes up at the ceiling and makes a mental note in his head to be more adamant about Will not trusting anything from CERES, no matter how well intentioned it seems. What the Hades has Will gotten himself into now? At least he's sure that he's okay. He knows he would have felt it if Will was dying or seriously injured, and there hasn't been anything close to resembling a buzzing in his ears since he last saw the other demigod.

Time to get to the bottom of this and figure out where the real Will is.]

Right... Thanks? [He reaches out to take the offered items, trying not to grimace. The flowers and chocolate he can give out to people he knows and the teddy bear, well... Cerberus could always use a new chew toy.] What's all this for?

(RoboWill winds up rocking back onto his heels, practically bouncing up and down when Nico says 'thanks'. He was already ten steps forward than the original Will ever had been.

He blinks in surprise at the question.)

Because I like you, obviously.

(Wasn't that obvious? Had the original Will really failed so badly that Nico didn't even know that much? Gods, he had more work to do than he had thought. RoboWill invites himself into Nico's apartment. The original Will certainly felt comfortable enough in just strolling right on in so he does as well.)

And we should go on a date sometime. I've been thinking about it and I was wondering why we hadn't yet. I mean, we should, right?

[The words 'I like you' sound wrong coming from RoboWill's mouth. Nico tries not to frown, following after him and setting the items on his small table as he continues to play dumb. And when the robot asks to go on a date? Nico makes a little choking sound, a surge of annoyance running through him that the first thing to ever ask him out on a proper date is a stupid robot. He contemplates finding his sword and running it through the thing, but taking the robot out right now won't help him find out what happened to Will.]

Uhm... What about your robot...? Shouldn't it be following you around? [He asks the question carefully, watching the robot's face for its reaction.]

(RoboWill's eyes flicker just for a brief moment before he shrugs loosely. It was nearly a perfect imitation of Will's own shrug.)

Nah, that'd be pretty awkward wouldn't it? It'd kind of be like having some weird third wheel. He'll be fine on his own.

[Okay, this is starting to get just creepy.]

It would be a bit awkward. [Not as awkward as it wanting to be the one to go on a date with you. Nico is going to kill Will once he finds him. The problem is, he has no idea where RoboWill put Real Will, and the city is rather big.

Cerberus, by now, has come up to RoboWill. The dog sniffs at him curiously, then makes a confused whine.]

So... what did you have in mind?

(When Cerberus approaches him, RoboWill makes an error that he doesn't really think about. His goal here is Nico so he completely ignores the dog besides a cursory glance. Will never ignored Cerberus. Really, he'd greet the dog sometimes more excitedly than his owner. Always with pets and a hello.

He turns his attention back to Nico and grins.)

I was-

(He stops mid-sentence. For as clear as it had been how much Will cared about Nico, he couldn't get a good read on much beyond that. The robot only had its own resources to fall back on.)

We could take a walk in the park where I could serenade you.

(Seriously. Yup. That was what just came out of his mouth.)

[Nico has to bite down on his lip to keep from laughing incredulously. It feels like he's being wooed by Apollo, not Will.]

Then we'll need to go get your guitar. It's back at your apartment, right? [He can take a look around to see if Will is somewhere there.]

Oh.....Did I say serenade you? I meant read you poetry. Poetry that I have written for you specifically. Poetry doesn't need guitars. Who needs guitars?

(He clears his throat and looks away from Nico. The fact that he was trying to be like Will was backfiring on him pretty badly. Will was an awful liar and didn't favor dishonesty at all. It had made the robot have trouble in picking up a good way to properly lie.)

Why not both? I like your music. We can get your guitar then head out.

(The robot couldn't seem to think of a solid reason that would make sense to argue. After all, music and poetry would be excellent in the romantic seduction of Nico di Angelo, he thinks. Will was tied up anyway in the closet. It should be fine.)

Well okay, if you insist.

(RoboWill turns about and heads out of Nico's apartment rather quickly and back into Will's. It's still quiet enough and the guitar was where he left it- on the floor. He picks it up quickly and holds it against his side so the crack on the edge from where he had hit Will wouldn't be exposed.)

[Nico watches RoboWill carefully, making sure he's out the door before he beckons for Cerberus to follow him. He makes sure to stay close though, wanting to get into the apartment before RoboWill can grab the guitar and come back out. On the way there, he bends over and murmurs to Cerberus to find the real Will. Cerberus looks a bit confused but once Nico steps into Will's apartment, Cerberus starts sniffing around.

Nico raises an eyebrow as he catches RoboWill picking the guitar up from the floor.] Were you practicing just now?

(RoboWill doesn't seem to notice Cerberus sniffing around but again, his only interest seems to be in Nico. He looks down at the guitar and evaluates it calmly.)

Yes.

(Because that was the easy answer, wasn't it? That wasn't totally a lie either. He wasn't practicing playing it but he was totally practicing hitting boys over the head with it.

He doesn't even notice Cerberus starting to head off towards Will's bedroom.)

[Nico spots Cerberus going off in the corner of his eyes and takes a step closer to RoboWill, wanting to keep his attention on him.] Just playing around or working on a new song?

(It worked well enough. When Nico stepped closer, it was like every gear in RoboWill's head spritzed out of control and he smiled stupidly wide, eager to have Nico's attention. He began to ramble on about playing around while Cerberus delved into the bedroom.

It didn't take particularly long for Will to be discovered in the closet. Thankfully, Will had proved to be quite useful in his time incapacitated. He'd been knocked out cold for a good amount of time but eventually had come to enough to lift his bound feet up and work the door knob of his closet open. He was too disoriented still to get up and for a while had just been laying there in a daze.

It wasn't until he had heard voices, Nico's voice in particular, through his walls that Will had begin to really wake up. There was a bit of blood dried on his forehead from where he'd been smacked and a bit of a bruise forming but otherwise he seemed fine.

Cerberus found him and soon enough, the three heads had ripped through the knots on his hands and feet. He had uncomfortable rings of rope burn around each wrist, bright red marks he rubbed at with a frown. He gave Cerberus a gentle pat on each head and whispered to the dog Good boy, you're such a good dog.

Soon enough he was on his feet and going silently through his closet to the bow and quiver he kept up on the shelf. He slung it over his shoulder and knocked an arrow onto his bow. He walked silently out of the bedroom, face stoic and calm, every bit a demigod. When he reached the main room, Nico's back was facing him and RoboWill was talking animatedly, his eyes so focused on Nico that it was evident he didn't notice Will.

Will took aim and a moment later, an arrow was popping through RoboWill's right eye with a burst of robot blood. For a moment, RoboWill's jaw trembled and his voice malfunctioned, slurring in a mechanical sort of way but then another arrow joined his face but this time in the left eye. A third landed into the forehead and the robot crumpled, glitching all over the floor and bleeding out until finally it lay still. Will lowered his arm and let out a sigh.

He didn't rush to Nico's side, still too dizzy, but he does reach him as quickly as he could.)

Are you okay?

(Asks the kid with a healthy growing bruise on his face roughly the size of a soft ball.)

[Once Nico has RoboWill's attention on talking about music, he keeps the conversation up, asking what he's been working on, commenting on things he liked in Will's music he's heard before, and other related things.

He's not expecting anyone to come up behind him, so when an arrow suddenly lands in RoboWill's face, Nico starts in surprise. As much as he knows it isn't really Will, it's still disconcerting to see an arrow in what looks like Will's head.

Make that arrows, another one landing in the robot's other eye. Nico turns, a grin growing as he looks back at the real Will, taking a few steps back so Will can have all the room he wants to work with. He hears a thunk and glances back to see the robot's fallen over, but a quick glance is all he takes. He doesn't want to see what looks like Will bleeding out on the floor.]

That was an... interesting experience. Are you okay? [He lifts a hand up like he's going to touch Will's bruise, but stops just an inch or so shy because he doesn't want to hurt him.] What did it do?

(Will manages a slight smile, looking almost uncharacteristically tired.)

I'm okay. Just...a bit of a bump.

(He slings his arrow over his shoulder and adjusts his quiver on his back.)

It knocked me out with my guitar.

(He says this with blatant disgust, frowning deeply and looking over to where the guitar was now getting stained with a bit of robot blood. Will sighs with honest exasperation and slumps off towards the bathroom to grab his first aid kit.)

Thanks for sending Cerberus after me. That guy had some legit knot tying skills, I gotta say.

Good. That's good. [He means it with sincerity, glad that Will isn't hurt badly. ... Though he can't hold back a snort of amusement when Will explains he was taken out by his own guitar.] I hope he didn't damage it. [And hopefully it's fixable if it did. Nico knows you can't easily replace things from home here.

He follows after Will, watching him carefully to see if he's not walking straight. The other demigod may say he's okay, but Nico knows how head injuries can be.

In the meantime, Cerberus walks over to the robot, growling and watching it alertly to make sure it doesn't do anything else once the dog's picked up that the 'blood' isn't human blood and that this thing isn't human.]

(That snort of amusement warrants a bit of a dark look from Will. He rolls his eyes a moment later and shakes his head.)

I do too. But I'm pretty sure I got the short end of the stick in that exchange.

(Once in the bathroom, Will goes about pulling open the kit and sorting through it idly. It was tempting to use some of the nectar or ambrosia he had inside or even some of the pastes he'd made but those were far too valuable here for him to waste on something minor. He gingerly touches his head, feeling through his hair before giving an annoyed grunt.)

Minor concussion. Figures.

(He picks out some ointment and swivels about to sit down on the closed lid of his toilet. Bending over his own knees, he began to rub some ointment over the rope burns.)

He um. I'm sorry if he was weird with you.

Here. [Nico motions for Will to give the ointment to him.] Let me help. Bending over can't be good for your head if you've got a concussion.

[At that last comment, Nico's mouth twitches up ever so slightly.] Weird doesn't even begin to cover it. It got me a few gifts. If you ever got me a gift, what would you give me?

Oh- uh- thanks.

(He blinks a bit in surprise before obliging the other boy, handing over the ointment. Nico had a point there and it wasn't one Will was about to argue with.)

Oh my gods, did it really? I am so sorry.

(His face steadily begins to turn red and he just quietly groans, sliding a hand over his face. But then Nico asks what he would get him and he turns even redder. He was so glad he had killed that robot. So glad. He rubs a hand at the back of his neck and eventually the blush fades. What would he get Nico?)

Maybe I would try and find you some more Mythomagic things. Or try and look for a similar game here that I think you'd enjoy. Or um- I'd try and get a real record of Glen Miller's and then a record player so you could enjoy it maybe how you enjoyed it back when you were still in your time?

[It's the least Nico can do, after everything Will's done, not only for him but for everyone back at camp what with being the camp's best medic. He spreads the ointment gently over the rope burns he sees, half wishing that the robot wasn't out of commission so he could take it out, inwardly angry that that thing had hurt Will even if it wasn't serious.]

Good answers. And that's why I figured out pretty quick that thing wasn't you. I didn't think you'd get me chocolates. [A pause.] Or flowers. [Another pause.] Or a teddy bear with a personalized message of 'I like you beary much'. [Yeah, he is totally rubbing it in now, trying not to laugh as he smirks in amusement.] I hope you won't be offended if I give the bear to Cerberus as a chew toy.

It got you chocolates? Gods, no, I wouldn't. I already feel like you don't eat good enough as is.

(He sighs heavily, blowing a piece of hair up with the effort of it. Despite his embarrassment over his robot being a complete idiot on his behalf, the idea of getting Nico flowers does bring a smile to his face.)

Really? Flowers. That's smart. And okay, in all fairness, that teddy bear sounds pretty rockin'. But hey, don't let me get in the way of Cerberus and his chewing.

(It felt a bit odd having Nico taking care of him instead but in a nice sort of way. A way that the thought he could maybe get used to.)

What would you get me for gifts?

If I had to pick between chocolate and flowers, I'd go with chocolate. I kill flowers; they probably wouldn't last very long.

[He rolls his eyes at Will's comment about the teddy bear and gives him a look that amounts to really?] You could keep it instead, if you want to.

[As for what he might get for Will... His expression trails off into a more thoughtful one.] Uhm... Maybe some of that blank music paper so you can write songs down on them? Or better recording equipment.

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