Weakness of a Blueblood by kmsumrall

Something exploded outside, but I was unfazed by this occurrence. No explosions could hope to damage one with as much prestige as myself. I was too strong for that. But enough with this indulgence.

“I am sorry, my dear sweet Aradia, but I must break this intimate moment. You see, you are simply not finished yet.”

I stroked her cold metal check. Yes... Cold and metal... I could touch it without breaking it. Hmmm... I could install warmers under her checks. I am told that trolls have warm checks. Although, it would be difficult finding a heating system that could be felt through the thick-

*pop*

“Did you hear that, Aradia? That sounded like... Catenative Doomsday Dice Cascader!” I hurried over to the window. This was unacceptable. That disgrace to Blue Bloods must have finally snapped and activated the brutal thing. Its not calibrated yet. It could take out both spires!

I ran to the stairs, not worried about myself but about all my projects and devices, looking for the control panel for the device. If I couldn’t shut it down, at least i could disengage the chains and send it down as a gift to that monstrous Lusus.

The noise outside stopped. Ah, good. It appears to have broken. I told her that the math she put into it was flawed and unstable. I already know she will blame it on bad luck, so why even bother asking. Still, it wouldn’t hurt to have Aurthour go and clean it up. Once he was done, I could go and examine what needed replaced. Everything breaks. Nothing is as strong as I am.

“Aurthour! Where are you? I require a service!” Where was that butler?

Something exploded bigger than before and shook the whole building. Did the device reactivate? More rumbling started as a crack appeared in the floor. This was unforeseen.

I stepped over to the stable side, making sure to not accidentally fall through. Great, the damage was going to extensive, and rebuilding this place by hand again was very much beneath me. Perhaps if I built-

“Aurthour! What are you doing over there? Get on this side!”

Aurthour wobbled on the shifting floor, hoofs skittering left and right, this way and that. Clearly I would need to intervene, but in what way?

“Run over here now!” I got a firm stance and grabbed the falling side of the hive and held tight. The shifting briefly subsided, but even my own strength was not enough to pull it back into place.

“Aurthoooouuuuuur!” He was closer now, within reaching distance. If I grabbed him, I could pull him over to this side. But...

But I might also rip his arm off.

Hesitation was a mistake. The floor crumbled under my immense grip, and my custodian fell.

No! New course of action, leap off the building, grab Aurthour and place my body between his and the ground. It would hurt, but might just-

Then I saw something that made my blood as cold as its color. My beautiful Aradia, she was falling as well! Ah, I could swing on this cable and grab her, but Aurthour-

“What do I do!?” I shouted, shaking the building even more.

Who was more important? Some gutterblood gift, or my... friend?


“D-Don’t worry, A... Aradia,” I said, not crying. Blue Bloods don’t cry. “Just a few dents, Nothing I can’t fix...”

I stared into her red glass eyes. “You... You know me, don’t you? Care for me? You... love me, correct?”

The robot chassis slumped over.

Blue Bloods don’t cry. The game would be starting soon. I was to the be leader. Blue Bloods don’t cry. She could have the gift then. And... And... She will love it. Blue Bloods don’t cry.

We don’t.

Cry.