Stress Test Anon Part 15

>You blink your eyes open wearily as the droning trill of your alarm clock wakes you from a dreamless sleep and resist the urge to groan as your back protests to you getting up.
>"Gotta stop sleeping on my side" you grunt to yourself as you crack your back.
>A deep breath in through your nose tells you that Breakfast is just about ready, and after dry swallowing a pain pill you pull your clothes on and head to the kitchen
>"Hi Master!" Sammy greets, smiling as you try your best not to grunt like a caveman in return.
>A tired smile scrawls itself across your face as she hands you a cup of black coffee.
>"You're an angel, Sammy" you say before taking a much needed sip, and feeling awareness spread from your head to your feet as you drink more of your nectar of the gods "Trying something new with the brewing?" you ask, noticing that today's blend is slightly richer than the last.
>"Yep! Did you know we had a hand powered coffee grinder?" she asked "Ive been trying different fineness of grinds to see which one you like best!"
>"Well, I think you've found the perfect grind then" you compliment "I don't know what I'd do without you girls"
>"Eat pre-made sandwiches and live off of instant coffee?" Sammy replies somewhat sardonically, smiling as you nod along unashamed.
>Lulu walks in as you open the paper on the table, smiling at you as she brings breakfast, honeyed oatmeal with a plethora of diced fruits that you happily devour.
>"Are there any plans for after work today, Sir?" She asks pleasantly
>"I'll be taking Dorothy to visit a few of the R&D Hopefuls to see if any of them can get her in contact with her dad, but nothing much other than that" you reply, instantly noticing how the corners of her mouth tip downwards.
>"Is that wise sir, she is that man's daughter after all" Lulu replied worriedly, nervously fidgeting her fingers.
>"I already gave my word unfortunately, suddenly doing a 180 would do nothing but make me look suspicious" you reply, unhappy that you've made Lulu worry yet again.
>Lulu sighs but eventually nods in concession.
>You kiss Lulu on the forehead after she finishes fixing you tie, smiling as her cheeks glow.
>"I'll be careful, don't worry" you say, giving her a winning smile, that she returns after a moment of anxious indecision.
>Work is as it always is, tedious and soul crushing in equal measure.
>Watching Dorothy unload a clip of hallowpoints into a Nandroid's face makes your stomach twist, and you help hold Dorothy's hair as she pukes into a nearby waste bin after the fact, patting her back like Agustus did with you after your first real Stress Test.
>And just like Agustus did with you, you hand her a heavy duty magnet and tell her to put the still barely functioning Nandroid out of her misery.
>By the time the two of you clock out you'd Stress Tested thirteen Nandroids, two Botlers, and about a dozen Sterling Brand Auto Vacuums.
>Dorothy had thrown up three more times, which was honestly better than you had done on your first real day.
>"Why do they activate them before the fact?" She asks, a thrumming undercurrent of disgust in her voice.
>"Black boxes only start recording critical failure states after activation, plus sometimes the product being tested will give added information that's useful for deciding how to move the product forward" you explain detachedly, giving the same canned response your mentor had given you all those years ago.
>"How does a Nandroid begging you to stop ripping out it's internal circuitry give additional information?" She inquires with morbid curiosity.
>"Because it stops begging at some point as system failures cause cascading errors despite the unit being theoretically still waking the requests" A Gruff voice says haughtily as you resist the urge to groan.
>"Hello Danielle" you say resignedly, looking at the High End Stress Tester as she saunters around the corner.
>"So, it's true that Agustus' brat has a brat of his own" She says, her cybernetic eye cycling through magnification setting to get a better look at Dorothy.
>"What's the matter, your Dolls stop saying what a big man you are so now you have to settle for a human like the rest of us?" She sneers, and it takes all your effort to not tell her to go fuck herself.
>"I thought that was the guy you liked Danielle, still sore that he'd rather mess around with decapitated Nandroids than pay you any mind?" you practically snarl back.
>A thunderous expression crosses her face for a second before she replaces it with a cold Smirk.
>"And to think that I was going to pass along whatever stupid ass message you had to the Beta Testers" She says, smirking ever wider as your face sets into a frown, before turning on her heel and sauntering off.
>You take in a deep breath through your nose, you sigh.
>"Who was that?" Dorothy asks, obviously uncomfortable.
>"Danielle Winters, but most people just curse under their breath rather than say her name" you explain "If there's one Stress Tester that gets more satisfaction from their job we've probably already fired them for Molesting scrapped Nandroids"
>"She hates them that much? but why?" Dorothy asks in obvious confusion.
>"Some people say an Outmode plucked out her eye after a berry fell on her face, some say her father left her and her mother to elope with their Maidbot, Personally, I think she's just a bitch" You reply, smiling impishly as Dorothy snorts at your dry wit.
>"Lets go talk to a few of my feelers before she threatens them into not listening to us" you say simply, walking back towards the building, Dorothy on your heels.