I'm Not A Simp.

I watched Simp in desperation pleading with him to follow us, if something were to happen to him I don't know what I would do. My brother was currently dragging me back to my squad and no matter how much resistance I put him he wasn't budging, even when I hit him. So in one last move I looked at Simp and signed 'Brown, cameraman #3 please don't!' He looked touched but what I signed to him didn't have the intended effect.

He gave me one last look before running outside the building, I could feel my core over heating as a loud hissing noise coming from my cooling system, I know the noise wouldn't work but if he could maybe hear my scream then he would come back. But that's naive, my brother brought me back to our squad where a truck was waiting to take us back. Crook cameraman asked me where Simp cameraman was but I didn't even look at him, the loud hissing noise was slowly getting quieter, he noticed my lack of a response and turned to my brother asking the same question.

When he got his answer I could see his fist clench, either it was because he lost another squad mate or he would be lectured again he signed at us. 'Theirs nothing we can do then, we can only hope he's okay and brought back to us safely.' He then motioned for us to get in the truck.

I did so groggily, I don't know if the atmosphere was dark or if it was just me but the ride back seemed a lot colder than the one here. No one said a word but that wasn't uncommon for our squad, Simp was always the one to try and start a conversation before getting hit with the same response of a deafening silence. 

But even so he would always put on a cheery atmosphere, I noticed a feeling coming from my brother I glanced at him trying to figure out what it was. His posture was completely different, before he was slouched and annoyed but now he was sitting tall and relieved. There could be many reasons for this like the idea that I'm okay or that we suffered minimal casualties, but I know the real reason. He's happy Simp is gone, that I won't be able to talk to him anymore, that I will have to give him and only him my attention.

I Hate Him.

My core was steaming with anger, but I didn't let it show because then my brother would get overprotective again. Wait why was I so upset? I've lost countless of allies before so why was I so upset over this one? My head was starting to hurt that I didn't realize that we made it back to base.

When we got out of the truck we saw Titan speakerman and Titan cameraman flying side by side, that had to be a good omen right? Surely Simp will come back to me- I mean us right? I watched my brother run out of the truck to tell his friends about the news, this evil bastard you lost a squad member and you're celebrating!? 

I glared at him from a distance, before waking inside I needed to clear my head. My core felt like it was working over time, their was a loud cheer or the cameraman's version of it coming from inside the base, pots and pans were being smacked and people were dancing and using way too much oil. I should be celebrating with them but I didn't see the point.

I was walking slowly and cautiously, my hand gripping the center of my chest, I felt like I was going to throw up. A few times I was stopped and asked if I needed to go to the infirmary but I told them I was fine and continued walking, I was making my way to the showers since it would be quiet in their so I could clear my head. 

Once I arrived I put up a maintenance sign to alert people that it was broken but I was really just showering, but I doubted its effectiveness as some cameramen would definitely be drunk off of some oil to notice. Once inside I activated the wax to get it warmed up after I took my air shower to remove any dust and sand from my circuits. I started to undress but stopped as I got to my cleavage, I looked at a mirror and wondered if he would like it. Actually why do I care it's not like he would ever know, it's not like I would ever tell him... not that I can tell him anymore.