Afterthought, by Netbug009WALL-E
For a moment, it was an afterthought. An important afterthought, but an afterthought all the same. So far back in her mind, truthfully, that it was momentarily forgotten, an extra ounce of power being used by her stasis chamber the only remaining fragment.
She didn't understand it, if she even realized it, but the plant didn't matter right now. It was safe, and that was enough, much to the dismay of the beeping that moaned ever so quietly inside of her. She looped and zoomed in and out of the course to the Axiom superior that her CPU was scrambling to work out and update as her starting position rapidly changed over and over again.
No, it could wait. Right then, she wanted nothing more than to match illogical movements. To believe she was among stars that were clearly light years away. To share her first dance with him.
Sky, by Netbug009WALL-E
Her plan to send him out of her life had failed.
Yes, WALL-E had gone home in the escape pod. It was a perfect launch, and she'd gotten out of the area undetected. Not knowing she'd been trespassing and finding her to be more stable than the cameras had shown her as before, the repair ward reran her diagnostics and let her go. Still, her plan to get him away had failed. As EVE searched the Axiom for her missing plant that night, she passed through an observation deck. Much to her dismay, the bot she was supposed to forget made a rude interruption, catapulting to the front of her mind.
Was... Was he looking out to the sky too?
It was the same sky, wasn't it? No matter how far away she sent him, that truth of the same sky would remain. No matter where he was, he was. Somewhere. Somewhere reachable. The more she saw those stars, the farther away he was. The more alone she was. Loneliness was still beyond EVE's comprehension, along with many other feelings the sky brought, but she d
1-5, by Netbug009WALL-E
She could look in a mirror and see her identity. That's how it was supposed to be, anyway. A robot; she was no more than the sum of her parts and what they did.
But somehow, to EVE, her reflection seemed like such a small thing. Such an insignificant thing now. She almost hated the expectations of her appearance now, because of how far away they pulled her from him.
Forget the reflection. She decided to forget her round frame, sleek polished surface and high end equipment. She just wanted to be here with this boxy, dirty, simply built robot who had followed her home weeks ago.
You Are the Woman Josh Kelley
He knew it from the moment she flew over his head that this was the answer to his questions the night before. This was the stars he'd looked up to falling down to Earth with him. This was the sky clearing for a glimmer of hope. This was outside of Yonkers and it only took a moment to appear and captivate him forever.
Now if only he could learn her name
Color, by Netbug009WALL-E
Brown was the only color WALL-E usually saw, which was fine, because it was the only color around him even according to a normal set of eyes. The bleak landscape's blow was softened by being all he knew, and all he was programmed to know. Even his favorite movie, which seems to hint at more colors existing in the universe, had a slightly brown tint to it the whole way though. Even after he began to notice the potential of his life and the world around him, he never really thought about this.
That was, until it came.
At first, the lifeless white pod was the same as everything else, though even with the brown tint it was clear that this...whatever it was had a more sanitary demeanor to it than anything he had seen, something that made it almost feel unnatural to him.
Then it, no, she activated.
Her eyes glowed blue. Pure blue. No brown. The energy that created the color made it show differently to his optics, and it was the first time he had experienced such a thing.
She flew, and
Joy, by Netbug009WALL-E
But now there was joy, which quickly destroyed the remains of any hopelessness she had felt only moments ago while watching his empty frame roll around. The tender look in his eyes once again held his heart, and therefore hers was back as well.
This went beyond anything she had ever imagined possible, or according to many of the humans around her, what should have been possible. But she knew she felt these human emotions; she felt happiness when she flew, she felt grief when there was danger to those she cared about, and she felt love. Most importantly, she felt love.
What she felt was minor, however, compared to the results of the strange actions her emotions stirred. She held him close, pressing her head against his, letting the ill logic of the situation fall off of her in the very way it would have trapped her earlier that same day. These emotions had brought him back to her, and that meant more than any explanation.
A Heavy Word, by Netbug009It made him sweat.
It was one thing to be going out with somebody. It was one thing to enjoy spending time with them and being close to them.
But, loving them was a totally new thing for him.
He knew it, but saying it was the hard part. Love was more than just a casual thing. It was a heavy word, only to be used with care and commitment. But, at the same time, it was something you couldn't hold in when you felt it.
She turned to him, and he gulped. It was a strange feeling. He knew she liked him, and he felt the same way, well, sort of. He didn't just like her anymore, and that was the hard part.
"Um..." He put on a smile and blurted it out. "I love you, you know."
That was it. It was just 3 small words, yet from the look on Sally's face, they meant more than anything to her. She smiled at him. "I love you too Stickers." She gave him a kiss on the cheek and drove off happily.
It made him smile.