2B's Dubious Upgrades by MageRopeB-Recovered

Story by Professor

This is the full series of 2B's Dubious Upgrades written by MageRopeB on AO3 many moons ago before he mysteriously disappeared without a trace.

As per protocol, this will be removed upon artist request if that is his want. But as of right now I know nothing about his wishes for the story other than that he used to have an AO3 account and now doesn't.

All character's are 18+ per MageRopeB's typical prescript clarification. Sometimes 9s is referred to as a 'shota', but that's merely to give referential diversity between the terms 'twink', 'smaller android' and the like. It's a tale as old as time, futa is always bigger and is bullying a smol-boi because he has a tiny penis and she has a a huge one. You know the drill.

Also, sorry about the formatting, these were salvaged from various old saved html wayback machine scrapings from and old computer that half-broke and I ripped the text out and slopped it in word and yadda yadda yadda. I combed through them and at least tried to maintain the original line breaks, but it was really wonky. Let me know if there are any issues.

2B is furious. About what, 9S doesn’t know. But for whatever reason, 2B is currently in the

command room of the Bunker, shouting and making incomprehensible gestures at the YoRHa

Commander. 9S, standing at the back of the room, near the elevator, can’t quite hear exactly what

  2B is so livid about, but it must be major.

The Commander by contrast simply has her arms folded,

very calmly attempting to reason with 2B over their conflict.

  2B throws her arms up, signalling defeat and concluding the argument. The android storms off,

  the high heels of her boots clicking on the hard Bunker floor.

After ascending the small elevator, 2B speaks to her shorter male companion, “9S, we’re leaving.”

“What’s wrong, 2B?” 9S asks, concerned and inquisitive.

  “Nothing. It’s not critical for you to know,” replies 2B, looking for an excuse not to tell him.

  The two androids pace along the Bunker’s halls, with 2B taking point, walking briskly in anger.

  9S follows behind, stumbling and trying his best to keep up with 2B’s pace.

  “You know, if you told me, maybe I could help,” coaxes 9S. Perhaps winning 2B over with logic

  and reason will work, “maybe I could fix it with a hack?”

  2B stops dead in her tracks and turns to 9S. She crosses her arms, inadvertently pushing her

  mammary units up and announcing their presence in the keyhole dress. 9S glances at the cleavage,

  only for a moment, before his logic centres decide that looking at 2B’s face is a less lethal idea.

  “This… error is not one you can fix,” sates 2B coolly.

  “Are you sure? I can hack anything,” replies 9S confidently.

  “It’s… it’s not a software mistake,” 2B clarifies, a hint of shaking unease in her voice.

  “Oh…” 9S mumbles in defeat.

  2B starts walking, as briskly as before. She’s not happy with her situation, but 9S’s concern is

much appreciated.

  The duo reach 2B’s quarters in the bunker. The sliding door opens, and both walk in. 2B looks

  back, wondering why 9S hasn’t gone back to his quarters yet. It seems he’s very interested.

  “What do you want?” she asks, looking over her shoulder at the smaller android boy.

  “I still think I can help, 2B,” 9S replies.

  2B’s pod appears, flying from a part unknown and hovering around with a light whirring noise. Its

  antenna pops out from its body, as it speaks. “All YoRHa units are obliged to help each other in

  times of need. Proposal: cooperate with 9S.”

  2B sighs, and thinks for a moment. 9S watches the back of her head intently, as if he can see the

  cogs turning inside it.

  “Are you sure?” questions 2B, deliberating with herself more than she is with 9S.

  “Of course!” 9S responds in a cheerful tone.

  2B sighs, accepting her duty. She moves her hands to her dress, around the waist. The dress is

  actually in two parts, with the lower skirt part being attached with a zipper. 2B fiddles with the

  zipper and pulls to the right, the accompanying noise echoing in the metal chamber. 2B continues

  unzipping, pulling the zipper around the back and swapping hands. Finally, she pulls the zipper

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