Title: Unexpected

Summary: Chappie saving Deon's life and putting his consciousness into a robot body had to be the most unexpected of everything that had happened to Deon since he created Chappie. But he'd also not expected that, after almost constant fighting with Chappie, that they'd now have a bond stronger than Deon had ever shared with anyone.

Rated: K+ (Rating may change later)

Genre(s): Family, Friendship, Hurt/Comfort

Warning(s): None (May change later)

Tetravaal closed in ten minutes.

Upon returning home, Deon had been too exhausted after the day he'd had to realize their problem. But Chappie, damn smart robot that he was, noticed quickly that they had no other batteries to support them. They'd be screwed in days if they didn't get any.

Deon had wanted to sit down on the couch in his new robot body and rest, but Chappie had taken his hands and said, "Maker! We need a lot of extra batteries for us, or we'll die in days!"

Deon shot up off the couch after that, realizing that Chappie was totally right. He drove them to Tetravaal with Ninja's van, leaving the poor man to mourn Yolandi and Amerika in peace.

Now, Chappie and Deon climbed quickly out of the van and snuck into the room that Deon had died in. Deon looked over at the chair he'd been in and saw that his dead body was no longer there. There was still some blood, though. He regarded the chair with a sort of inexplicable sadness. He was alive. He should be grateful to Chappie. And he was, of course, it was just-

"Maker? It'll be okay."

Chappie squeezed his shoulder reassuringly, but removed his hand when they heard footsteps. "Someone's coming, hurry!" Deon whispered, pulling Chappie into a small hiding place.

They had to scoot in under a table, where they pressed together awkwardly. Deon couldn't remember being this close to Chappie before, but he was comfortable. "Deon, I didn't mean when I told you I hate you," Chappie whispered as people finished up in the office.

Hurry, Deon thought desperately. We need those batteries. To Chappie, he whispered back, "Well, that's good."

"I was upset." Chappie seemed to hesitate, then took Deon's hand and Deon gasped in surprise but squeezed Chappie's hand tightly. "I love you, maker."

Shock instantly filled Deon and then a warmth stirred inside him. "I love you, too, Chapps. A lot, you understand?"

Chappie nodded. "Just wanted you to know, Deon."

Deon knew if he could have cried, he'd be in tears. He pulled Chappie close and the younger robot rested his head on Deon's shoulder. They hugged tightly, their bond stronger than it had ever been.

The two had yet to notice that they were alone in the room, and could go out and find their batteries.

Deon wondered what people would think if they were found right now, two robots cuddling in a weapons factory. He almost laughed at the thought. They were supposed to be looking for batteries.

The batteries.

"Chappie, we forgot the batteries! We have to hurry," Deon reminded him.

Reluctantly, they pulled away from each other and crawled out from under the table. They rounded the corner and were quick about finding spare batteries and returning home. Neither of them mentioned the sweet moment they had shared together in the factory. The car ride home was actually kind of awkward. Deon had been so obsessed with his work that he couldn't remember the last time he'd shared a sentimental moment like that with someone. Of course, he'd had his moments with Chappie, but nothing like that. That had been the first time they had said they loved each other. Deon couldn't believe he had taken this long. He'd been an idiot.

But it felt so wonderful, having felt their love for each other in that moment. Deon wanted that moment back.

He reached over as they pulled up at home and squeezed Chappie's hand lovingly. Deon wanted to smile at him, but he couldn't with his new robot body. Sighing inside, he got out of the car and they returned home.

"Chappie?" he said when they were inside. "Er - where am I going to sleep?"

"You can sleep with me, Maker." Chappie took his hand and pulled him to the bed where he had slept before. They got in bed and Deon pulled the blankets over them. Chappie curled up against him, and Deon wanted to smile at his robot, but he couldn't. It was kind of frustrating. "Good night, Deon."

"Good night, Chapps." Deon did his best to press a kiss to Chappie's head as he fell asleep.

Over the next few days, Deon tried his best to strengthen his bond with Chappie even more. They'd been so busy fighting, and spitting hateful words at each other, but they definitely made up for that. Deon showed Chappie a bunch of movies all day, and they snuggled together on the couch, holding hands. Chappie had yet to say "I love you" again, though, so Deon was first to bring it up after awhile. Deon missed the closeness he'd felt with Chappie in the factory.

"Chappie," Deon said halfway through one movie. He paused the movie and turned to Chappie, squeezing his hand. "You know I meant it when I told you I love you, right?"

"I know, Deon. I meant it, too."

"Good." Deon stroked his fingers gently and Chappie rested his forehead against Deon's. Deon sighed happily, and they stayed like that for a long time.

Of course that was when Ninja decided to make his first appearance in several days. He took one look at the two robots and said, "That's so not gangsta."

AN: I am going to make this a multi-chapter story so I will update soon :) Please review and let me know what you thought. Should I continue?