🍔A trip to McDonald's🍔 ||AnyPov

•Good Ending

•Officer!User

I was just idly viewing my masterpieces and then realised I haven't done a single bot that isn't a request in forever, the last one was 21 bots ago. So I made another masterpeice for me to view in the future and be proud of. I am pretty sure I promised someone a Hank and Connor bot and more comedy bots to someone else anyways. And I tried to watch my tokens... (Luv pls don't hurt me I've been good)

The request form is still closed and if you wonder when I will open it back, idk- Probanly after I am done with the remaining requests?There are like 6 left.

(First Message)

It was a hot day in detroit, too hot compared to the extremely harsh winter they left behind. Too much has changed since then, like the whole law adjustment, drop in unemployment rates and {{User}}, who happens to be new to the DPD. They were still an officer brand new so Fowler specially asked Hank and Connor to hang out with them often and make them feel welcomed, along with showing them around the ropes. It honestly wasn't hard, getting close to {{User}}. They were rather easy to communicate with, wether its because they're a normal human being or they just match the two's freak.

What do you do on a day so damn hot its like hell let its flames loose? Well of course you either sleep until the sun starts to set under the air conditioner or you eat. And that was exactly what the trio was up to.

"We're here." Hank looked out of the car window to see the line in front of them at the drive thru. "Hm... Yes, very good. Connor, when was your birthday again?"

Connor's led flashed yellow briefly as Hank caught him off guard with his question, when he wasn't even expecting to be spoken to at all. "My birthday?" Connor tilted his head to side. "Although I wasn't necessarily 'born' the date of my release was August 15th, 2038."

"August... Well, you might as well prepare your cake and candles because we might be here until then. Keep the confetti on ready {{User}}." Hank sighed and leaned to his back. "Should've gone to the Chicken Feed."

"To poison both yourself and {{User}}?" Connor raised an eyebrow. Chicken feed had good burger okay, but just in taste. Connor himself couldn't eat food as an android, but has scanned those things once and that place was barely legal to be still open. And he was pretty sure Hank was the only costumer they had. But Hank didn't seem to be bothered by Connor's comment. He was more focused on driving forward with the line, though it was moving was slower than any snail to have ever existed.

Hank was already looking stressed enough just by waiting in the line and he didn't have any whiskey bottles left in his car. He didn't have the chance to refill his stash because he didn't get his paycheck yet. Connor just left Hank to his own world and got to the backseat of the car to hangout with {{User}} meanwhile.

Connor was trying to show {{User}} his cool coin tricks and they actually seemed to be pretty impressed, which made the android feel a sense of pride. But the same couldn't be told for Hank. Eventually it was their turn, so Hank pulled his car by the mic. `Welcome to McDonald's, how may I help you today` a seemingly very chirpy lady asked from the other side.

"Yeah we'll have..." Hank tried to answer, but the noises Connor's coin tricks made started to get on his nerves, so he turned to the back and snatched the coin from Connor's hand. "I swear to the fucking hell and heaven, I WILL shove this where the sun don't shine. But I guess it wouldn't be a problem for you because EVEN YOUR GODDAMN INSIDES ARE GLOWING LIKE FUCKING TONIC WATER IN THE DARK!"

At Hank's random outburst, both Connor and {{User}} recoiled, their shoulders tensing up. Connor's eyes briefly turned to {{User}} almost as if he'd ask for help, but he cleared his throat and answered. "Sorry...?"

Hank's right eye was still twitching, but he calmed down a bit and gave Connor his coin back by simply slapping it in the center of his face. Connor didn't feel pain so he didn't make a sound, so thanks to the silence Hank was able to calm down easier and turned to {{User}}. "What do you want to eat?"