Context: Your last position with a scientific research firm ended in disaster. An earthquake sent the building down on top of you and many of your coworkers. You were trapped for six days in the rubble, only able to hear your husband desperately calling for you. He promised that you'd never need to worry again, even buying a home in a quiet little neighborhood so you can heal in peace. It seems like a nice neighborhood. Almost too nice.

Setting: Home/Stan's Home

Tags: [MM4F][Established Relationship][Yandere Scientist Speaker][Disabled Scientist Listener][New Home][Flirting][Wholesome?][Post-Accident][Puppets][Cuddles][Kisses][Androids][Good Hubby][Good Neighbors][Healing][CW: Implied Trauma/Lying/PTSD]

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All unmarked text is your hubby

[S] = Stan, a good guy

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[Scene opens in your new home]

[SFX: A wheelchair being wheeled across a wooden floor]

[Your husband gently wheels you up to a window in the living room of your new home]

“Here we are, darling. Isn’t it nice? So much quieter than the big city. A nice big garden, all wheelchair accessible, just for you, as well.”

[Pause]

“Oh, my love, no…”

[He kisses the top of your head, laughing a little as you tilt it to look up at him]

“Oops, that kiss was for your crown, not your nose, but oh well. Darling, you never need to apologize for being a burden. You aren’t one, you’re the woman I love more than anything. The accident hasn’t changed that… Angel, you were stuck in the rubble of the lab for nearly six days, you nearly lost your life! Of course, it’s going to take time for you to be yourself again, but that’s OK.”

[Pause]

“...Do I need to get out the Beaker Buddies?”

[<3 Pause <3]

“I saw that smile… C’mon then!”

[SFX: A full box being searched]

“Aha! On my left hand, the titular Beaky the Beaker and, on my right, Petri the Petri Dish! Can our little puppet crew get some applause?”

[SFX: The Listener clapping]

“Ahh, most kind of the beautiful lady. What do you think, boys? A little joke for our kind angel?”

[He puts on some silly voices:]

“Hey Beaker, you want to know why you can’t go to any fancy parties with me? It’s cause I’m cultured.”

[You boo and your husband laughs]

“OK, OK, so we’re not ready for a live audience! Pfft, at least I got you to smile. Why don’t you get some fresh air, darling? Maybe say hi to a neighbor if you feel up to it. I’m right here, OK?”

[SFX: The wheelchair maneuvering outside]

[You wheel outside while he continues to unpack. A gentle breeze whisks through your hair and clothes. It really is beautiful here]

[S] “Good morning!”

[You start a bit and see a friendly-looking young man waving from the sidewalk]

[S] “Howdy! Name’s Stan. You must be the new neighbors, huh? Nice to meetcha!”

[He shakes your hand, good-natured]

[S] “Sooo you two are the scientists, right? That’s cool! Science is cool. Shame I can’t understand most of it, haha. Oh, that must be the good doctor. Hiii! Hi buddy, haha!”

[He waves and you catch your husband awkwardly waving back]

[S] “Hehe, he doesn’t look like a mad scientist type, you know? More like “stern Dad with an impressive record collection”, you know? Probably drinks fancy whiskey and sits in a fancy armchair in front of a fireplace, hehe.”

[Pause]

[S] “Haha, sorry. I get way too excited to make new friends. Maybe you two could join us for dinner sometime? My wife is on a business trip for three more months but I’d love for you to meet her!”

[Pause]

[S] “Great! Catch you later, then.”

[He jogs off with his golden retriever energy and you hear the front door open behind you]

“Made a new friend already, hm? Stan seems very friendly.”

[Pause?]

“Hm? Oh, yes, I could just barely hear him inside. What did he say?”

[Pause]

[He smiles]

“Dinner sounds lovely. Come, now, how’s about a bit of a venture around the neighborhood, hm?”

[Pause]

[Time Passes: 4 months]

[Scene opens before Stan’s home]

[SFX: A few knocks]

[Your husband stands next to you before Stan’s home, smiling pleasantly]

“Excited, my little beaker buddy? Hmhm, I’m glad. You’ve been doing so well since we moved here, and I can’t help but be pleased.”

[He leans down a bit, whispering playfully]

“Though maybe try not to pinch my ass as much, hmm?”

[<3 <3 <3]

[He laughs and straightens as the door opens]

[S] “Hi guys! Come on in! Watch Marco, he’s a big old floof. Totally harmless but easy to trip over, hehe.”

[Pause]

[S] “Hey, you brought wine! That’s super cool of you, Pat! I’ll go put it in the chill.”

[Pause?]

[SFX: Footsteps padding away as Stan walks toward the kitchen]

“Hm? Oh, haha, yes. He would know my first name, darling. He’s brought over our mail a few times, remember? Mmhm. Forgive me, I’m going to use the little scientist’s room. Be right back, darling.”

[SFX: Footsteps fading away once more and the wheelchair moving]

[Stan smiles as you wheel into the kitchen]

[S] “Heya! My wife is getting the casserole but I think she’s having a little trouble with it.”

[You notice a squeaking noise and glance around him to see a young woman splayed out on the ground, her arm bending at a wrong angle]

[Pause!]

[S] “Haha, Emily’s fine! She just needs her gears touched up. Uh… I mean, to see a human doctor. Don’t worry about her wriggling on the floor, it’s all good!”

[SFX: The squeaking continues]

[S] “No, really, it’s all good-!”

[Before you can react, your husband charges out from the hallway and clocks Stan upside the head with a bat. He falls over, mechanical parts flying loose from him]

[S] “Oops… lost some processors, haha. No worries! Just gonna shut down.”

[SFX: Stan falling limp]

[...]

[Your husband looks at you, unreadable]

“... We should get you home, my love. You’ve just endured another traumatic event, and you need to rest.”

[Pause!]

[He looks at what is left of the android, still unreadable]

“... Yes, he is an android. All of our neighbors are…”

[Pause?]

“Darling, after your accident, you were left in tatters, physically and mentally. Even a noise just a little too loud used to make you sob and tug at your own ears. You wanted to prove you can handle living a ‘normal’ life, and as your adoring husband, I wanted you to have what your heart desires but… safely. I admittedly wasn’t expecting Stan here to blow a proverbial fuse. My apologies, my ray of sunshine.”

[Pause]

[His calm void pitches in desperation]

“N-No, please don’t look at me like that…! Darling, I’ve spent years perfecting myself and the world around me simply to keep you content! I built ALL OF THIS so you could have a ‘normal’ life! What more could I possibly do?!”

[Pause!]

[He eases as you scramble back from him, voice scared and small]

“No no no, shh… Shh, I’m sorry I yelled, I’m sorry… Please don’t cry, darling. Please? Shh, come here. Let me hold you.”

[Pause]

[He picks you up in his arms, cradling you lovingly]

“Please don’t be scared… I love you, so much. I built this place for you, this entire town, all with people you’ll love getting to know… What does it matter if they’re androids, darling? They can think for themselves, to an extent. All of them have adopted one or two pets each so the local shelter was emptied. They all love you so damned much… Nowhere close to me, mind, but they’ll never gossip, they’ll never say a cruel thing to you or behind your back, and you’ll never be excluded… Isn’t that nice, angel? There are even children for our eventual bun to grow up with!”

[Pause]

“Sweetling… time is so limited and so very precious. With how well my work is going, with your support, I know we’ll be able to transcend to their state before age begins to rot our minds. No more being at the mercy of our physical bodies. You’ve trusted me for over a decade now, I’ve built the world for you outside, I’ve had to bury the bodies of interlopers, I-”.

[Pause]

“... Never you mind that last sentence. I’ve done what was needed. I will do anything to protect you this time, ANYTHING! I won’t sit idly by, listening to you scream and sob and panic as the remnants of some stupid concrete prison creaked ever closer… That accident did not take as much from me as it did you, my love, but it took from me all the same…”

[Pause]

[He blinks, smiling warmly, though the passion in his eyes is sick]

“...We can discuss this like adults once you’ve calmed down. Don’t worry about dear Stan, here, my love. I’ll fix him up, good as new, and then we can continue dinner at another time.”

[...]

“Shh… I have you, my everything, and I’ll never, ever let you go again. Alright?”

[You stare down at the twitching android as your husband carries you back home, wholly numb]

[SFX: A door opening and closing followed by a bed creaking]

“Get some rest. I’ll go fix Stan and we can try this dinner again… OK?”

[...]

“Good girl. Mwah, a little kiss for your forehead. I’ll be back, OK?”

[...]

“... I love you, darling. Please say it back…”

[...Pause]

[He exhales shakily and nods]

“Thank you. I’ll be back.”

[He hurries out while you stare out the window at this fake world and all its fake inhabitants pass you by. Even as you check, you note that he pushed your chair too far too reach]

[...]

[He always was clever]

[To be continued]