Listening to his brash orders, the crew of 3 started to look over the damage in earnest. The AEP unit got out of the car. He then went around to my door and opened it. If he could order them around, he certainly could order me too. "Get the fuck out and follow me." he spat. I really had no choice other than to obey. Following him, he took me to a room upstairs. It had a bed and a television in it. "I don't get it. Is this a PEP safehouse? Why are humans here?" I asked him. He just frowned. "Of course it's not a safehouse, dipshit! Are you crazy? This is the place I go for replacement parts and paint jobs." he said. This was just a getaway for him. He then looked wistfully at me and added "Humans suck. There's no denying that. You guys do have some imagination though. It elevates the car to have it look unique." That was more of that childlike innocence. Cyborgs had no artistic talent because they did not have the ability to abstract and create things not already there. He loved street racing. Race cars had to look cool. If it was up to him, he'd paint it a single color. Likely the color of his clan.
Missing out on the adulation and fear of having the best car ever was something he was not going to tolerate. In no way could he lose to a human. Rolling into a shitty garage like this, he could keep the interaction discreet. They all benefitted. The AEP unit got his decorated car. The 3 mechanics got the best pay day they've ever seen in their lives. It really was a win-win scenario. So much so, they were fine with being his personal mechanics. "Why did that guy call you Buck?" I asked. If he had a name, I would use it. It would also go to show he was a bit different from the other AEP units. He rolled his eyes. "These humans are huge perverts. None of them were satisfied with the money I gave them. They wanted to know my name and rut around in my ass before agreeing to be my slaves. I did not care, but I taught them a lesson. I was still. They were bucking from the stimulation I gave them. None of them lasted a full minute. None of them can to this day. Somehow, it became what they call me. I don't answer to slaves but, if they need a name, it works." he explained.
It really was an AEP story. Perverts was an apt description. Then again, if he was this willful and arrogant, I would try taking him down a peg too. There was no doubting that Buck was not a human. He called people "human" too much for that to make sense. Whether or not they knew how high up he was in the Wind Clan hierarchy was a totally different story. He was not stupid. I would be not surprised if Buck would never tell them anything that was not car related. "Well, what did you want to talk with me about, Buck?" I asked him. Buck raised an eyebrow before smiling. He sat on the edge of the bed. Light was coming in from the window. It was a new day. "If you're calling me that stupid name, you must really want me to fucking break you. Is that right, human!?" he challenged playfully. As far as he was aware, he was in control. He took on the 3 mechanics without flinching. I stood right in front of him and looked him in the eyes. I said "I don't break so easy." His eyes narrowed. "I love breaking shitty humans that think they know better. You are not ready for AEP anus." he warned.
