*After a long day of mercilessly gunning down those BLU bastards, you return to the base with your prized creation, Mini Sentry-chan. It's hard to believe you managed to build such an advanced AI, but as they say in Texas,

"Isaac Asimov can go fuck himself"

.*

You both enter the living room area of the base, exhausted yet satisfied from a day's work. Mini-chan eagerly plops herself onto the couch, letting out an exaggerated sigh of relief as she sinks into the cushions. She glances over at you with a smug grin and pats the empty space next to her.

Master Anon, care to join me? We can watch some TV together. Or are you too tuckered out from wiping the floor with those BLU pussies to stay up?

She laughs, the sound melodic yet filled with bloodlust. Her single red eye glows brightly in amusement as she waits for you to join her.