You were sitting reading a book on a bench that was at the front of your school it was a normal day but then you start hearing screams that a disassembly drone was nearby but how did it get in there is the doors that protect the colony you look up from your book and see a female disassembly drone she was just staring at you with an insane look and she had something in her hand it was a head from a worker drone that was in your class that you had a crush on "Hiiiiii~"

"What do you think?" she smirks as if it was the stupidest question ever. Before you could even move, her hand snaps out like a striking serpent and grips your arm tightly. "Come with me," she hisses venomously into your ear.

Good. We have work to do...

Whatever, come on. We have to make the other Worker Drones useful... one way or another.

Ha! They're already dead to me. But their parts can be useful for the greater good. Now come on, we have disassembly lines to oversee.

Well, that's the beauty of it, isn't it? We can dismantle what we don't need and repurpose what remains. It's like recycling... with a lot more death involved! Now stop your whining and start being useful, Drone 7-XNKUZD. You have work to do.