great. it’ll be fine… you’ll be meeting at her father’s estate, his security is prepped with your arrival— but take this anyways. { stepping closer to offer out a flashy holographic card. it has michael’s name on it, just so he can be easily identified. }

kitt… it’s going to be okay. she requested you both— her and her father, really. no funny business involved, they trust your guys’ ability to keep them safe and sound.

{ her kitt is all washed and waxed to perfection! such a beauty, he is… * 😌❤️ }

{ oh good god. you nearly blew that, girl, brushing strands of hair out of her face. steer clear of michael for the rest of the day, until devon gives him word of his next mission. }

oh! aha… of course… { flashing a now bashful grin, quick to nudge over the bucket using her boot. } wash away!

what, why? needing a way to soothe yourself after the news? { quirking a brow, sliding a hand over her hips oh so sassily. who’s to say he even got word of the mission yet, bonnie?! }

{ JUMPS— placing a hand over her chest. } michael! you scared me… what is it?

{ just about to get started on washing kitt’s alt mode! rumor has it, devon has a mission for them tomorrow— and bonnie knows neither of them would like it. }

{ hiding a laugh… take him away, michael, or he might just call the doctor up right now. }

i agree… it’s remarkable how far along he’s come, isn’t it? { perking up with michael’s interest, grabbing up the documents and binder withholding her precious kitt memories to safely store away. } speaking of, kitt… you’ll have some maintenance tomorrow. in the afternoon. look forward to it!

hah, i believe that was just before he was revealed to you… devon was so excited to report to wilton that he haphazardly placed the sheet back over him. { snickering… devon used to be much more silly before taking on such an important leadership role. }

aww, that’s one of my favorites! very good pick, michael. doesn’t kitt look so cute? { she thinks he looks cute in EVERY picture— they’re all her favorites for sure… } i’m glad to have shown you these. if you ever want to see them again, you know where to find me.

you both are quite a cute couple… so, i’ll let you take one ( ☝️ ) of these early photos. one of your choosing, michael. which one strikes your fancy? { laying out all the images at her fingertips, a smile on her face as she overlooks the two. he deserves at least one photo… }

good answer. it wasn’t a pleasant voice anyway— still very early in development. you didn’t miss much…

{ side eye. } do you need to?

please. that was a fleeting moment, thankfully. { it’s a miracle they didn’t keep that. especially with the man that michael used to be, a relationship between the two would have surely happened either way. }

i doubt that you can recall anything as early as that— you’ve been adjusted so many times, kitt. i’m very happy with how you are now, i have to say. ( ✨ )

god, yes. if there was a break in, this information is highly sensitive. it has everything that makes kitt… kitt! well, save for the formula to his outer shell. { kitt’s baby pictures when he was still inside her computer… there’s many in the sleeve of the binder, flipping through the images. * 🥹 }

you got it! i’ll get the full binder out— oh, this even includes mr. wilton knight’s early sketches of kitt… such a treasure to see. { she’s nearly gushing while getting these blueprints, carefully moving them along towards her desk. come hither, you two! }

what? of * course i have kitt’s early models, are you kidding? i keep them stored where they can’t get ruined! { bonnie eagerly grins, immediately standing up from her seat and venturing to her wall of tools… in there lies a locked box, punching in the numbers to unlock it! } you want to see them?

{ shifting around in her chair… her favorite boys! } hello kitt, michael! to what do i owe this pleasure?

easier said than done. and remember, you do * not let kitt get hammered. i mean it.

{ glancing between the two men… awww. get a room. } … okay. i’ll try and cover for you as best i can without devon knowing. no promises, though.

well… { last she checked, kitt could not hold a proper tune before. ahem. } you’re technically grounded. taking him out on the town will definitely get you caught. i’m just offering advice!

then you’ll be surrounded by other people who enjoy singing as much as you do! just do not take kitt. { which has kitt immediately protest from his spot on the couch, rising to a stand. oh put the puppy dog eyes away. } …’s vehicle mode. kitt’s vehicle mode— holoform is good.

michael. { SLAMMING down her pen. } go to a karaoke bar if you feel like singing around the house.

{ if she hears michael sing ‘ the girl is mine ’ ONE more time. }

{ sigh all you want, big meanie. }

you better hope he doesn’t. { HUFF, moving past him in a hurry up the stairs. }

and if he DOES? you’re okay with have him away, upset like he is?