PAIRING: Warren, Andrew
SPOILERS: Set late S6
RATING: PG-13 (slashy subtext)
"None of your business." Warren hastily covered the workbench with a sheet, but Andrew had already glimpsed shiny skeleton parts and a wire-studded torso.
"I thought you said you wouldn't make another one," he said.
"This isn't another girl. This one's a fighter. Buffy won't know what hit her." Warren brushed him off.
"Cool." Andrew fingered the leather of the duster that was lying on top of a pile of black clothing, remembering how Warren had bragged about his two girlbots, how 'talented' they'd been. "You think I could borrow him once he's killed the Slayer?"