Murder Drones Ch5 Progress Report #2 unfinished chapter feedback wanted

*Sorry y'all, had to finish a big project for school, so I had to shift focus a little. Also, I just had a rough time trying to work on this because, for the life of me, I couldn't write well, and man, I just couldn't write Uzi as good as I usually do for whatever reason. But anyway, same as before, just wanting feedback.*

He was about to continue following the Keybug, but as he opened his eyes.

Y/n reaction:

His body stiffened as all color drained from his face. Standing only three inches away, a pair of glowing purple screen eyes filled his view and reflected his face at him.

Take a moment again, he shut his eyes and began rubbing them. Then, reopening, he saw that the purple eyes were still staring at him.

Y/n: uh huh… AHHHH!

He let out a girlish scream as his hand quickly reached into his pocket to find the wrench. Suddenly, a cold mental hand was placed over his mouth, muffling him until he calmed down.

??? : Whoa, whoa, quiet, Y/n! What the hell are you trying to do? Call the Disassembly Drones on us!?

Pausing in his attempt to grab his wrench, his eyes narrow as he examines the appearance of the person.

Rolling his eyes, he grabbed their wrist of the hand covering his mouth and tried yanking it off, but due to the difference in strength, it was stuck on him.

???: Heh, what’s the matter? Did a worker drone catch your tongue?

Rolling his eyes, a cheeky idea popped into his head, one that might make her regret her words. He held her wrist more firmly and opened his mouth, running his tongue along her metal hand.

Unaware of what Y/n was planning, a shiver ran up the worker drone's robotic body as suddenly she felt the slimy wetness of his tongue sliding across her palm. She tried yanking her hand away, but Y/n's firm grip held her hand in place.

???: Ugh, gross!

Finally releasing his grip on the drone, she kept her hand close to her body, trying to keep it as far away from him as possible after his strange stunt.

Y/n: Maybe next time, don’t sneak up on me, hm! But what the hell are you doing here, Uzi? You do know you shouldn’t be out this far, right?

Uzi: Ugh, you’re not my mom! And seriously, I came after you, idiot! Who said you could just walk out of my room?

Y/N: Wait, Uzi, you're the one who's been following me?

Uzi: Honestly, who else would even want you? And remember, you're stuck with me. I'm not letting you out of my sight.

Suddenly, Uzi extended her hand as if she wanted something from him.

Uzi: Also, you took something from me, hand it back.

Letting out a sigh, y/n scavenged through his stuff, searching for the item before finally pulling out a choker and handing it back to her.

Uzi: Seriously, why’d you even take this thing? It's just a neck choker.

Y/n: Uzi, you do realize this place is really far from your guys' bunker, right? How are you feeling? 

Uzi: Never been bett-er.

Y/n looked at her with an emotionless expression after noticing the minor glitch in her voice.

Uzi: T-That was nothing! Don’t get the wrong idea!