Pleasure Mode

Extended Summary: A few bullets too many during a tough mission results in Bastion having to be helped back to HQ for repairs. Thankfully, with the scientific minds that work within the team, the unit is able to get all the help it can get... but in the midst of recovery, someone manages to trigger a mode within the robot that no one knew it had, an INTERESTING mode to boot... naturally one thing leads to another and... well, just read for yourself.

Rated M for a couple of good reasons, especially when the story picks up in the second half of the story...

By the time Bastion was brought back to the base, it had undergone an automatic shut-down process following all the damage it took along the way. The robot had practically feigned death just to get away from enemy fire, but it had yet to wake up when it reached home base following a hasty rescue effort and a retreat that was just as quick.

A bigger problem was the fact that there was much trouble getting Bastion to turn back on. As far as they knew, any and all of the hidden switches and buttons that any of the crew could figure out had not worked this time around. Not a good sign.

Naturally, in order to figure out the reason for this, Bastion was immediately rushed over to those on the Overwatch team with the most experience with this sort of technology. The first-in-command of repairs, for many obvious reasons, was Winston, who was one of a few people alongside Bastion in the mission. It was minutes into the operation when another one of Overwatch's recruits on the science division of things, Mei-Ling Zhou, was enlisted to help out.

It was more a matter of 'if' than 'when' Bastion's repairs are completed.

"Poor thing..."

With her small and trusty droid companion Snowball hovering near her, Mei looked quite mournful towards the bot's deactivated form, noticing how many dents and scratches it had suffered through in the past few hours. A lot of damage, and a lot of hell.

She grabbed Bastion's gun-attached arm, lifting it slightly before letting it limp back down upon release. She sighed, "Never before have I ever seen Bastion so... empty."

"Be careful with it, Mei..."

Behind the deactivated bot, Winston looked over one of Bastion's shoulders, towards the climatologist in front. "We don't know the full extent of the damage done... it's for the best that we don't move the limbs too much, if it means trying to repair Bastion."

After taking a moment to look the robot in its lone, lightless eye, Mei spoke up towards her fellow scientist. "You were a part of that mission... how much do you know about 's condition?"

Winston adjusted his glasses as he examined the damage around Bastion's head and neck, while beginning to answer. "We were involved in a mission over in England; me, Bastion, Jack and Lena... another effort to defend against another Talon attack. In short, luck wasn't on our side. Soon enough, we found ourselves almost outnumbered, and when we found Bastion in the condition it was in, it was at that point that we needed to regroup back here."

Hearing more details on the situation only made Mei sadder about Bastion's current condition, based mostly on the guilt she had for not being in the right place to help out.

"Don't worry... we'll be returning in greater numbers at a later point," Winston assures. "but for now, we have to recover."

Mei dug deep into herself to try and keep a confident eye on the situation, following the gorilla's words of wisdom. "Right... recover..."

…

A few more minutes passed by as the two scientists took turns smoothing out the dents in Bastion's structure and repairing any wires and bolts knocked loose as a result of the battle in central England.

So far, there was no progress on the Bastion unit's stability, as it had still not yet rebooted at this point. In terms of the battles over the past few years, Bastion ranks among the higher half of the most effective heroes on the team, so it would be a very negative impact on the team if the robot were to have been taken out of commission.

However, that was going to change fairly soon, as Winston was the first to take notice of a shining piece of something burrowed deep within the unit's neck area. Was this it?

"Hmm..." Winston hummed as he looked into that part of the robot's body.

Mei took notice of the deep-thinking noise out of Winston's mouth, and she stood on the tip-toes of her boots, looking over from one side of Bastion, to the other towards her partner in repairs. "You find something?" She had a hopeful smile as she asked.

Winston replied, "It seems I may have found a possible reason for Bastion's inactivity."

The heavy-coated climatologist looked towards the spot that the gorilla was examining within Bastion, noticing the slight gleam of something in the hole from which the unit's head was sprouting out from. "What is it?" Mei inquired, straining to figure out the shape of whatever was deep within the robot.

"From the looks of it, a bullet..." Winston responded, shining a small flashlight, even smaller to his size, on the spot in question. "...and it looks quite familiar, too. Seems like Widowmaker was looking to get another victim on her body count."

The circular dot in the wiring most definitely was the back-end of a bullet, and the color was a definite match as well. Not to mention that at least there was an answer to the slight smell of gunpowder that was surprisingly unnoticed by either of the people trying to help Bastion out in this time of need.

Once the image became clear to her, Mei gulped silently. She didn't want to recall any time she nearly met the wrong end of a gun.

"It's safe to assume that this might be the cause of the dilemma." Winston deduced. "If we extract the bullet from its system, then maybe it will help us get towards the goal of getting Bastion up and running again."

Heading off to one part of the lab, Winston returned within a few seconds with a small pair of pliers in between a finger and thumb, making sure not to accidentally break it due to its size.

He spoke up again. "Even if I know the most about this out of anyone else in our group... I can't say for certain that we'll make progress doing this..."

However, everything suddenly came to a halt, as a red light and a loud alarm surfaced through the room. Mei was promptly startled at the abruptness of the alerting signs, while Winston took notice with a bold and serious expression, knowing that the call to action was inevitable, and was any moment now.

Grabbing his Tesla Cannon from its position leaning next to the table that Bastion's body was sat at, Winston dropped the pliers into Mei's hands. "Mei, you take over. We're needed back for Round 2."

The gorilla shuffled off with his weapon, heading into battle once again, while having to leave the climatologist to deal with Bastion by herself.

...

"Alright... you can do this..."

Easing the tool into the opening below Bastion's head, Mei made sure to keep a steady hand as she aimed for the bullet buried deep inside the unit's body.

It took a couple tries to grab at the right angle to get the bullet, all while risking a few minor zaps from potentially pinching one of the many wires around it, but she finally managed to get a good grip on the end of the bullet.

There was a bit of struggle getting the bullet out, however, as there was some wiring that was still piled over it. Thankfully, with a few more hard pulls, the object was yanked out with much force.

In fact, it was enough force to cause the ice expert to stumble and fall flat on her butt, while the bullet fell out of the grip of the pliers, just as quickly as it was gripped by them, and flew across the room, hitting a wall and briefly rolling to a stop.

Hovering nearby, witnessing the situation play out, Snowball let out some electronic jitters that were easily recognizable as a laugh.

Needless to say, Mei was a little annoyed at the little droid enjoying itself at her expense. "Come on, Snowball; at least I got it out..."

However, she nearly cut herself off as she noticed something peculiar going on before her...

...

…Bastion was starting to... move... and shake...

Just now realizing what was going on, the momentarily-surprised Mei smiled, both excited and relieved. Inside, she thought with excitement, "Yes! This was it! The solution Winston and I were hoping for!"

Eventually, the shaking stopped, and Bastion's eye lit back up, completing the rebooting process, with a jingle familiar to that of one of the standard computers used around Overwatch Headquarters.

However, Mei's smile slightly faded, as she began to look a little intrigued but confused when she took notice towards the eye of the robot.

The color of Bastion's eye wasn't exactly blue, as it usually was, nor was it red – thank god it wasn't at this point – but rather a soft, pale pink of sorts. What did it mean? If blue meant a more serene state, and red was basically in some ways 'attack with 100% aggression', what did the pink eye mean? Was this a new mode? A new motive?

Eventually, Mei's eyes lowered down towards the lower part of Bastion's body, as she noticed a faint whirring noise going on.

At the same time, something began to slowly emerging from Bastion, from in between the robot's legs.

Miss Mei-Ling couldn't help but watch the whole time, wondering what the hell was going on, until the whirring stopped and the object from within the robot stood out, erect.

Yeah... that's a penis.