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It was just another ordinary day aboard Sledge’s spaceship. As always, whenever Fury and Wrench found themselves alone, they took the rare opportunity to be together—so long as no one caught them in the act. But unbeknownst to them, someone might just have had their eyes on them. And that someone was me—Curio! The only creation made by Wrench himself. But why? Well… let’s find out.

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In the laboratory, Furensa—the son of Fury and Wrench—was busy working on one of the assignments given to him by his mother. That was when Curio showed up.

Curio: “Mr. Furensa! Have you seen Wrench lately?”

Furensa: “I think he’s in his room. Why?”

Curio: “I just wanted to ask him if he’s my biological father.”

Furensa: “…You’ve asked him a thousand times! Can’t you just drop it? He created you as an early wedding gift for Poisandra, that’s all!”

Curio’s expression shifted from concern to sheer confusion. Furensa sighed, already giving up on trying to reason with him. Meanwhile, in Wrench’s room, the robotic villain was taking a break from work, while Fury was sprawled out on the bed, basking in the rare moment of peace.

Fury: “Finally, some peace and quiet… I swear, if Curio comes barging in here again and messes things up—”

Wrench: “I only did what Sledge ordered me to do.”

A smirk tugged at Fury’s lips as an idea sparked in his mind. He got up, crept behind Wrench, and suddenly yanked him onto the bed, trapping him in an almost suffocating embrace. Who would’ve thought Wrench could be such a bottom?

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Back in the laboratory…

Furensa: “I said no, Curio! You’re going to disturb their relationship!”

Curio: “I don’t even care! I just want to be with my biological father!!”

Furensa: “HE’S NOT YOUR BIOLOGICAL FATHER, PUNYETA! IN THE NAME OF ZANYARI AND EUTRIAVAN, YOU HAVE NO DNA FROM WRENCH—YOU’RE JUST A FOOLISH PUPPET!”

Silence fell over the room. Curio’s eyes welled up with tears before he turned and bolted out of the lab, accidentally bumping into Sraler—the early daughter of Sledge and Poisandra—who had just arrived.

Sraler: “What happened, Furensa?”

Furensa: “Some biological issue. He refuses to accept that he doesn’t share DNA with Wrench.”

Sraler: “Your mother, huh? Geez… Maybe Curio is just too young to understand. It’s not that he doesn’t listen to you—it’s just that he only listens to Wrench.”

She placed a calming hand on Furensa’s shoulder, soothing his growing frustration.

Sraler: “Maybe you just need to be patient. Stop letting this whole thing get to you.”

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Meanwhile, back in Wrench’s room, Fury and Wrench were still enjoying their time together—until Curio burst in.

Curio: “You again, Fury?! Leave my biological father alone!!”

Fury: “For the last time, stop whining about Wrench being your biological father! Or else, I’ll tell Sledge about this.”

Curio: “Master Sledge doesn’t care about this! Just leave him alone!”

Fury had finally reached his limit and was about to snap at him—until Wrench raised a hand, stopping him.

Wrench: “Curio… that’s enough. You don’t look like me because we don’t share any similarities. I never married anyone except Fury, and I certainly didn’t birth anyone—I’m just a robotic villain. I don’t have biological children… only creations. I created you like any other machine. But Furensa? He was created with my DNA—and even Fury’s.”

Fury: “Wait, what?! You’re a robot! Since when did you have DNA?”

Wrench: “…Through my tears. And oil.”

Curio: “…Oil?”

Fury: “…Oil!?”

Wrench: “What do you expect? Of course, I drink oil to keep myself running.”

Fury: “…So that’s why you always look hydrated.”

Furensa (suddenly appearing): “…You mean oildrated?”

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Furensa stepped forward, rubbing the back of his neck in hesitation.

Furensa: “…Look, Curio, I apologize. I shouldn’t have lost my temper. I’ve just been too stressed out from all this arguing. Even if you’re not Wrench’s biological son… you’re still… something, I guess.”

Curio hesitated, his expression unreadable. That was when Wrench suddenly leaned over and whispered something into Fury’s ear. Fury looked at him in disbelief but eventually shrugged.

Wrench: “Alright, Curio. After literally catching us red-handed thirty times, we’ve decided… you can be part of the family. As our alleged child.”

Curio’s eyes widened in pure astonishment. He turned to Furensa, barely believing what he just heard.

Furensa: “Wait… Miterà and Ama, are you serious?! He’s gonna be my alleged brother?!”

Fury: “It was his idea, not mine. Don’t drag me into this.”

Without another word, Curio lunged forward and wrapped his arms around both Fury and Wrench—then grabbed Furensa into the hug as well, causing them all to collapse onto the floor in a tangled heap.

Fury: “…Wait… what if Ashcroft finds out about this, Eutriavan?”

Wrench: “You mean Poisandra? Pfft, don’t worry about her. She wouldn’t be mad about—”

Poisandra (suddenly appearing): “HAVE YOU TWO JUST MADE CURIO PART OF YOUR FAMILY—INSTEAD OF ME?!”

And in that moment… they were cooked.