A Simple Mechanic

by skzluvrr

Summary:

An ordinary mechanic. One who used to work for Maliwan. Yeah... you were 14 when you worked for Maliwan but that doesn't matter. It’s been 7 years since then. You were taken in by the Calypso Twins to be their own personal mechanic and gun maker, what's more to that? All you wanted to do is to make guns and live, you didn't expect the "God King Troy" to feel attached to you.

Notes:

I hope y'all enjoy! I got back into Borderlands *finally* and literally fell in love with the Calypso Twins, especially Troy. So for all you lovely Troy Calypso simps, I decided to make this. My writing isn't that well but it brings me comfort so I hope it will do the same for you too! Enjoy! <3

Chapter 1: Official Meetings

“Hey! Are you done with that weapon yet?!” You sigh as you throw a wrench at the bandit. “How about you be patient! Apparently, knocking isn’t a simple rule to follow when coming in here, is it?!” The bandit simply stood there, confused. “Goddammit, I’ll tell you when the gun is done, if you don’t get out of my room in the next 3 seconds, you're dead.” The bandit scrambled out and closed your door. “Jesus…”

 

“What’s all this ruckus about huh?” A familiar voice echoed through your room. You instantly got up and bowed. “So sorry, God-King.” You looked up. “A-and God Queen.” They started walking up to you and you stopped bowing. Despite not caring about them, you’d rather live a bit longer. “A bandit came in and startled me.” God-King Troy scoffed. “Ah… you don’t have to worry about that bandit anymore.” You looked at them. They were tall, especially Troy. “I-I see.” You don’t have to worry about that bandit anymore because that bandit bumped into Tyreen and Tyreen killed him. “So, how’s that gun doing?”

 

“Oh! It should almost be done! Sorry for the hold-up, I know you guys have been waiting for it, but I’m waiting for extra parts to come in.” Troy looked at the gun. “It looks done to me.” You gulped. “Uh… well you see… I wanted to add extra things. Extra elemental technology.”

 

“How’d you get your hands on elemental technology? For guns too. Mainly Maliwan has elemental technology.” Tyreen said, confused. “I used to work for Maliwan, God Queen. I had some extra stuff in my old hideout so I sent some people I trusted to get them for me.”

 

“You trusted those bandits?” You blinked at her. “U-uh… well…They’re capable of being… trustworthy?” You looked away, hoping you didn’t anger the God Queen. “Wouldn’t it be quicker if you just go yourself? You did say it was a hideout, no? Must be hard for them to find, some of these psychos can’t find those places on their own.”

 

“Ah… You are correct… I’ll go as soon as I can.” Troy scoffed. “Why not now?” You turned around to look at him. “What do you mean by that God-King?” He smiled. “We can take you. You can gather all the materials you need in one trip instead of going back and forth. Come on, bring the gun.” You nodded and they started leaving your room, trailing behind them. “Are you sure you two are okay with this? I’m only a simple mechanic, I don’t understand why-”

 

“We gave you this permission because you were a special mechanic, not a simple one. If you don’t like that, we can simply demote you!” Tyreen threatened. “No… sorry…” You stayed quiet as they walked in front of you. They were pretty scary. They walked towards their vehicle and ushered you in. “We won’t bite, c’mon!” Troy encouraged you to be the driver. You brought out your ECHO device and looked for a map. “I call shotgun!” Troy called out and Tyreen groaned. “So, you know where you’re going?” You nodded. “Yes, I haven’t been there in a while but I know where it is. I’m a rough driver so hold on.” You placed your ECHO down and started driving.

 

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“Jesus!” You hit the brakes and apologized. “I’m not the greatest driver if you can’t tell.” You hopped out and saw the entrance to your hideout. “Here we are.” You put in the passcode and the door opened. “It’s like a whole house here.” You laughed. “I lived here for like 7 years, so yeah, I guess it does look like a whole house.” The door closed and the lights came on. “How did you manage to do all of this in the middle of nowhere?” Troy asked and you shrugged as you looked around. “Mechanic things I guess. I’ve always lived on my own so I eventually got used to it. After my dad died and I got kicked out by Handsome Jack himself, I somehow found myself here and since then I’ve been living on my own. My dad taught me almost everything on how to live like he was expecting he was going to die while I was still young and-” You looked up. “Sorry, I ramble a lot…” 

 

“No, don’t worry ‘bout it. Talking about that, we never learned your name, not your nickname that all the bandits gave you, but your real one.” You looked at Troy and told him your name. “Cool name.” You nodded and found the Maliwan tech. “Found it!” It was a whole box full of parts from Maliwan guns. Tyreen whistled. “Damn! That must cost hella!” You nodded as you searched the box for the parts and you pulled out the gun. Forgetting the Twins were still with you, you continued working on the gun.

 

All they did the whole time was watch you like they had nothing better to do, then you saw a camera flying around you. You jumped and looked at Troy. “God-King?” He hummed. “What’s the camera for?”

 

“For my personal use, you don’t need to know.” That pissed you off a bit and you rolled your eyes. You don’t like being recorded but you ignored it and continued working on the gun. You hissed as you got shocked by the gun. God Queen Tyreen and God-King Troy both stood up, looking at you confused. Your whole left hand went numb. “Shit…” Troy walked over. “What happened?” 

 

“I shocked myself, don’t worry about it.” He noticed your hand was limp and you were working on the gun with one hand. “Almost…” He held the gun down with his human hand and you thanked him, again, forgetting it’s literally the God-King helping you. One little spark came out and the gun was powered up. You laughed. “Holy shit!” You smiled at your work. “Is it done?” You nodded and grabbed your left hand, which was still numb. Tyreen grabbed it and walked over to your shooting range and shot the gun. “Damn! This is nice!” She spun the gun and put it away. She looked at your left hand and you hid it. Troy grabbed your hand and looked at it. It probably would’ve stung with how hard he was gripping it but you were numb so you could barely feel it. “Your hand is numb, huh?” He questioned.

 

“Let’s go, Ty!” She came over and Troy dragged you out to the car and he took the driver's seat. He started driving somewhere else. “G-God King, where are we going?”

 

“Our ship, duh,” Tyreen said. You looked at the both of them, confused, but you let Troy continue the journey to their ship.

 

As expected, their ship was built for a King and a Queen. He jumped out of the car and so did you. “C’mon, let’s get that hand working again.” You followed them inside and Tyreen left for her room. You continued following Troy into another room, clearly a medical room and he told you to sit down. “Someone will come over and help you. They’ll bring you over to me and we’ll talk for a bit, yeah?” You slightly nodded and he left the room.

Chapter 2: Living With the Calypso's

Summary:

You find out you're officially moving in with the Calypso's, as their official personal mechanic. You weren't very happy with that information. You get your own personal servant and talk with the God-King Troy. Then dinner came around and you took out some trash! Human bandit trash.

Notes:

Please read this real quick, it’ll help give some more context so you can continue on the story without being confused. Reader is 21 years old, they were forced by their father to work at Maliwan. Reader’s father eventually died and they were kicked out since Maliwan had no use for them. They were dropped off and stranded in Pandora where they survived for 7 years. In this chapter, more of the reader's backstory will be revealed. Adding onto that, the setting in right now is only a few days before Tyreen takes Lilith’s powers and leaves for Promethea. The reader knows about the Crimson Raiders but doesn’t really care. Adding on more, I’ve changed it to where instead of living in one house/estate in Pandora, the Twins and you live in a ship. That’s all for now! I wanted to clear some things up and if there are more things that need clearing up, please do tell me (kindly please). Now onto the warnings!

Possible Warnings: Getting shots from a doctor, sexual harassment, if you squint slight gender stereotyping.

What seemed to be a doctor came in. “Good evening.” He said. He made sure he had the correct person by asking your name and you confirmed. “Alright… let’s check that hand.” He grabbed your hand and he examined it. "From what I’ve been told, you shocked yourself right?” You nodded. “It’s clear you had an electric shock, you might have nerve damage there.” He continued examining your hand. The doctor hummed and walked over and got a shot. “This should help you but your hand might still be numb for a few hours, though, you’ll be monitored to make sure you don’t have any other internal injuries.” He wrote down some stuff on his paper. “Does that mean I’ll be staying here with the God Twins?” He looked at you confused. “Do you not know?” 

 

“Know what?” He grabbed your arm and gave you a shot and you barely felt it. “You’ll be living here from now on.” He patted your arm before you stood up quickly. “W-what?!” He took off his gloves and cleared his throat. “I’ve said too much. Please come back tomorrow morning so I can do a check-up on you. For now, there’s someone outside waiting for you. God-King Troy will explain everything to you.”  You scoffed and slammed the door open, startling the girl waiting for you. “Hurry up and bring me to him. Now.” She quickly nodded and rushed to Troy’s room. “He’s in there, but you must-”

 

You opened the doors and saw Troy on his computer. “Didn’t I say to knock before you enter my fucking-! Oh. It’s the mechanic.”

 

“What’s this thing going around that I’m living here?!” He spun his chair around and crossed his legs. “Why are you yelling about it? What’s so wrong with you living here?” You scoffed as you closed the doors behind you and walked towards him. “Without my permission?! What about-” He stood up and looked down at you. “I could easily kill you right now, so I’d recommend you quiet it down.” He smirked and you huffed at him. Troy also couldn’t help feeling… hot and bothered by you yelling at him. “Moving on from that, that is exactly why I wanted to talk to you after you were treated. So, calm down, will ya?” You rolled your eyes at him. “Look, everything in your hideout will be taken here, same with your stuff at your old mechanic place, whatever. Just be appreciative that I’m giving you a spot here, love.”

 

“Don't call me that. Just... explain how you got to this.” He sat back down. “Yeah, while you were so focused on making Ty’s gun, we were discussing if we should make you our own personal gun mechanic… person. Ty didn’t agree with you living with us, saying how there was no point, but I said that it’ll be easier instead of traveling back and forth for you.”

 

“You requested I live here?” He nodded. “Exactly that! But of course, if you don’t want that, we’ll just throw you out for the psychos out there!” You shook your head. “No, God-King…” He nodded. “Good… good… How’s your arm?” You looked at it and you noticed slight scarring. “Uh… he gave me a shot and told me I had to be monitored for the next few days. Make sure I don’t have any internal injuries.” He nodded. “Nice.” That was all he said. You stared at the computer, it was the video he took of you earlier. You look over at him and see his siren tattoos, examining them. Then to his robotic arm, which was longer than his human arm. You moved up to his face and accidentally made eye contact. He chuckled. “I know, I’m pretty badass, huh?” You looked away. “Where will I be sleeping?”

 

“Oh, yes. Let’s go.” Such an awkward silence and it was just mainly you looking at him, he must think you’re some weirdo now, jesus. He opened his doors and brought you to a room, which was directly next to his room. “Here.” You opened the doors and saw a relatively nice room. It’s got a bathroom, bed, a tv, good enough to live in. “You’ll be living just like us, so you’ll have some people take care of you just like how they do to us. People monitoring you, all of that.”

 

“I really don’t understand…” He looked at you. “Understand what?” You walked more into the room. “I’m just a mechanic, why are you treating me so nice?” He scoffed. “Just… appreciate what I’ve requested. And don’t give me that whole ‘but I’m just a mechanic!’ shit.” He said, mocking you. You sighed. “You should get changed and take a shower. I’ll send someone to clean your clothes for you.” He said and left you alone. Was he trying to be nice or telling you that you stink? You couldn’t tell. The same girl knocked and opened the doors. “Hello?”

 

“Come in.” She entered. “I’ll be your personal servant from now on, Mx. Don’t tell God-King Troy this, but I think he made me your servant because he doesn’t trust the other male servants here.” She had a slight accent, something you haven’t heard of but you slightly smiled. “Ok… What’s your name?” She jumped. “You don’t really need to know that! I-”

 

“Well, I need to know your name to ask for you, no?” She slumped. “Y-yes… you are right about that…'' She thought for a bit. “Do you not know your own name?” She shook her head. “Well, I’ll just give you one, what about… Aspen?” She nodded. “Glad you like it. You said you’re here to clean my clothes right?” She nodded and you took off your clothing, folding it and giving it to her. “Whenever you're done, just drop it off on that table over there, I’ll call for you whenever I need help, okay?” She smiled and left your room, closing the doors behind her and you walked over to the bathroom, turning on the faucet for the bathtub to fill up. You sighed as you felt the hot water and you laid in the bathtub. It was nice to finally have hot water and to finally relax and take a bath for once.

 

You didn’t realize how long you sat there until Aspen knocked on your bathroom door. “Mx?! Your clothes are done, I’ll be dropping them off.” She then left. You sighed and finished cleaning yourself up, getting rid of all the dirt and grime on your legs and arms. You drained the water and wrapped a towel around you. You walked out of the bathroom and looked around your room. It wasn’t really decorated, I mean, there were some posters of the Twins and things about the COV. You didn’t mind it, extra decoration, right? Hopefully Troy ordered the people who are gathering your stuff to grab everything and not just boxes. Then you heard a knock on your door. “How long have I been sitting there?” You opened the door thinking to see Aspen but it was Troy. “Oh! God-King! What do you need?” You opened the door more for him to come in. “There’s water on your floor.”

 

“Well, I just took a bath, so yeah.” You now just realized God-King Troy is in your room while you’re basically naked, only being covered in a towel. He looked up and down at you and cleared his throat. “Clearly. Though, kinda sad you didn't wait for me.” You laughed. "What?" He sighed. "I wanted to take a bath."You nodded slowly... "Yeah... sure anyways. It was finally nice to relax." His flirting was... too forward and too relaxed? You didn't mind it but he could try better.  He cracked his neck as he looked around. “Do you want anything for your room? Computer? Entertainment?” You hummed. “A computer would be nice but it’s not necessary, so you really don’t-”

 

“Alright gotcha, I’ll get you a computer.” You scoffed as you grabbed your clothes. “What?” He said. You simply smiled. “How nice of you, God-King. Who would think you would treat a little bandit like me like this. I barely have done anything for you.”

 

“It’s like you’re trying to imply something.” You looked at him. “Get your head out of the gutter, I’m just talking about how I haven’t even made you a gun yet.” He laughed. “Yeah? I wasn’t thinking of the dirty implying, maybe you’re the one who needs to get their head out of the gutter.” You shrugged. “Whatever you say God-King.” You pushed in some of your earrings in your ears, it’s been a while since you put them in. “You wear those kinds of earrings?” You nodded. “Yeah, I pierced them myself a while back, I wanted to give myself lip piercings but I lost the piercing tools.”

 

“What about your tattoos?” You laughed. “Oh, those? I’ve had those since I was 15. I joined this bandit clan which had someone who did tattoos. On impulse, I got this huge ass back tattoo. Until then, I only got small tattoos. I have one on my thigh, my arm, and my rip. No one has seen them since I wear long sleeves and overalls.” 

 

“Can I see them?” You scoffed at Troy and walked towards him. “Wow… take me out for dinner first, God-King!” You laughed. "If I do you'll let me see them?” You looked at him. “Looking at my tattoos shall wait, pretty boy. Now, I need to change.” He scoffed at the name you gave him and he walked out. “See ya at dinner! Everyone's gonna be there, good luck!" Then he was gone, doors closing behind him. You sighed as you grabbed your clothes and you put them on. 

 

Before you knew it, bandits and all that was coming out of different rooms on the ship. “Mx? Food is almost done, you should start heading out soon… God-King Troy takes dinners very seriously and doesn’t take light to latecomers.” You scoffed. “He takes dinners seriously?” You opened the door. “I’ll just go down now, thanks.” You headed towards the dining hall which was relatively huge, many bandits were sitting around, talking with one another. “Oh, hey! Saved a seat for ya!” Tyreen said, pointing to a chair next to her. You thanked her and sat down, next to her and another bandit. Tyreen's and Troy's chairs were different from the others. It had a more elegant and royal look. Makes sense since they see themselves as gods, might as well make chairs fit for God-Royalty.

 

Food was brought out shortly after and everyone fought over the food, thankfully, you found yourself with a whole plate of food. Something you haven’t seen in 7 years. “You’ve been staring at your plate for a while now, you gonna eat?” The bandit sitting next to you asked. “Oh, it’s been a while since I’ve had this much food.” He laughed, something you haven’t encountered in a while either. There are not many bandits out here that are fully able to speak normally. “Ah… I can relate. What do you do? You look too clean for a bandit.” He smiled at you. How cute. Though, you did feel eyes piercing on you. You looked at Troy, who moved his head back over to his plate. “How weird.”

 

“Huh?”

 

“Oh! Sorry, anyways I just know how to take care of myself I guess.” You nervously laughed. “Hm… good skills to have out here, you know? I’m surprised this whole place doesn’t smell like rotten skags.” You laughed at his remark. “True! At my old work, everybody never really smelled great so I was glad to have a room of my own. Being a mechanic meant bein' around sweat and must.” He nodded. “Yeah… you’re too much of a cutie to be out and doing bandit stuff like us, surprised you’re a mechanic, to be honest.” You were confused, what does he mean by that? “What do you mean?”

 

“Well, I mean, you don’t look like the type of person to survive out here and you don’t really look like a mechanic.” Again, you were confused. “Not to be mean but…” He moved to whisper in your ear. “You just look like a toy waiting to be used. If you know what I mean.” You didn’t even feel yourself knock the guy out of his chair. It was all in one swift move and it seemed like you woke up again when you saw the guy on the ground and the twins looking at you weird. “Jesus Christ, what the hell happened?” Troy asked. You whipped your head towards him and smiled. “Don’t worry about it, I’m going to just take some trash out real quick, okay?”

 

“I can help you if you want-”

 

“Do whatever the hell you want, God-King. It’s just trash. Like I said.” You grabbed the man by his hair and dragged him out, Troy following behind you, smiling. You opened the front doors and threw the man, wiping your hands off. “What did he do?” Troy asked. “He told me I was a toy waiting to be used. Terrible way of flirting, huh?” You turned around to go back and eat but Troy wasn’t following you back. “God-King? Let’s go back inside-” There was a sudden slam and burst of blood everywhere. You turned around and saw Troy’s robotic arm covered in blood and the man you threw out with his head smashed in. Troy turned around and smiled. “See? You don’t have to deal with him anymore… toy” You rolled your eyes and he walked inside and called for someone to clean him up. Maybe Troy's flirting was that bad.

Notes:

I honestly don't know how long it is, I haven't counted the words but it's definitely longer than last chapter.

Notes:

What will happen... hm... Also! Should I make a twitter account for updates on the fic? I do have school and personal stuff so updates might be slow, but maybe having a twitter can help? I don't know but yeah! Hope you guys enjoyed <3

Edit: (11/27/21) I changed it to you living on their ship! Since they travel basically everywhere, I thought it would be easier for them to just live on a ship. That's all!