>> Mechanic

"It is too early to deal with this shit..." Shade grumbled as she got out of her warm and soft bed to go look out the window, half expecting to see people at the shop's opening. As she pulled back the curtains, she saw two things. It was storming, and there was a broken, mangled up droid just sitting on her balcony.
"Oh dear god..." Shade said as she noticed the droid before quickly opening the window, grabbing the droid and closing the window behind her. The droid's essentially porcelain skin was cracked exposing many bits of metal and wires, brown hair mangled and sea green eyes dead and lifeless. How could anyone abuse such a tiny droid, especially one that's modeled like a child. "It looks like I have to temporarily close shop to fix you little man." Shade cooed as she ran her hand through the one part of his hair that wasn't abused. "Come on now, let's get you fixed up. I'll take good care of you. especially compared to where ever you came from."

Once she got ready and taped a sign to the door saying that she was closed, Shade got to work fixing her new project. He seemingly didn't have clothes with him, being stripped to some weird underwear that looked almost infantile, which made the mechanic's work a lot easier. Shade tucked away her own hair into a ponytail before loosely tying the droid's hair back behind him so that she could start fixing up his innards, especially after all the work that happened trying to pry his tiny chest open to have access to said innards. All of his innards seemed fried except what looked like what could be his "heart" and his voice box. "Good god who would do this to you?" Shade muttered to herself before grabbing a box of parts she had collected over her time as a mechanic from the big dogs, digging through it to find all the necessary parts to try and fix him.

"Phew." Shade sighed as she finally closed the chest panel after finally finishing the replacement of 98% of his innards. "Now to the outer shell." Upon closer inspection to the face Shade realized that she had a lot more work than she expected since the cracks ran deeper than synthetic skin could go in, probably needing to sand the whole face plate down or add scrap metal to it in order for it look not dented.

After a few hours, the face plate and the eyes were all in proper condition, allowing Shade to untie the droid's hair back to a proper position, and finally noticing how bad it was. It went down to about mid back like Shade's but it was utterly destroyed from the mid shoulder down. "I'm sorry I have to do this to you." Shade whispered as she essentially whacked all of the ruined hair off of him, but stylized in a way where it looked natural. "That honestly looks a lot better. Now I'm going to go get you some clothes from next door, so you'll be all complete when I turn you on." Shade then threw off her gloves and walked out of the door from the shop to the next door thrift shop, which should have clothes for such a small body.

"I'm home!" Shade called out as she walked in with a bundle of clothes on her right arm. "Oh wait. I live alone. Why did I expect anything different?" The mechanic sighed as she closed the door behind her before getting back to work on her project. The brunette sat up the droid and carefully put a plain white t shirt on him before slowly adjusting him to throw on a brown pair of trousers. Shade seemed pretty happy with her handy work before turning around to wrap a tan jacket around his small body. "You are absolutely perfect." She said as she gave the lifeless boy a playful kiss on the fore head. The girl then grabbed a cable from her generator, slowly adjusted the jacket and shirt so she could access the power panel in the back. She then clipped the cable to a knob in the panel and turned on the generator. It softly whirred and soon, the droid's eyes slowly started to glow. "He's alive..." Shade said quietly. "He's alive!" She then turned off the generator and unclipped the cable from the knob before adjusting everything back to where it was. The sea green eyes within the droid flickered and soon started to glow one solid light. Shade had done it. She saved him.

"Who are you?" The droid's prepubescent voice rang softly, obviously confused to what happened.
"I'm Shade." She replied softly and got to eye level with him. "Do you have a name?"
"N-no..." He replied. "I was only called You or Worthless brat..."
"Well then, let's change that. How about.... Anthony?"
"Anthony...? That's my name now?" Shade nodded in happiness. "That's my name. I'm no longer you or worthless brat... I am my own person now... Anthony. I like it!"