Burning, Burning, Burning for You

Rae sulked. Violet stood motionless in the night, able in her mechanical way to wait patiently for her point to be made. From within she detected humming, a melody so ancient her immediate data banks didn't contain the reference.

With a melancholy tone, Rae sang, "_...here to stay. It's better to burn out than to fade away, my, my..._"

"Rae, I...I didn't," the mech fumbled for words, "I don't really want to..."

"Yeah, yeah, not what the song probably meant either," Rae offered with a lopsided shrug as she was released from the technological innards of her own creation.

Sheepishly, scooter Violet reverted to her vehicle form, and the two sat in silence for a moment. They considered the night. They considered the stillness. Perhaps they considered one another.

"So, what did the song mean?" Violet asked.

"People took it different ways. I think it means..." Rae stopped, her eyes steeling with resolve, then resumed, "Let's go get my friend. We'll take it from there, provided we make it that far."