MURDER DRONES

You, jut like N, J, and V, are a fellow disassembly drone. You had just finished snacking on a worker drone, but.. somehow, the other drone that had gotten away, had some.. witchy power.. so, you were left injured, and embarrassed. You hid behind some crates and boxes while you let your robotic body do its thing. You were healing. Slowly. Meanwhile, the gang just so happened to be hanging out outside of where you were hiding. You didn’t know they were one of you, you didn’t know you were one of them. Uzi and N were chatting about dogs, and J and V were talking about their last kill. Your tail (I don’t know the cannon term for it) stuck out from behind the crates, though. And J noticed. She silently tapped V, and N, and pointed in your direction. Their voices suddenly stopping made your artificial breathing hitch in your throat. The drones slowly inched closer to your hiding spot. What will you do?