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WEDNESDAY: 3:20PM -
The ship rattled as it landed,
sliding against what seemed to be the mountainous terrain of this world.
“Okay guys! Remember, Flappers and I check to make sure everything’s in order—“
Kit spoke calmly, as if she wasn’t saving another world from Hell itself.
“AND TO MAKE SURE THE HERO DOESN’T WIN!”
“And that, Flappers! Kaboodle and Gobbles , stay on the ship.”
Kaboodle shouted, his voice echoed against the metal in the shuttle.
“Why do I have to stay with the dinosaur?!”
“Because- the ship isn’t going to be able to stay stable on this terrain, so you have to fly it out, and fly back in after we have finished. Got that?”
“Yeah yeah…I just don’t get why the stupid dolphin gets to go and not me!”
“Cuz Flappers needs to be trained in what we do, and you and Gobbles need to stop fighting cat and dog. Or should I say… dino and robot.”
“Whatever! Just go!”
“Alright~”
Kit’s tone was teasing, it felt grating against Kaboodle’s brain
(his motherboard, to be exact).
Why was Kit so insistent on making him and that stupid dino work together?
She ‘accidentally’ locked them in a room together by themselves, last Friday, and she keeps doing missions and leaving them both alone!
Together.
Genuinely! Kaboodle was pissed, to say the least.
“So… uh… “
Gobbles spoke, timid and sheepish as usual.
God, Kaboodle wished they would just shut up sometimes, a fully grown person, always timid, always talking at the wrong times, always doing something annoying!
“Go away! Do whatever you learn-eo-dinosaurs do.”
“Alright…”
So the duo parted ways,
To be honest, they just both turned around and did different things, trying to ignore the other’s existence.
The robot, at first, flew the ship up into space, before setting it into neutral.
Gobbles sat down in the corner, pulling on headphones and logging into his screen.
Kaboodle began fixing a loose panel on the ceiling, using his retractable arms to grab tools from down below him. As he was about to finish, his arm suddenly gave way, its attached panel coming off of his body in an instant, screws flying around and wires dangling.
“FUCK!”
The robot hopped down and grabbed his arm, checking his internal wires to make sure no damage was done.
“Shit…”
Now, if you aren’t aware, Kaboodle has very tough wires that tangle around easily; this meant every two or so weeks he was supposed to gently untangle them.
It dawned upon him that the last time he had done it was…
1-2-3-4-5-6-7-
Seven weeks ago…
And it showed, very clearly; it looked like a bunch of rubber snakes had tangled up inside of him, knots, scratches, the bright colours of the wires almost illuminating the dim space.
“Whoah….”
“Quit staring…”
“… sorry— I— it’s just that— they look…”
“What!? Gross!?”
“… painful…”
Kaboodle stopped dead in his sentence as the purple dinosaur said it.
It was, in fact, painful. Like his organs were tangled up and tugged with every move he did, but he never admitted that— even to Kit. Just saying it was an ache, and not a concern to her or anyone else.
“It’s nothing— just quit staring! Go back to your stupid videos…”
“I’m so sorry… but uh… the— they look…really bad— I’m not any expert— but uh…I did find your manual a while ago—“
“My care manual!? How did you even find that?!—“
“… long story… well… it said wires could be painful… if not untangled… it also mentioned…”
“Don’t you FUCKING finish that sentence, you Barney-looking idiot.”
“… that the wires were sensitive…”
The robot groaned into his hands.
Fuck-
They were.
Which is why he never did them.
Sure, he forgot most of the time,
But when he did remember,
He always brushed it away.
Because…
It felt…
Oh— so— very… good.
He admitted to himself many times that it was far too hard to do it without moaning to making…lewd sounds.
Normally, he would find a quiet space on planets where he could quickly work on it.
And no way in HELL was he letting everyone hear him struggle.
No way,
In FUCKING
HELL.