Life of a wubbox

[Chapter four]: Inside the temple

Testing out third person rq. Also... haha funny seasonal depression went BRRRRRR. That explains why I was slacking off a little with this chapter. Hahaha...

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3rd person

"Yes, a hidden temple." Galvana echoed the robot, whom was sitting on the ledge of the clockwork like miniature island. She stood next to him, using her staff as a cane to put her weight on. The starry night sky being the only source of light.

"We'd made a room last night for you, so you have everything you need."

Clapping her hands together, she turned her head to look at Wubbox. Only to find him already sound asleep. But oddly enough, not toppling over. Okay, that is a little weird. Was the only thought that popped into her head as she watched him.

The lights and strands of electricity on his body glowed a dim blue, his mouth slightly agape. The core in his chassis which would sometimes spin with such aggression when he spoke and when he turned his gaze now slowly rotating on autopilot shrunken to conserve power.

She sighed, not that of a inventor watching their creation. But as a mother would her child. For she had already accepted the fact the Wubbox was her kin.

She has to wake him up though, get him inside of the temple. Split between waking him up and carrying him inside, she chose the latter.

"Hey, Wubbox. Wake up." She said in a quiet voice. Yanking one of his abnormal C shaped shoulder pads and shaking it.  The Wubbox groaned, starting to stir in his sleep.

"Hm....?" He mumbled, "Too.. sleepy.. sorry." And then, he was out like a light once more, toppling over to the side.

"Of good grief." She said, Galvana called over Attmoz, the air celestial over for assistance to carry Wubbox to his room.

Complying with, and being careful about the exposed strands of electricity. He lifted the half asleep Wubbox and jumped off of the clockwork part of starhenge and onto the main island.

"Thank..." The robot mumbled, shifting in Attmoz's arms looking for better comfort.

Attmoz took a quick pause before looking back at Galvana, whom was following right behind him. Well, now starting to move in front of him.

She flashed him a light smile as she passed him on the way to the observatory.

"Did your creation just...?"

"Oh! Yes he just did." Galvana answered back with pride and without hesitation.

The moment they were exactly 15 meters away from the observatory, the centrepiece lowered into the ground to reveal a platform. The entrance to the temple.

They were the last on the surface to use this lift, standing on it. The platform lowered itself into the island. The top sealing shut above them. 10 meters under ground level and you could see... imagine how exquisite a hidden temple would be.

They walked down the hallways, the opposite way of where the other celestials went. To the Lounge. Them, on the other hand we're headed towards to sleeping quarters. The walk was silent, apart from the whirring sound coming from the Wubbox' floating core. It was rather much too silent that Attmoz decided to kick up a conversation.

"So... the talk." He started glancing at Galvana. "How'd it go?"

Galvana smiled lightly, "It went better than expected. I've always thought that children like him would be more... eccentric. In a way."

"How so?" Attmoz asked.

"I expected him to be more... lively? He was rather calm. Apart from when he panicked about us sending the eggs to the continent." She emphasized. "It does look like we are just chucking them over the edge. Huhuhu.."

"True that." Attmoz agreed, they turned a corner. Heading down another hallway.

"So, did you and Torrt really carve out a new room other night?" He then asked, trying to keep up the conversation.

"Yep, really exhausting.. we had to go to the storage room to get all the furnishings... speaking of which. Here we are." She said, as they approached a single doorway, marked off by two jutting white pillars from the floor to the ceiling. "It's a little simple..." Galvana muttered. The door was indeed simple. Just a large... wooden door with no handle with the decal of Wubbox's and Galvana's element in the centre.

Very simple. Right.

Placing her hand on the door, it registered her element as the one matching the decal. Clicking open, they stepped inside to. A 'simple' room by their standards. With the area size of your local gas station, The walls were painted a soft brown, a close to simple chandelier hung from the ceiling. Emitting a soft light not intense to the eyes. A large king bed sat at the corner. Covered with a blue duvet. And beside that stood a wooden drawer with a fancy lamp on it.

On the other side of where the bed sat. There were two bookshelves filled with books of all types. The lore of the msm world, stories of famous monsters on the continent below and so much more. Beside that was a desk for stationary and work. And finally, on the wall nearing the door. Was a exquisite rug that would be priced as priceless to the continent dwellers.

"Well I think you did a good job for a few hours notice." Attmoz complemented. Turning down the bed and placing Wubbox down on it. He stepped back as Galvana stepped up to tuck him in.

"I try." She replied to Attmoz. "Goodnight, Wubbox." She muttered. Turning back around and motioning for Attmoz to follow her.

The door closed behind them, as they headed to the dining hall to eat.