Taking Over | inanimate insanity x y/n

3 - Awaited and Appeared

Cobs

I waited. And waited. And waited some more. Where was that damn robot? I worked so hard and it dare not return? There's no way it's malfunctioning, I'm too smart to let that happen.

To distract myself for a little, I looked over a map to see which parts of the world I've already conquered. Heh, putting it like that makes it seem like I'm a king! And soon I will be.

I looked at the map. So far, I've claimed a few cities around the well known island. Nothing major enough to get worldwide, but it's just a matter of time.

To pass more time-because i was getting impatient- I decided to go to the room where the magic happens. I mean the reproduction of mephones.

As I walk to the room, I think about the i formation I gave to the robot before I sent it on it's way. "Get Mephone4. Teleport him here". Nothing complicated.. so where was it?

     And in the blink of an eye I was at the door. I opened it and took in the smell of metals and gears. It was a very big room with a high ceiling. Mephones creating other mephones with a specific code. It took me 8 years to master it and be able to use it effectively.

     The ones that weren't working were against a wall, the group was slowly getting larger. Some of them were creating different kinds of mephones. Some could fly and some could withstand triple it's weight. I know I'm just great with the variety of strength in my creations.

     Now why did I come in here? Oh right.. to take my mind off the puny robot I sent to that eyesore of a hotel. Why hasn't it come back. I would know when it did because I'd get a ding on my watch. Yea, I'm just so smart in doing that as a way to check for arrivals.

     But still.. why hasn't it returned?

     Then I realized....

     I forgot to specify exactly where to teleport back to. And I forgot to tell it what Mephone even looks like.

   ...

     Does that mean it's just gonna send whatever.. wherever?

     Actually that's not too bad; I'll take it. Less people for me to care about. Now about that next city I'll take over..

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Third Person P.O.V.

"OJ, you know you don't have to overwork youself like this. Just take a nap. Please!"

Paper pleaded to OJ. He was constantly overworking himself with bills and cooking and the hotel's maintenence. He couldn't remember the last time he had a full 8 hours of sleep at night. It was currently 11 pm, a day and a half since Paintbrush disappeared, and Paper wanted OJ to get a good night's rest for once.

"But Paper, I'm reviewing how mamy pool towels we have." OJ said as an excuse to stay up and get more work done. "OJ IT'S THE MIDDLE OF WINTER! NOBODY IS GOING IN THE POOL!!!" Paper snapped. "C'mon, get in bed. I'll get you some tea and you can sleep."

"But.."

"No buts! Don't worry it's fine if you leave a few tasks for tomorrow"

"Ok fine.."

OJ snuggled into his bed after changing and pitting his cork in so he doesn't spill his insides out and dies. Paper leaves the room to make OJ's tea.

Paper remembered that OJ's favorite tea is chamomile, so he ripped the package and dropped the teabag into the cup. He boiled the hot water on the stove for 2 minutes and poured it into the cup. The flavor from the teabag exploded in the water in the cup. Steam was subtley escaping from the water and Paper picked up the cup and carefully ealked to OJ's room.