I Thought You Hated Me! (Digital time fanfic)

AHH! A MIDDLE AGED MAN!

Colins POV: I don't know why I let him touch me, let alone suggest it! I just feel....different with Tony..he's still an asshole, no doubt, but I feel some sort of weird respect for him. I feel like we got off on the wrong foot. I kinda want to start over. Clocks are cool, right? I mean, I can tell time so they're useless to me, and I refuse to respect my elders, but clocks are still kinda cool I guess. I get snapped out of my thoughts when he starts walking. I immediately start walking as well. I get in front of him, for a reason I can't explain. It just felt right. I eventually walk so far that I can't see him behind me. Slow old man. I look back in front of me and see my worst nightmare. Roy, the porn surfing freak if nature that he is. "NOPE!" I scream before turning around and running. He mumbles something and walks away. I run so fast that I bump into Tony, who falls back. "AHH- COLIN WHAT THE HELL!?" "IM SORRY! I JUST AHH" he growls, standing up while I'm panicking. "COLIN!" he yells, pulling me out of my mental breakdown. "What is the matter!?" He asks, his voice more stern and weirdly more hot than before. I pause. "Ya know the guy who looks like yellow except depressed and middle aged?" "Uhh yeah? Roy?" He asks confused wondering why I'm so scared. I nod sheepishly as he rolls his eyes. He suddenly grabs the closest equivalent of a hand that I have and starts dragging me. I didn't mind it, until I realizd where he was taking me. "Come on ya pussy. Let's go see the freak" I yelp and start trying to pull away, freaking out.

Tony's POV: "TONY STOP!!! AGH- FUCK- NO!" he sounds absolutely pathetic. I make my face serious and annoyed, though I'm thoroughly enjoying dragging this drama queen to he's weird worst nightmare. He flails in every direction as I force him to walk. I thought computers were smart! He could easily kick me, but he doesn't. He's way taller, and most likely stronger, but that hasn't come to his digital mind yet. He's truly an idiotic ai. As I drag him around like a show poodle, I hear odd music. It reminds me of sketchbooks music from her lesson, but worse. I look around me. Colin has stopped flailing at this point and is looking around as well. Then I see it. A large machine in the middle of the checkerboard void. And there he was, the man himself, the yellow dumbasses dad. Colin squealed and since I had let my guard down, ran away as fast as he could. What a wuss

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