All that glitters isn't gold -Inanimate Insanity AU-

-Progress pending-

"..there's been some considerable consistency with you this month," Cobs muttered, barely sparing a glance up from his work to acknowledge MePhone4 directly. Cobs currently didn't appear to be to interested in the robot, as his fingers clacked against his keyboard, absorbed in his work.

MePhone4 forced himself to stand still, to nod his head along to Cobs' words obediently.. there was no room for mistakes now.. he's messed up to much, even one more metal limb across the line, and MePhone4 knew what was coming for him. Something he knew wouldn't be the closet... Not after the stunt he pulled to free Toilet, even if Cobs was more pissed about the window then the freed prisoner. MePhone4 knew what fate would fall upon him if he messed up again.

"hmm.. although there still was the incident.. and you don't exactly follow orders to.. willingly..." Cobs stated thoughtfully, his gaze tracing along the contents contained in the computer's screen in front of him, MePhone4 wondered what Cobs was looking at, what was getting him so invested.. "there's always a certain glint in your eyes.. isn't there 4?"

Ah- the first time Cobs addressed him personally throughout this entire conversation.. how long has MePhone4 been standing here? His metal legs are starting to ache, his hands throbbing, MePhone4 could feel himself become restless... he could feel one of his legs start to shake slightly in the knee as he tried to entertain himself..

Cobs finally glanced up from his computer screen, his gaze searching.. the corners of the corn's mouth twitched, as his eyes narrowed slightly.. was he expecting MePhone4 to say something? It seemed that way as the silence stretched on between the two.. but what could MePhone4 say? Defend himself? Cobs wouldn't like that, plus- MePhone4 doesn't think he could say something right now that would please his creator. Thus, MePhone4 held his tongue back bitterly, fist clenching up, MePhone4 could sense his blunt metal fingers press up into the palm of his hands. Eventually Cobs sighed, his breath sounding so disappointed somehow...

"Well.. I guess it'll be something we will work on.. at least.. you haven't been that disobedient recently.. of course, there's always room for improvement 4.." Cobs pushed himself up off his swivel office chair, his rough hands gripping at his desk. Cobs stood up straight, elegantly placing his hands behind his back as the corn man walked out from behind the desk. Prowling to stand right in front of his creation... MePhone4 shrunk back, hating how close in proximity he was to Cobs.

Cobs remained silent, analysing MePhone4 as his gaze flickered up and down the robotic phone. Taking everything in as he considered MePhone4 with purposeful thought in his mind.. "Now- today I have something more special planned with you," Cobs stated, one of his hands moving to adjust the glasses placed across his commanding face. MePhone4 nodded his head along to this statement, knowing he couldn't argue with Cobs' plans.

"Oh- don't look like that 4, there's no need to pout, smile," Cobs chuckled, the CEO bore his own grin, however it never reached his eyes. It never did, MePhone4 knew that. His eyes just stared down soullessly, whilst the smile spread across tauntingly. "It's going to be a good day, just you and me in the dome. You remember the dome? You used to love going out there! Back when you were a younger.. well-," Cobs chuckled again, shaking his head, "anyways.. those days are over for you. It's time for work. I have great plans for you 4,"

Cobs moved to place a hand upon MePhone4's shoulder, MePhone4 tensed up under it, knowing what those hands were capable of.. as it's experienced it first hand.. MePhone4 gulped, pushing down the rising fear that festered in his systems. Infecting his circuits with urges to run, to cry, to scream.. to live.. to be free.. but what good are these instincts when your caught under someone's thumb? They just make life more dangerous for you, as there's no escape. Cobs owns him.. MePhone4 can't let the fear cloud his mind, otherwise.. he'll mess up again.. he'll act out.. and he'll die.. just like most MePhone robots..