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

-Can you admit?-

These past.. weeks? Days? However long it's been.. has been well- interesting.. to say the least... MePad wouldn't say it's been bad- these days have been some of his best. Living out a life that wasn't as monotonous as the one before. MePad would wake up each day in his very orange room in hotel OJ. Beside him on the other bed was his best friend, Toilet, he would spend that day just hanging around.. either being with Toilet or looking for Taco.. he hoped she was alright, but he knew she had things to dwell about.. Taco will reappear soon, he knows she will.

Today, MePad had opted to stroll under the warm rays, enjoying his time outside. Toilet walked beside him, yapping on happily about a few minor topics that meant a lot to him. MePad gladly listened along, not being much of a talker himself.

Rows of lush grass underfoot, sprawling hills covered in the green. The distance ahead etched along by tall pine and eucalyptus trees; as well as the shore line. MePad spared a glance up towards the ever-expanding sky, a wide expanse of blue that gets lighter the further it becomes from the middle. No clouds in sight, allowing the sun  to be the centre piece to this celestial glory. MePad made a small smile to the best of his abilities with such a limiting facial display on his screen.

"Oh- yeah- anyways- I can't believe I never asked yet, but what have you being doing these past four years??!!" Toilet asked, his unusually shaped body hopping along the earth below them both.

MePad thought about it slightly before he responded, " well- to be perfectly honest with you Toilet, I haven't been conscious for most of those four years."

"Really??!! Why??" Toilet blinked back in shock, basically yelling frantically like he always does when he feels strong emotions.

MePad sighed, "due in part from Taco mainly, in the fourteenth episode she had turned me off for her own agendas. I am of course, fine now, so none of that bothers me much," MePad stated evenly, his mind wandering to the thought of Taco...

"REALLY??" Toilet screamed extra loud, "TACO?? Isn't she that- contestant that everyone hates??"

"Hate is a very strong word Toilet," MePad replied softly, his brows furrowing at the utterance of that word.

"Mistah Phone hates her," Toilet pointed out.

"MePhone4 dislikes a lot of Objects, he doesn't have a good track record of keeping in good relations with others," MePad stated swiftly, his tone of voice tense and defensive before he let it lax.. there was no need to be aggressive, "but none of that matters. As I for one, do not hate Taco, currently I am more worried for her."

"Why??" Toilet spoke up curiously, not a porcelain bone in his body full of ill-intent or malice as he questioned MePad. 

"After Taco had re-turned me on, I did spend a bit helping MePhone4 finish the show up.. however we had another falling out," MePad started to explain, "after said falling out, Taco and I had a talk, she.. she needed help, and was more desperate for change then MePhone4 ever could be. Nowadays, I would daresay Taco and I are friends."

"Oooh, where is she lately anyways??" Toilet asked after MePad finished up his brief explanation. 

"..I.. unfortunately do not know," MePad muttered solemnly, looking down at his walking feet.

The two shared a silence, feeling the heat of the sun pick up as the day stretched on to midday..

"We can go find her if ya want! You seem worried for her," Toilet suggested with a grin, at least MePad assumed he would be grinning by the tone of voice Toilet used.. but there was no good way of saying he was. As Toilet's mouth, simply was the lid and bowl of a toilet.

"Are you sure you're down for that Toilet? I wouldn't expect you to force yourself to assist me in finding-"

"Oh- NO- Its fine!! Let's go find your friend!" Toilet exclaimed joyfully, cutting MePad off quickly as he hopped along faster, moving to stand before MePad.