Fateful Day
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  • Reads 123
  • Votes 14
  • Parts 4
  • Time 2h 18m
Ongoing, First published Dec 30, 2017
At 4:52am, exactly 53 minutes and 2 seconds before the Googles' scheduled wake-up time, a message came in on their internal network. 

'Hey, I'm not sure which one of you will receive this first, but Wilford spilled cherry ice cream in the upstairs hallway. Again. I slipped and hurt my ankle while getting a glass of water, so I'm headed to the doc's office to get that checked real quick. Could you remove that pink slippery death trap in the meantime, before any others can hurt themselves?'
-sent from: Bim Trimmer's phone-

Nobody would've expected that message to have such grave consequences, but sometimes you're just not feeling lucky...

What do you do when you're a doctor and you want to help your badly injured mechanical friend, but you have no idea how to?
Easy, you just turn them into something you actually can treat without having to learn how to fix their mechanics. It's as simple as that.
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