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It's a matter of perspective.
My roommate is in the basement screaming that I woke up half the town but I didn't care, all I cared about was the delicious taste of WX-78's Functional Empathy Module. I don't know when I'll be let out of prison but when I am out...I will get more and maybe, maybe some gears to go with it.
(with apologies to Leon V.)
(2/2)
A functional empathy module for WX-78. I stumble to the antistatic circuit box, the alcohol from last night's New Year Eve party still working through my system. I fumble with the keypad that my roommate put on the circuit box for some reason, panic floods my system as I've forgotten the pass code! Surely she wrote it down somewhere?
I search the workshop, tearing everything apart for the errant four numbers that would bring me and my beloved circuit together at last. To my horror I find no papyrus, books or anything! I grab her stack of blueprints and remembering her personal cipher from having borrowed "On Tentacles" so many times I search it for the precious code but nothing!
(1/2)