You wiped the oil on your pants, as picked up your screwdriver, tightening your friends metal back plate into place. The part man, part core fidgeted on the table, looking anywhere but at you. You noticed and sighed, setting your screwdriver down.
"What happened this time, Wheatley?" You asked. Finally his two robotic, glowing blue eyes stopped on you as he gulped.
"Nothing! I mean! That bird started it! I was just minding my own business and suddenly that bloody thing comes swooping down in attack. And-" He continued to ramble on. You rolled your eyes, picking up a metal tool and tapping it against his back. He let out a yelp, as he was given a shock of electricity. He looked back to you, as you put your hands on your hips. "I may have messed with that bird's nest a little. Nothing bad. Sort of dropped its eggs. No serious damage. It attacked me and I fell out of that unstable tree. Next thing I know, my control panel broke and now we're here."
You still didn't look amused, causing po