Chapter 5
The Spine realized something was wrong the moment he awoke from stasis. His photo receptors clicked on casting a greenish hue on the red walls of the Hall of Wires. "Rabbit…" he mumbled under his breath, systems still coming online after stasis.
He could see his metallic body across the room. He sent a telepathic signal to his body, willing it to walk towards him, but it only twitched. As his systems began to catch up with him, the signals grew stronger, allowing his body to begin taking steady steps forward. When his body reached him, he felt his snake like form slide into the familiar hollow of his robotic body. He automatically straightened his tie, before reaching for his ever present fedora, sitting next to his stasis chamber.
He walked out of the Hall of Wires and headed straight towards Rabbit's room. Hatchworth and Peter were already there, Peter looked up when The Spine entered. "I didn't think you'd be out of stasis for a few more hours." The Spine glared at him, annoyed at having been moved away from his brother, Hatchworth shifted uncomfortably, not wanting to be the next victim of The Spine's angry glare. The Spine returned to Rabbit's side.
Hatchworth wondered if he had made the right choice in helping Peter to move The Spine. He knew that The Spine needed a true stasis, but they all knew that wouldn't happen until Rabbit was well again. His thoughts quieted as he watched his new brothers, his new family, as The Spine touched Rabbit's face gently and said something that he couldn't quite hear. The Spine looked up and gestures for him to come over. Hatchworth got up from his seat and walked over to join his brothers.
Rabbit's photo receptors struggled to interpret the silvery shape that appeared next to him. "S-Spine?" The shape shifted a small bit before responding "Yeah Rabbit, it's me." Rabbit tried to make what he hoped appeared as a smile. The Spine smiled back at Rabbit's forced smile. "You know Rabbit, you're a real jerk. Going and breaking down like that, you really scared us back there." Rabbit felt terrible about breaking down, but he couldn't help but love all of the attention he was getting. "Is Hatchy st-still here?" The Spine touched Rabbit's face gently, "Of course he is Rabbit, do you want me to call him over here for you?" Rabbit nodded slowly, he wanted his family around him as much as possible, he was already sure he was going to die. Peter had already begun to artificially heat Rabbit's boiler, trying to buy time that they didn't have. If he was going to die he wanted his family around him. A bronze and orange colored blur appeared beside The Spine. "Hi Ha-Hatchy."
Peter watched the robots as he tinkered with Rabbit's boiler. They acted so real, so human, it never ceased to amaze him. He had been working on Rabbit for over 24 hours now, stopping only to eat or sleep on occasion. He felt he owed it to his great-great-great grandfather to fix Rabbit, the first of his kind. Examining the boiler once again, he considered waking Michael, who was sleeping on a couch in the next room. Sleep, the word seemed so comforting, maybe just a few hours, maybe it would look better in the morning. He stood up, wiping off his hands on a spare rag, "Michael will be in in just a minute," before exiting the room, leaving it alone to the robots.
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