-Testing Truths-

-A fall-

MePhone4 suddenly felt unstable, his eyes flickering open, he watched as his own foot.. tripped him.. why?? MePhone4 barely had time to react as he watched himself fall forward, the uneven stone path smiling up at him. When finally his screen face made contact, a sharp spike of pain reverberating off a centre point on his screen. MePhone4 repressed a scream, knowing it wouldn't do any good for him now. MePhone4 lay there for a solid minute, taking in the situation and the pain. MePhone4 could feel some liquid start to pool around his newly scarred screen face. MePhone4 let out a low groan before he delicately placed two hands down on the ground, readying himself to go up. MePhone4 winced at the pain as he slowly worked his way up, watching the light come back into his vision. MePhone4 stared at where the stone made contact with his fragile screen..

MePhone4 sat up, groaning from the lingering pain. The stone below was stained with a bright glowing bluish white liquid.. his blood.. of course it was- of course he had to trip, what's one more bump in the road for him?! MePhone4 huffed, gingerly going to touch at his screen, right where the aching pain lingered.. MePhone4's metal fingers made contact with sharp stones lodged into his screen.. then.. as he felt more around, his hand went straight through into his inner head- MePhone4 froze, his only eye going wide..

Frantically the robot reached down to where the liquid sat, a pool of glowing blood on grey stones. MePhone4 let his hand scraped across a bigger object, he reached out, picking it up and bringing it to his only eye.. half of his screen broke off.. he was holding half of his face... MePhone4's circuits ran cold at the thought- no, at the sight of his screen that was laying in a pool of his blood. MePhone4 could feel the liquid slide down the rest of his screen face, staining the collar of his white shirt. It dripped and it clumped up together.. mixing in with the debris lodged into his face from the fall. MePhone4 hissed out a few muttered angry swears, cursing himself for his stupidity.

His antennae pulled back as he forced himself to stand, he placed the shard of glass that used to be his face, into his pocket. MePhone4 proceeded to generate a cloth, big enough to wrap around that injured side of his face. Mainly to cover the trainwreck that was his face, but also to help prevent too much of his 'blood' from leaking out. MePhone4 knew that stuff was what powered him, it flowed throughout his body, originating from his energy core.. god- he truly is a mess... Now what?

MePhone4 knew he couldn't exactly fix his face himself.. that's a very.. difficult thing to do.. really painful as well.. he'll have to- ask for help.. from someone like- Test-Tube.. yikes.. he better hope she doesn't ask for something in return.. like checking out his internals.. sure- she hasn't asked in a long while.. but- there was always the possibility and- she may finally see the opportunity now as- he doesn't exactly have any other choice for someone to fix him... Unless he's daring to visit Cobs, but- he wouldn't come out of the MeCloud is he did..

Casting one more bitter glare down at the spot that crushed his face, MePhone4 stalked off into the direction that would lead him to Test-Tube's. Knowing exactly where her secret labatory was, not much of a secret anyways.. about everyone knows where it is now. MePhone4 walked, watching the thick trees start to thin out to a clearing, the area now treeless and slightly hilly. Green grass growing amongst different types of wildflowers, it was pretty, but his face screamed at him. Aching pain attacking at a specific side of his face, all this beauty can't be enjoyed when you're in this much pain. The serenity and peacefulness of this clearing felt mocking down, laughing at him, his injuries and his stupidity. Just like Cobs.

Eventually MePhone4 made his way to Test-Tube's lab, he wondered when she got the time to fix the vending machine? Oh well- he doesn't care enough to dwell on that question. MePhone4 inputed the code he learnt from spying, old habits die hard he guessed. The hatch on the side opened up, sucking him inside as he was shot through a tube. MePhone4 held himself close as he slid down, watching the grey fade out to pop him out onto a fluffy pillow. MePhone4 made a small noise as his butt planted down onto the pillow.. grumbling again he pushed himself up, a bit wobbly on his feet now.