I'm Not A Simp.

Suspicions.

He looked a lot better, his new legs were being developed and so far they made it to the thighs. 'Oh, hey TV woman and,' he paused as he got to me, 'Brown!?' 

He slightly launched from the table before clutching back down in pain. 'It's good to see you,' he signed.

TV woman placed the box down on the table before walking off. 'And here I thought she would say goodbye.' He continued.

'How have you been Brown,' he pulled his attention my way.

'Good, what about you?' I asked.

'I just ran a mile,' I could see his chest bump up and down slightly to signal he was laughing.

'Yeah, so how have you been,' I signed asking the big question.

'A lots happened since I last saw you.' I continued.

He nodded before signing, 'well, after our short lived reunion. I was sent for repairs which left me  inactive for a while, but eventually they were repaired and I got to pilot a Toilet!'

'A Toilet?' I signed.

'Yep, we turned that Glitch Toilet you and TV woman fought a while ago into a vehicle!' He signed happily.

Oh yeah, I guess I did encounter that Toilet before she stopped it from killing me. 'So for a while,' he continued, 'I was just fighting smaller battles as I was waiting for legs to heal in the Glitch Toilet,'

'Until,' he signed ominously, 'we got a tip from someone about the Scientist Toilet #1 location and how to break in there.'

This caught my attention, 'who gave you the tip,' I signed,

'No idea,' he said, 'it just sort of appeared but nobody questioned it as it was pretty good intel.'

I needed more information, 'who knew about the tip?'

'Just us elites, the girls, and the leader of each faction.' He signed.

Interesting, the Toilets knew about the attack which means they got their spy to tell them before hand. 'How many elites are there.' The spy would have to be an elite, the leaders and girls were out of the question.

'Classified I'm afraid,' he signed sadly, 'not even I know how many elites there are.'

Shoot, if I don't know the number of elites then finding the spy will only get harder. At least I have a place to start, still I'm not going to quit my suspicions on cameraman #403. That green mechanism he had is insanely suspicious.

But still who gave them the tip, are they an ally or a foe? 'Enough about that,' Plunger signed drawing my attention away.

'What about you?' He rested his hands on the table.

'Nothing much.' I signed disappointingly.

He seemed unamused before signing, 'right, and those super powers you got just suddenly appeared.' He glanced at my legs.

'You know the Alliance wanted to dissect legs and give them to me right?' Oh yeah, I remember Crook cameraman talking me that.

'But I wouldn't let them. They've already built me new legs before,' he rushed that as if he couldn't wait to say something.

He stood up slightly and signed, 'Brown,' he began, 'with your new robotic legs we can finally be on the same team again!' 

His lens was shining as the weight of his words hit me. My legs are powerful, if not the most powerful item I own. I've done things I once thought impossible or a power fantasy, and only now am I realizing that I can finally reunite with Plunger and Lucky!