006 - Bored
006 - Bored
Fandom - City of Villains
Characters - Tiny Tantrum, Tainted Shade
Word count - 203 (gah)
“Uhm…” Tiny tipped her head slowly from one side to the other, as she looked at the mechanical… pile… that was taking up most of Shade’s room. “What is it?”
“Dunno,” he replied in his usual monotone.
Tiny had been surprised enough to find out that her boyfriend loved mechanics and working with metal. He didn’t talk about himself much, so she hadn’t known. But to discover this creation in his room was more than surprising. She walked around it, eyeing it carefully. It seemed to be nothing more than a huge jumble of gears of all different sizes, with no rhyme or reason as to placement. But when Shade had wound the heap of apparent junk with an oversized key obviously salvaged from a clockwork mech, all of the gears began to turn, and turn each other, until the entire metal sculpture was moving, all of the dozens of gears perfectly aligned, hundreds of teeth meshing together with absolute precision. Iron, copper, bronze, steel, in a spectrum of different colors and conditions from rusty to mirror shiny, all working and turning together.
Tiny stopped beside her boyfriend and looked way up at him. “Why’d you make it?”
He shrugged. “I was bored.”
Fandom - City of Villains
Characters - Tiny Tantrum, Tainted Shade
Word count - 203 (gah)
“Uhm…” Tiny tipped her head slowly from one side to the other, as she looked at the mechanical… pile… that was taking up most of Shade’s room. “What is it?”
“Dunno,” he replied in his usual monotone.
Tiny had been surprised enough to find out that her boyfriend loved mechanics and working with metal. He didn’t talk about himself much, so she hadn’t known. But to discover this creation in his room was more than surprising. She walked around it, eyeing it carefully. It seemed to be nothing more than a huge jumble of gears of all different sizes, with no rhyme or reason as to placement. But when Shade had wound the heap of apparent junk with an oversized key obviously salvaged from a clockwork mech, all of the gears began to turn, and turn each other, until the entire metal sculpture was moving, all of the dozens of gears perfectly aligned, hundreds of teeth meshing together with absolute precision. Iron, copper, bronze, steel, in a spectrum of different colors and conditions from rusty to mirror shiny, all working and turning together.
Tiny stopped beside her boyfriend and looked way up at him. “Why’d you make it?”
He shrugged. “I was bored.”