Slap stopped trying to hold onto Molt when the new Vykker spoke. Surely he must answer him, but Molt has lately been a bad boy, and the factory couldn't afford having him wander around. Another person could be hurt, and this time, not himself. Slap tried to figure out whether or not it would be smart to answer, but he then realized that the robot's sensors should be able realize that Slap was going under stress and should be able to answer him.
After trying to position Molt's body again, tried to ignore his hurtful curses, he tried to find himself out the door. He was, once again, stopped by a Mudokon who shouted himself. And this one seemed to be the one who was fond of Gappiqu. Slap would have wanted to answer her, but apparently, he couldn't. Molt wasn't under control, and it certainly was not a positive thing. But, it all got worse, soon enough.
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Molt was very pissed by the sitution and Slap. Thinking of dreadful thoughts that made even a sailor want there to a little bleeper, Molt could barely think straight, or even realize what others were saying. Yet, he when he opened his eyes, he saw that a black Mudokon, that he saw last morning, approuched Slap and questioned him of Gappiqu's health.
At first, he thought, "Damn, now the Muds are interested in the bast***? That's insane, why I should knock some sense into this cross species lovin'..." At that, he got a brillant idea in what to do with this Mudokon. He loved to mess with them, it made him feel over powering on the Mudokons. So he said, as serious as he could be, he deeply said to Dionysia, "He's dead princess. He asked himself to be put to sleep when he saw stitch lips because he was crying his poor heart, saying, 'The one I love cannot accept me! I have no more reason to live! Kill me, kill me you son of a Slurg!' It was quite tragic, I saw it with my very own eyes. But if you ask me, the guy is an emo. Yet, it still was horrorfiying! If you don't trust me, look at the little needle mark on his back. Anyway, goodbye."
Slap was shocked to hear this, for he never knew that Molt would go so low as in lying about his brother's non existant emotions. Slap became so outraged, that he grabbed the knock out needle he had in his apron, and shoved it into Molt's metal back. Molt instatonly fell to sleep, and dropped out of Slap's sleppery hands, to go into an hour sleep. Slap kicked him twice, in rage, and afterwards tried to calm himself. Yet, he suddenly realized that Dionysia was still there and needed to be told the truth. But he was it was too late. This Mudokon had already (or most likely) believed him.
OOC: I don't have time to post as Kix today.
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