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In the ruined city of New Speakerman in that city laid the home base of the cameramen and others the speakers just saved Titan Speakerman, but something was off he stumbled around every now and then. When they wanted to do a check up he wouldn’t let them get close so Titan Cameraman had enough. “Hold still!” He screamed as he held Titan Speakerman he didn’t want them to find out after being controlled for so long he had gotten sick. “No I am fine” Titan Speakerman said trying to get away but he took one step and collapsed. Quickly Titan Cameraman grabbed him and held him up, it looked like he was very ill. “Sir his core is at 105 degrees, he is badly ill. How could this have happened?” said one of the speakers “Those toilets must have made him work till he got like this. They must have been working him to death if he is like this.” Said Titan Cameraman. He made his hand into a fist and growled and that is when he heard a groan and looked down to Titan Speakerman who had just woken up. “Ugh….Where am I?” He moaned out and whimpered his body shakes with the fever that held him hostage. “T-Titan Cam-Cameraman….What happened? How did I get here?” He whimpered out. “It’s ok you are safe we are at the base, remember you collapsed.” He said gently putting down on the ground feeling his core temp. “We need to cool you down ok?” He said grabbing a cooling pack and putting it on his core. “It’s ok stop moving around.” he said watching him stop moving and relaxing as the cooling pack did its thing. As he watched him power down for the night he watched as the cooling pack gently cool him down, he knew by the morning he would be fine. “Good night Titan Speakerman.”
** The next day**
“Ugh what happened.” He said grabbing the cooling pack off of his core. “He looked over and saw Titan Cameraman sleeping and he decided the toilets can wait today and feel back to sleep.