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Mob was staring at Verity, who was tending to his new wheat farm.
'How does he look like that?' Mob didn't realise Verity had a humanoid form, and it took him off guard.
"Mob, I know you are staring. That's a bit weird, isn't it?" Verity mocked him, and gave him an eye roll before continuing his work.
'Ayo?. "Why do you have a humanoid form." He questioned intensely.
"It's efficient for tasks, and you wouldn't want my other forms." Verity said that last bit condescendingly. He eventually came up to him, "So what do you think?" He pressured Mob.
"Your body?" He was a bit startled.
"No Mob, the farm?" Verity sounded irritated, but laughed has he said it.
"Oh- yeah man it's great! I can't farm for shi-" He was extremely ashamed, and probably looked gay as hell. 'Nah I fumbled that one'
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Verity watched Mob cook, and played some music in the background, "Where did you learn to cook?" Verity asked, intently.
"I didn't, but I know you gonna make crap if you cooked" He responded with a "matter of fact" tone, and Verity looked genuinely offended.
"I am not that bad." Verity said playfully.
'Brother, you made throw up look appetising.' "Trust me you are" Mob was enjoying the evening, and started laughing.
After Mob made them food; they both started talking, and Mob asked him questions. "Why that design?" Mob was actually intrigued with Verity's physique.
"It was what made me most comfortable, plus I always wanted a body like yours." Mob decided to ignore that last bit.
The more they talked, the more Mob was curious about Verity.
He noticed the small things, like how Verity would try to stare at his mouth, even though it was covered with his jacket. He also noticed how flushed Verity looked when speaking, almost embarrassed to say anything.
'He might be the weirdest person ever.' Mob took that back, 'Weirdest AI ever..'
"That's mean." Verity sighed, looking a bit disappointed.
'OH HELL NO.' "Verity- don't do that." He felt threatened.
"Whatever, I am going to go rest.. Don't do anything stupid Mob!" Verity's tone was a little TOO normal.
Verity turned into his ball form, snd rested on his crafting table before "turning off".
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Mob returned to his bed, and had trouble sleeping.
He was thinking about how to possibly escape Verity. 'Maybe Grox could replace him? No, that's unfair, he already killed Twixxel, and he could kill Grox.'
He was tossing and turning, unable to rest. That "woke up" Verity.
"Mob? Whats wrong?" His voice was coaxing and almost sinister.
"I knew you were awake Verity." Mob felt defeated, and his eyes said it all.
"After all I told you, you still want to get rid of me? AFTER ALL THATS HAPPENED?" Verity's voice was breaking, and he started to cry.
"Maybe we should just discuss this tomorrow. I am sorry Verity." Mob was overwhelmed, and didn't want to continue this.
"Sure.. Let it blow over, just remember how much I need you Mob." Verity was quietly sobbing, and turned away from Mob.
Mob just closed his eyes and finally fell asleep.