“If there was some way I could get a break from this I certainly would, pcht. Sometimes there’s times when there are no toons around at all, anywhere, but not a cog is doing anything either, we all just…. idle? Then when toons seem to come right back they go right back to do whatever they were doing, maybe something new happening or something. It’s almost reminiscent of what being updated feels like except it’s the entire world around me.”

He watched the blobbish creature fall off the side of his desk and immediately put out a hand to catch him. Certainly he wouldn’t wish his own experiences on others.

“Oof!”

The Repairman landed on the VP’s hand. He seemed to splat for a brief moment, then he bounced back up into his normal form.

“Heh, thanks,” he said, rubbing a hand behind his head. Thankfully, the robot’s hand, despite being a little cold, was big enough to hold him.

He would never admit it, but the Repairman knew perfectly well how bad he was at keeping the Fourth Wall secret. Especially when the people he talked to seemed to be getting increasingly aware of the worlds around them.

Maybe if the Repairman tried to break it gently…

“Huh…” the Repairman replied, innocently, “When’d you start noticing that?”