TeeVee made his way upstairs to the kitchen where Flex was making dinner. He watched as Flex layered lettuce, beef, and cheese into taco shells. The other ingredients were left for the agents to put on as they wished.
TeeVee brought out one of his mechanical arms and put one of the tacos in where videos normally went in. He could not believe how good it tasted. The shell was crunchy and set pleasantly on his new taste receptors. The lettuce was crisp, cool, and refreshing. The savory and slightly spicy meat melted in his systems and the cheese complimented said meat perfectly.
TeeVee then noticed Flex staring at him his mouth open as wide as his eyes.
"What?" TeeVee asked helping himself to another taco.
"I…didn't know you could eat…" said Flex clearly shocked.
"I can now," said TeeVee a grin flashing on his face.
He began to eat yet another taco.
"So I see…Can you even taste?" Flex asked.
"YEP!" TeeVee replied excitedly.
He grabed three more and walked off munching on them happily.
Once he finished eating TeeVee went to the training room and looking around. His cameras caught the treadmill which he had seen the agents run on several times. They seemed to enjoy doing it while listening to music.
TeeVee turned on his inner radio and hopped on starting to run.
It was fun! TeeVee ran in step with the music as he had seen the other agents do. He must have done it for 4 hours before he noticed Dash came in.
"Hello Dash!" he said happily.
"Uh,…Hello TeeVee…what are you doing on the treadmill.? You don't have muscles to work out," Dash asked, "And anyway it's late don't you need to charge yourself up?"
"I wanted to try this out! It's fun!" TeeVee smiled.
"Well I think it's time you got off," said Dash, "I don't want you to wear out your battery before you get to Cam's workshop."
TeeVee though have shrugged if he had shoulders and did as Dash told him. He got off but suddenly had some trouble walking. He would have toppled over if dash had not grabbed and stabilized him.
"Thank you," TeeVee said politely.
"Are you alright?" Dash asked, "I've never seen you have trouble walking before."
"I think I'm alright," TeeVee replied.
"Cam's already gone to bed, but I think you should have you take a look at you in the morning, just in case." Dash said firmly.
"I will if I'm still malfunctioning in the morning," TeeVee promised.
"Do you need some help getting yourself to the workshop to plug in?" Dash asked sounding concerned.
"No thank you," TeeVee said a smile flashing on his screen.
"Well, if you're sure you're alright," Said Dash uncertainly, "Just keep in mind, just because you're the helper, doesn't mean you can never accept help. We care about you a lot."
"Alright Dash," TeeVee said.
"Goodnight TeeVee," said Dash and he left the room.
Once he was gone TeeVee stabled himself again the wall and leaned on it as he walked upstairs.
I don't need to charge up, he thought, I can sleep to reenergize myself. Then I can have dreams too.
He headed to the rec room where there was a couch. Normally it was used by the agents when reading, but most of the agents had gone to bed. TeeVee saw no problem in using it for the night.
He lay down making sure his malfunctioning legs were supported and found himself falling asleep.
His dreams were just as the agents had described it to him in the past. A place where there was no reality. Where there were no rules. No consequences. TeeVee had never felt such freedom and bravery.
He decided he quite liked being more like a living being. But then, he hadn't woken up yet.