A/N- Before I get to the main part of this tale, I have a bit of prologue to deal with. (This takes place during the movie)
1- Truce?
Toaster sat on Rob's desk. Springs and gears coming loose.
Plugsy hopped over to the four remaining appliances. "Look, uh, we..."
Lampy narrowed his eyes.
"We're deeply sorry," the computer said. "We were jealous."
The phone hopped over. "But Young Master knows best."
"Young master?" Blanky asked.
"That's what we've called him for years," Plugsy said.
"Do... do you think Toaster will make it?" Blanky asked.
The stereo joined the crowd. "If he can fix me, our chrome friend will be easy."
"We won't be cutting edge for long," The computer said. "In the future there'll probably be computers the size of magazines with the processing power of 20 of me."
"Or cordless phones!" the phone said.
"Music players that fit in someone's palm."
"Vacuums that can move in the presence of people!"
"Anyway!" Plugsy said. "How about we tell our tales of Young Master?"