finaly being able to reach his room after a long day, Omidaz plops down on his bed. woreout from all that work at the shop and talking to people. closing his eyes to rest a few mins pass by and he noticed a red light right in his face. he opened his eyes to see what it was. some scrap of metal was standing over him. " um zeb...wanna tell me what this thing is?"zeb was in the other room " chu...nuu nuu..." zeb, i know you can talk..." zeb gave a sigh before walking into the room " but its no fun..." "oh well, now what is this? " the robot sat down still looking at omi as he sat up. " i dont know... what is it? " "zeb this isnt the time for games" "hmph...your one to talk, hes something i built while you were gone, met the one and only obsidian f-32" the machine shifted its head before standing up strait. gears clanked and grined togeather as he snaped his shoulders back into place. " he needs some work but i think its pretty good dont you say?" "yea...im shocked..." omi was really shocked, he never saw zeb build something like this before "how did you make this? " " oh nothing *cough* oven *cough*" "WHAT?!?! now how am i to cook something?" "what you talking about you dont know how to cook" "oh yea..."