Rude Awakenings (Open)

Rumble glances around the workshop. Sure enough, his workshop was a huge mess... as usual. He looks back at Teemo and shrugs.

"Yeah, why not. I'll put my contraptions in a separate room and organize my tools, and you can pick up the screws and bolts and put them in that blue bin over there." Rumble points towards a bin sitting next to a table piled with blueprints. "After that, we'll see where to go from there."

Unlike Teemo, Rumble liked taking his time during cleaning. He was still casually putting away and organizing his tools onto his tool shelves before Teemo called him over.

Rumble turned around and saw the organized piles. His eyes widened in surprise, and Rumble looked at Teemo, then at the piles again.

"Holy fudge, you work really fast."

Rumble steps closer to the piles to examine them. He was obviously very impressed, given by how long he stared at them and how wide his eyes were. "And they're all in really neat piles, too..." He turned to Teemo and grinned. "Heh, maybe I should start hiring you as a housekeeper around here!" he chuckles. "'Course, I'm only kidding. Anyways, the reason I told you to put them all in one bin is 'cause I thought organizing them would be too difficult of a task... but guess I was wrong! Hold on a minute."

Rumble walks towards a drawer and opens it. He takes out several smaller bins, each one colored and labeled differently. "Right, just put those piles into these bins accordingly, and when you're done, um..." Rumble scratched his chin for a while before continuing. "Well, I'm almost done with my job too, so we'll see what to do from then when we're finished."

Rumble comes out and glances at the bins. He notices that they're organized perfectly, and he smiles with satisfaction. "Nice job, Tee. I'm already done organizing the tools, and, um..." He takes one more glance around the room before continuing. "Well, I don't think there's much else to clean, so we can move on with something else."

Rumble notices Teemo's pleasant mood, and he wonders what's on Teemo's mind. Rumble raises a hand and waves it in front of Teemo's face. "Hey, Teemo, ya with me, bud? Ya look like you're thinking about something else, man."

Rumble puts on his gloves and fastens on his goggles, already prepping himself up for the task. "Heh, chill your pants, Tee! I'm just getting started," he chuckles.

Rumble walks towards the table and opens up the bins. He takes out some metal parts and several electrical components for the television and immediately begins to assemble them together. "This ain't gonna be some huge television I'm building, unless you want it to be," Rumble hollers out. "So the process should just take 10 minutes or so."

Rumble doesn't respond, for he's already completely engrossed in his work. His hands were moving deftly, assembling the parts together with a very quick manner and grabbing extra parts whenever needed.

10 minutes pass before Rumble takes out a glass panel and inserts it into the complete tube television. He takes off his gloves and rubs his hand together before speaking.

"Well, here it is. I know it ain't the greatest television ever... but it was easy to make and that's all that matters," Rumble stated, glancing at the tube television. "Wanna take it to the bedroom? Might be pretty heavy to carry, though."

"Yeah, hold on a minute."

Rumble enters his bedroom and clears his table. He places the various objects onto a different, smaller table in the room, then walks back towards the main workshop room.

"Alright, there's a nice empty table to put the television on," he states. Rumble puts his arms under the television, ready to carry it. "Alright, let's heave this thing there!"