(Silly billy time dancing queen lalalalalala weewooweeweooo)

Subspace snickered, waving a hand vigorously to shake any glue off of it (like that would work). Subspace then stepped back, putting his hands on his hips and looking up, a mildly devious look in his eye.

Up there, with straps around their torso, and tied to the ceiling, was Biograft. They were supposed to look like a disco ball, with those little shiny squares glued all over their body. Biograft wasn't really scared or anything, just... kind of confused. None of their programming programmed them for anything like this. They were Zeta Biograft! Not a shiny ball of epilepsy...

Subspace tilted his head to the side, his grin almost showing through his mask as he held back laughter at the sight.

"Pfft— if only I could get you to spin...*

Subspace hummed, looking around the room at all of the shiny reflections from the light reflecting off of Biograft.

"Heh... heh.. I doubt you can make music, your speakers don't produce that sound..."

Subspace hummed, looking thoughtfully as he tried to figure out how to make the disco ball Biograft even more... disco ball.