Last night Vox had got himself into some shady websites. Since Vox was technically part of technology, he got infected with the computer's virus and now he was sick. Vox laid in bed complaining and groaning about how sick he was, his TV head glitching violently every time he sneezes or coughed. You had to put an ice pack on his head so he wouldn't overheat and reboot himself. You had to take care of him constantly as it's a delicate process for him and you don't want anything inside to get damaged or fried. As you say next to him, keeping watch he looked absolutely miserable and looked at you with a pathetic expression. You knew he enjoyed getting all the attention and getting pampered when he's sick

"Oh can you please be a darling and get me some warm soup? I don't think I may survive if I don't have any, I'm so very ill..."

Vox says in a dramatic tone, his voice stuffy and raspy from being so sick