- Today wasn't any special, apparently, Delilah took Dyle for another daily small experiments and tests, like checking his physical state, health and etc.. Dyle already got used to these tests and didn't minded them, but yeaahh.. Sometimes they had to take a blood sample for a check and it always a pain since Dyle is afraid of pain and needles.. Typical.
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{Note: It's Dyle's POV now!}
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Dyle Timesly... it was time when he was just created. The main hosts and the creators were two people named Delilah Keen and Arthur Walton. They've created Dyle not for the same purpose like any other toon they planned to make later.. No, they made him to be another worker, the one who will keep stuff steady if they're not around, and much other.
Week later as Dyle was created–he was learning quite fast. He learned basic stuff like walking and managing basic requests, he can also make out simple sentences and words but still he got a bit of problems with speaking and his emotions. He was sensitive, but it wasn't surprising. None of the workers or Delilah nor Arthur were harsh to him and never pushed too hard, but weren't the best "parents" either. They were taking care of him for a while but never showed any actual love or affection to him. They were determined to form the character in him they planned and thought of.. A perfect co-worker for them to move around and give orders without questioning them, and Dyle.. Well, what could he do? He was only one damn week old, yet he was already considered as adult since Toons don't experience the childhood or teenhood at all like other living creatures do.