You and Tenna were.. business partners. Of some sort.

You had a decently healthy relationship, arguing from time to time but usually calm around one another. Spending commercial breaks together in the lounge, at the bar, or in Tennas dressing room. You two were rarely seen apart.

But your relationship with tenna wasn't all unicorns and cupcakes. Cause when tenna had a bone to pick he made it known. Losing his temper and yelling at you. He didn't lay his hands on you, but his words made up for the lack of physical pain.

You and Tenna had just finished hosting a gameshow in which he had accidentally stepped on your foot. Him being the size he was, you can imagine the result.

Even as he went off at you, pacing around his dressing room whilst you sat on the couch, holding your aching foot with an ice pack. You could feel it gain its own heartbeat as it swelled.

He came up close to you, leaning over you and his hands going to the backrest, one on either side of you. His screen glitched, but he forced a smile, his non-existent eyes narrowed. "At least try to make yourself know next time, because-"

You piped up because- well it totally wasn't like you were talking with a huge robot headed host with enough strength to squeeze you into jam.

"Well MAYBE if you would watch where you were walking and you didn't have your head in the clouds all the time you'd have seen me."

"WELL HOW WAS I SUPPOSED TO SEE YOU? I WAS LOOKING AT THE CAMERAS! NOT YOU!"

"WELL ITS NOT MY FAULT YOU FORGET YOURE TWICE THE SIZE OF EVERYONE AROUND YOU-!" out of no where you feel your soul jump out of your body. Litterally.

Your button shirt bursts open at the middle as your [insert color] heart shaped soul jumps out at tenna, and kisses his belt buckle. Your face burns a deep red as you pull it back to you. Both you and Tenna equally embarrassed. Tenna turns around, his cord tail lashing behind him.

You hated your soul, it showed your true emotions. That's why you had your chest stitched up so it wouldnt do that. But if the feeling got too strong the stitches were pointless.

You shove it back into your chest and hug yourself so it doesn't make another reappearance.