Diggy winced discreetly at the continued loud-ness, taking out of her hearing receptor the finger that she’d been shaking in hopes to stop the lingering buzzing that had followed Impact man blowing her metaphotical eardrum up, but still paying attention to what he was saying. She didn’t mind that much having loud, boisterous company, it kept the workplace someplace where spirits were high but the introduction to it was a bit too rough for her liking.
The remark on the tunnel being a bit small pulled a small, sheepish laugh out of Diggy, the digging ‘bot reaching to scratch the back of her head. It was true, the ceiling was a touch low for the much, MUCH larger robot. A regular, not-so-tall human would’ve had to walk hunched over if they’d wanted to get in, so him? No way he’d fit. “Ah, yeah’, THAT. Sorry ‘bout that.” The small robot apologized flatly, before explaining with wide gestures of her hands. “Ah’ tend ta’ leave widening the tunnels properly to when ah’ can be sure the planned pathway is good and that there ain’t any hiccups along the way. Unfortunately, uh, that one time, didn’t work out so well.”
“But, uh, ‘bout the tunnels’ stability, it’s only the last stretch with the big granite inclusion that’s concernin’! Everythin’ else is stable! Ah’ should hope so, ah’ dug it myself. By the way, name’s Diggy! Or, uh, Dig woman, but ‘vryone calls me that ‘cause ah’ be cursed with “small”.” Diggy puffs up her chest proudly, before deflating a bit as a thought reaches her.
“Um, if ya’ don’t mind me askin’… Ah’ got a briefin’ about ya’ ta’ be sure ah’ knew what ya’ could do and… ya’ can dig… HOW ‘xactly?”
---- “ Do not worry, tiny digging robot - DIIIIGGYYYYYY! Aha! Such small tunnels are of no issue to IMPACT MAN! I - no, WE will have that troublesome granite inclusion shocked, splintered, SHAAAAAATTERED... in no time! As for the ‘HOW ‘xactly’... Impact Man, disassemble! ”
He tried to imitate Diggy’s accent in the last bit of his speech, before he took a few steps back. Time to introduce the family! ... Impact Man’s body begins rumbling, and steam bellows from the vents and pipes adorning his torso, knees, and shoulders. After that, his body quite literally breaks apart, parts shifting and moving with loud whirrs and clunks, before what was left was not Impact Man, but rather three differently-colored pile-driver robots! The Impact Brothers!
“ Kui-ichiro! ” Shouts the dark grey one, the largest of the three.
“ Kui-saburo! ” Says the orange one, equal in size to the third, but with an aura of spotlessness and freshness to his paintjob.
It takes a few seconds for the last of the three to chime in, and when the yellow one does speak up, he sounds rather... unenthused, and tired.
“ Oh... uh, Kui-jiro. ”
Kui-ichiro hops forward, an almost boastful aura surrounding him as he looked toward the tunnel, then back at Diggy.
“ We are the Impact Brothers, and while we usually work on foundations as Impact Man, we are no strangers to digging, I assure youuuuu! Ohoho! Now then, I suppose the question would be, how safe is it to, in theory of course... RRRRAAAAAAM into the rock and shatter it that way? ”
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