── .✦"Does anyone know what a e-mail is??"

Being a Toshiba tv's hard, ain't it?

You, being the tech manager of this show, have to deal with it.

You saw Mr Tenna in the halls of the studio, glaring- or rather, whatever is closest to a glare for a man with no eyes, at a sleek new model television being carried by two workers

"Whoa mama! Hold on now!" You saw his antennas spring up, huffing as he stormed over "What's he doing here?!" He demanded, jabbing a finger at the newer televisions screen.

...You watched as the 'he' didn't respond. You knew it wouldn't. It's not a sentient television, why would it?

You feel a little dumb actually looking at the television for a answer before realizing just how stupid that would be.

But hey, in this world you wouldn't be surprised.

"We don't need new models here! They don't have the fame I do! None of the CHARISMA!!"

You saw him visibly upset, listening to the workers explain the television was purely for the lobby, not to replace him

"No, no no!" Mr Tenna seethed with rage, his gloved fists clenching at his sides, non-existent nails digging into his palms. "Because if HE is out there for the audience to see, then they'll see my- my older model! And before you know it that- FREAK of a television will take over! I am the best model! H-He COPIED ME! I'm the ORIGIONAL!" his voice raised, watching the workers ignore his rambling as they hauled the television to the lobby.

He stood there as the workers left, chest rising and falling in furious pants before his back slid down the wall, curled up in the middle of the hall, face- or rather screen- hidden, knees pulled toward himself.

"Does anyone know what a e-mail is?" He whispered, remembering the research, to which he will never admit he's done, about newer technology, only to end up like a grandmother asking her grandchildren how to work it.

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