#gyroot

In the Lab of Doctor Gearloose; sat Gyro Gearloose hard at work as he always is, he’s running on a week of no sleep, his eyes were heavy, circles under his eyes very dark, he quite honestly looked terrible, he needed to sleep, but of course Gyro couldn’t do that, his work was far more important than sleeping.

This raised concern in his little plant man boyfriend, the man makes his way towards Gyro, he spoke softly, “Mister Gyro, you seem very tired…I’m concerned about the lack of sleep you have gotten, a person needs an average of eight hours of sleep to perform their best, I worry you are depriving yourself of that precious time in bed.” The root man explains.

“Nonsense.” The chicken rolls his eyes. “I do not need any sleep, I’ve got too much important work to do than to sleep.”

Bushroot looks at him sadly, he notes the dark circles under Gyros eyes, they were bloodshot, he could barely keep them open, the chicken snorting in and out of consciousness. “You need sleep, I’m very concerned about you…I don’t..want anything terrible to happen to you, please work can wait, sleep cannot.” The little plant hopes that enough to convince Gyro to sleep. It wasn’t.

“Look, I can take care of myself. I don’t need you bugging me right now.” Gyro sighs, rather frustrated now, he was tired.

“Right.” The plant sighs, he starts to walk away from the scientist.

Oh what the hell, I’m such an asshole, I should be asleep, Reggie is right…why am I pushing him like this…

“Reggie!” The chicken says. “I’m sorry, get back here…you are right, I am a foolish asshole…I am in need..of..of….” The chicken starts to go limp, his eyes close while Reggie walks over to him, allowing the lanky man to collapse right on top of him, he is asleep.

Reggie smiles; he knew the man needed a rest; he works so hard, I admire him for his work, but i worry for his poor health. I cannot allow anything to compromise my gyros life, he is mine, I love him.

IDK IF THIS IS HIS FINAL DESIGN BUT

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