He didn’t think he was going to break anything, after you plugged everything in. Paying you to feed him was easy, he was buying various clothes other than what you’d first got him, and your world had so many amusing toys and games! You’d even started teaching him about video games… after he promised not to break anything. If they wanted him to wear ‘protective gloves’ he’d wear them. He still didn’t understand the black, padded, fingerless gloves they made him wear, but at this point, he really didn’t care. People were starting to bet on him now that he’d won a few fights without breaking a sweat, though perhaps that was to be expected. Everyone he’d fought so far had been a pushover. It was his third fight this week and honestly, he was half bored, half amused. The spotlights were blinding, especially in the mostly dark room, but he’d started getting used to it.
