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It was a little difficult to hear anything out on the farm other than the robot child's mechanical screeching. Fellah was currently chasing the little monstrosity around his hive, dodging things that it ran into and knocked over, never knowing if it was on purpose or not.
"C-C'mon now...just, please calm down, _please_" the redblood begged it, tired and worn out his entire place was an unmitigated wreck ever since the bouncing bundle of bolts showed up.
In a rare moment that the robochild suddenly stopped, Fellah was able to scoop it up with a sigh, thinking it had finally gone into sleep mode...to no such luck. The hellion began vibrating as Fellah held it, but things were quiet enough for the farm troll to hear his name? He heard something outside, and a roar it sounded like.
Shuffling to the front door, Fellah stumbled out into the night, walking out into the middle of his farm, for the first time in his life not noticing any plants he might be trouncing on. He saw a small figure and a massive figure not far off. Unfortunately Fellah was too worn down to react in any matter. Sleep deprived, bags under his eyes, a vacant expression, and now a steady stream of some oily substance running down his overalls, he just stared at the oncoming troll.

Fellah took a moment to gather himself. As Kolako waved her hand in front of Fellah's face there was a lag between him looking down at her, and then to the vibrating monstrosity in his arms.
"Y-y-yeah. I-I-I'm o-o-okay..." his voice warbled from holding onto the vibrating robobaby.
The bucket of bolts decided to spew some more oil all over Fellah, splattering his face, but the teen troll didn't seem too phased by it anymore. Either emptied out, or sufficiently pleased with itself for covering over 75% of its "lusus" in grease, it finally ceased its vibrations.
"I just...don't know what this thing wants. Ever. It doesn't want candy, or toys, or talking...it just wants to burn down my hive." Fellah's voice was pretty monotone, it was probably due to a lack of sleep causing a severe stupor.
The redblood finally noticed that Kolako was carrying a little monster of her own. His eyes widened at the thought of TWO of them. "You got one too?" he asked, incredulously. "Hope you've been having better luck."

"Are you sure you should leave it out here?" Fellah asked, though his voice didn't sound very concerned. He wasn't particularly heartbroken over leaving the second monstrosity outside of his hive, but truth be told he seemed a bit guarded over his own machine child. If nothing else, Fellah had a strong sense of responsibility, and even though he hated the mechanical devil-spawn, it was still his responsibility.
After a dazed moment, the teen finally turned around and trudged back to his hive. He would have normally been much more hospitable to his guest, but under the circumstances Kolako was lucky that Fellah remembered to hold the door open for her.

The hive was very large and spacious, yet sparsely decorated and furnished, a very humble hive that carried a rustic feel. Luckily, Fellah didn't have as much stuff to break as some so the mess could be worse. Still, the floor was littered with furniture and objects smashed beyond recognition, oil on the walls, and a massive hole gaping through the hardwood floor in the middle of a hallway.
"Sorry 'bout the mess," he mumbled, though he was sure Kolako could hardly blame him for the chaos.

Fellah had to take pauses to think before he could reply to anything Kolako had said. The little monster had obviously done a number on him, but he dare not release it from the crook of his arm, lest it awaken the beast and the terror start all over again.
"Plushy things..." he repeated, thinking. The bags under his eyes mimicked the sag in his voice. "Well, I do, or did. I don't really know if it got in the linen closets yet or not." he replied finally. Lumbering over to the closest closet, he opened it to be met with a giant gaping hole that was apparently a new entrance to a guest room. Destroyed cushions and wooden shelves lay strewn all over. As if this were a normal occurrence he simply closed the door again and walked down to the end of another hall.
There he was lucky enough to find a linen closet that the beast hadn't gotten into yet. "Got some over here," he said to the little girl, trying to muster a smile for her but just looking even more tired somehow.

"B-But! It's my responsibility!" Fellah seemed a little distraught as Kolako took the mechanic monstrosity and chucked it out the, already broken, window. He fidgeted for a few moments, but he couldn't lie...it was nice that the little beast was gone. Silence.
"I should really go...make sure it's...okay...." Fellah mumbled as his eyes drooped further, it was as if the bags under them were pulling him onto the cushion pile with Kolako. First his legs gave way, then it was mere moments before he made a full face plant onto the pile. "I guessa 'lil breakwon'thurt..." he mumbled through a pillow, words slurring together.