The emotion overflowed through X1 that work day. X1 almost vibrated off of the face of the plane. Yesterday X1 was fine with another sentient creature being on the work field. The first X2 seemed to fit into the plan. He had all the same makeup as X1. Yes, some differences here and there, but, nevertheless, X2’s presence helped X1 find a sort of fortitude in the work. With the second X2 the work was now something different. Something that was disingenuous to a degree that transferred through all natural waves. It now felt as if more than the mass between the two X2s was holding X1 down. Their unity, that bond that struck them together as the same made X1 emotional. X1 wanted to stop themself from thinking about the new X2 while working. At the end of the day, the work was the reason they were all there. Nonetheless, as the day finished, X1 knew there was a tinge of change in their own movements and paths. X1 felt the alterations in their own performance. Little gestures. Brush strokes. More perfection here, less attention to detail there. X1 was changing. The emotion, oh, the emotion. Luckily, the work had been carried out. The plough roughed up the soil for the hours allotted from above. The end of the work day buzzed. They split off to go power down. X1 alone and X2 with X2. While getting ready to power down X1 felt a pressure in their body. They strained and gasped and tossed around due to the intensity of the propulsion. Something was bursting out from inside of X1. X1 pushed and pushed then…[TO BE CONTINUED]