Hector suddenly then stood up straight and tall, arms by his sides, like he had done when he was at school as a kid.
Immediately, he had a sudden urge to grab his blue baseball cap, and put it on, back to front.
Suddenly!
A whirring sound happened in his gut like his guts were starting to be rearranged, in a robotic manner.
'Shit,' he thought, 'probably should lay off of watching the Sci-Fi channel.'
he felt a sudden jolt as parts of him separated. In a flash, he had gained sophisticated ball bearing joints where his bends were, and saw he had become more robotic than a man.
This inspired him, and he began adding more and more sophistication to himself feeling complex gears forming inside of himself, hydraulic oil beginning to pump from an iron heart through heavy rubber tubes that were now his veins. His nipples and bellybutton became bolts and screws, his fingernails and toenails became metal plates, his hair became steel wire, his skin changed to solid silver steel, he clicked and whirred as he moved, and found he could now focus and zoom his eyes as he pleased with sophisticated adjustable lens. When it was all done, a living moving clockwork man had replaced Hector Nilzin. Though somehow still in his visage and figure, he resembled complete machinery instead of flesh, every piece of his frail human body approximated as gears, joints, springs, and steel skin.
To the robotic janitor's surprise, he saw he was still wearing his fabric heart-patterned underwear.
But then, his underwear changed from fabric to steel, turning a dark, but shiny gray, and the red hearts turned Metallic red.
"My God." he said, startled at the filtered sound of his own voice, like something from a science fiction program, his streamlined and permanently fixed face not even moving. "I'm handsome."
Even his cap had somehow or other anchored itself to his head, and turned into Shiny blue steel.