"Yeah." said Samus.

"Yeah, what?" asked R.O.B, sitting in the chair next to her. They were out on the Smash Mansion lawn deck at the last summer party.

"Sorry, just… I don't even know why I said that actually. I was spacing out and I guess I was thinking about something but I've just utterly forgotten what it was." explained Samus.

"Can't say I've ever done that." said R.O.B.

"Do what exactly?" asked Samus.

"Forget." responded R.O.B.

"Right, I guess that's pretty normal for a robot." said Samus.

"Sometimes things get pushed into the back of my mind but all my memories are there; the bad ones, the good ones…" said R.O.B. "I wouldn't part with them but I wouldn't know if I had."

"You remember the first date we had right?" asked Samus. "That was like… fuck, I don't even know how long ago that was."

"I remember everything before and after that." said R.O.B.

"God, you must really hate me then." said Samus, with a smirk.

"You've had your share of mistakes but I've been able to forgive them. Not forget them, but I can't fault you. You are human after all." said R.O.B.

"What about you? Do you make mistakes?" asked Samus.

"I don't like to think I do. That would be human, and no matter what body I'm in… that's not who I am." said R.O.B.

"Would you prefer it if I was a robot then?" Samus asked.

"No. Don't change anything about yourself to try and please me. I'm just saying, there is a difference. I can be misguided but I don't error, at least in this game of life." said R.O.B.

"Do you still think there are people who think we're weird?" asked Samus. "With this whole thing?"

"Well yeah. That's human too. To judge what cannot be understood." said R.O.B.

"Jeez, you got a real sadistic view of the human race. How do you even stand me?" asked Samus.

"I accept it. Every error by mankind has an understandable root to it. With a machine, the error comes from within." said R.O.B.

"No robot wouldn't do what they're asked to do, then." said Samus.

"Yeah." stated R.O.B.

"So what were you asked to do?" asked Samus.

"Live a fulfilling life," stated R.O.B. "Doing pretty well on that front I suppose?"

Samus laughed and kissed him.

Samus shut the door behind her as she kicked off her sandals, accidentally slamming her foot into the wall.

"Fuck..." she said as her face grimaced in pain. R.O.B moved over to her only for her to shoo him away with her hand. "I'm fine... fuck. Jeez." She shut her eyes for a second and breathed to take a second and then just sat down on the couch.

R.O.B disappeared somewhere else as Samus took a second to breathe. She would probably need to change out soon. Was this what R.O.B was talking about? To error as a human?

R.O.B walked out in his bald face human form and sat next to Samus on the couch. She looked at him and then looked down at the carpet. "R.O.B... I think I've talked about this before but... I dunno. I feel more detached to you in your human form than your robot form, you know?"

R.O.B's sunglasses hid his eyes but Samus could tell he didn't like what he was hearing. "What do you want then?" he asked, placing his hands over his head. Samus sighed. She wasn't exactly up for this conversation, but it was a gripe she had often enough.

"I dunno... you know how in that film that Disney made about Beauty and the Beast?" she said. "Not implying you're ugly or anything but... I fell in love with your robot form, not this." she said, pointing to his human form.

R.O.B sighed. "The creators claimed that regardless of what he looked like, they felt the majority of those who watched the film would likely end up not liking his human appearance, simply because he no longer felt like the character whom the viewers bonded with through the film." Samus slanted her lips to the right and then to the left.

"You looked that shit up, right?" asked Samus. "I dunno what I want any more, I guess that's my issue. It's eight pm. Fuck... I dunno. I'm just gonna go to bed after I take a quick shower."

R.O.B sighed as she got up.

After the shower, she took a quick test with a a white piece of plastic that was known as a pregnancy test. One stripe. She knew the result before it even began, but for whatever reason she always took it. She wasn't sure why... it was a fucking robot, it was not going to bear her any child.

She laid on the bed, her eyes awake. What did she want?

She didn't know. She had everything as far as she cared. A good boyfriend, some good friends that could actually give her relationship advice, she didn't need to worry about money or living conditions...

It's bizarrely boring to be a person that has it all.