I do not own Cave Story.In fact, I don't even own green tea!
On another note, this was going to be romantic and such, but I was like "Screw it."
"What kind of tea would you like?"
"Green tea," Quote answered.
"I see. I have no mouth so I am unable to drink tea!"
Malco wasn't very good at making jokes.
"But, how can I talk without a mouth? It is a strange thing, indeed! Ha ha ha!"
Malco calmed down a little.
The two robots were sitting at a makeshift table made out of metal.
Quote wasn't sure why he came to Grasstown. He just wanted to relax and drink some tea.
He had never tried it before, and he was curious.
"So, mister. Have you remembered your name?" Malco asked, "I need to enter your information into my database."
"Yes. My name is Quote."
"Okay, how old are you?"
"Thirteen to fourteen, I suppose,"
"Your height?"
"I don't know,"
"Your eye colour?"
"I don't know,"
Malco banged down on the table," Okay, do you know anything else other than your name?"
"...I don't know."
"AHH! I wish I could drink some tea, but I don't have a mouth! You are lucky, Quote!"
"Thank you for the compliment."
". . . . . . ."
"Please leave. Now."
Quote was surprised.
"W-why? Did I say something impolite?"
"Yes. Yes you did. You are a very bad boy. Go home this instant."
"Okay."
End.