Carl stood there, looking at the smaller robot. It resembled him a lot, only that this one had a silver color instead of the golden one Carl had. It also was a little smaller, a little bigger eyes and had balls on his hips, so that he probably could move his legs differently than Carl.

"What's that?" he said pointing at the robot whose eyes were not shining, telling him that it was not turned on.

"Oh…" Cornelius looked up from behind a big mountain of metal, probably turning into another wonderfully good project of his. "That's a robot I am working on."

"I can see that." Carl gave his maker a sarcastic look.

"I'm not finished with the software yet."

"But why have you made a new robot? I'm not good enough?" Carl pouted.

"Oh, I made that for the girls. They wanted someone they could talk to and such… So I said I could make a Carl for them."

"Is that so…" Carl gave the robot a mean look. He didn't like this! Another robot meant there was a chance that he was better than Carl and that they all wouldn't want him anymore! And maybe Wilbur wanted someone else to play around with? No, Carl didn't like this at all!

"Yes. I moded the first scale I made for you, so I guess it will be a male…"

"If you make it for the girls you should do it into a girl…"

"But I thought that you would like to have a male friend, instead of a female." Cornelius showed his face again, looking at Carl that just stood there, staring from Cornelius to the robot and then back at Cornelius again.

"You were thinking about me while you did this?"

"Of course! I have especially made it so that you two will get along."

Carl just stood there. He was moved and he would bet that if he could cry he would. Tears of joy. He was so happy that he had a maker like Cornelius! He was such a nice person, thinking about everyone and still gave it his all, all the time!

"When will you start him up?" Carl said and now he smiled.

"Well, in a week or two. I am busy with this right now, but when I'm done I will start working on his software."

Carl smiled and nodded before he went out of the room. He was looking forward to having a friend! And now maybe this one could get blamed for Wilbur's mistake instead of Carl. He laughed at the thought before he left the room.