It was a cloudy day at the Smash Mansion, and, due to the mood of it, R.O.B. had an extremely sad thought inside himself.
"The other R.O.B. units...," he thought to himself. "They're all gone. I'm the last of the R.O.B.s in existence, and I have carry the weight of them for the rest of eternity."
The robot's thoughts were interrupted when Mr. GW came through the door. "Hey little bro! Whats going on?" the monochrome happily said to his brother. "Not so well," the robot said. "Huh? Whats on your mind then?" Mr. GW then asked.
"Just the fact that my brethren were destroyed a while back. I now have to carry the weight of them forever now. I barely have anyone else now."
The flat being was saddened by his robotic brother's comment. "I know its a little bit tough to deal with this loss, even after a while. You're the last of the R.O.B.s in existence."
"I know. I have no other robotic fighter to interact with, other than Mega Man. I feel like I have done something evil to my life and myself...," R.O.B. said.
"You may not have your R.O.B. brethren, but you do have someone else to take care of you. Someone that has been around since the start of your life. Its me, your older brother Mr. GW! Robotic Operating Brother, I love you!"
The robot blushed and became loved by what Mr. GW said to him. Mr. GW occasionally calls him "Robotic Operating Brother," but only in a very emotional situation like this. Little brother felt like he was infinitely loved by his big brother!
"Thanks big brother!" the robot said. "You're welcome, little brother!" the monochrome said.
"You know little bro, I've been lead a tragic life, being used up to make shadow bugs. We both know the pain of tragedy. You're not alone."
The two brothers hugged each other, feeling happier.