A.N: If you are satisfied with how things ended in the last chapter, then don't read any more past that point. If you wanted something a little happier to end it, then continue. :) You didn't think I'd leave that easily, did you?
Len's eyes fluttered open as he came out of his deep sleep. He felt that what had just happened wasn't real for just a moment, but when the memories flooded back into his think pan and he looked at the bare and body-less spot next to him, he knew that it was real. And it still felt fresh in his mind about what had happened in those days.
He sat up and rubbed his eye, finding it hard to even find the motivation to get out of bed. But he remembered what Piko told him, and he wasn't about to go back on his word. He made a promise to live on.
Standing up on his feet, he pushed off the bed and headed out the door to go downstairs. The hallways looked empty, just like he felt inside. As he stepped in front of the stairs, he was stopped by a figure that caught the side of his eye.
Shifting his body around, he was surprised to see someone coming out of the bathroom next to his room. "Wha-" Len almost fell backwards down the stairs when he was greeted by a large smile that was plastered on a round face. "Piko?!" The blonde nearly jumped out of his clothes when he saw the white haired android.
"Uh, yeah! Who else would it be?" The other folded his arms and sighed. "You know, I'm starting to think I'm never going to get over this sickness. Wasn't it supposed to stop around the fifth month? Well it's been five months. How do you think. . ." He went on and on as Len stared in disbelief at the solid figure before him.
He took a step and placed his hand on Piko's chest, expecting it to phase through. But it didn't. "Uhm. What are you doing, Len?"
"You. . .you were dead. . .how. . .how are you." The blonde stuttered out as he tried to find the right way to explain it.
"What are you talking about? I'm not dead."
"But I saw you! I held you as you died. . .I was told you'd never have your memory back. Our daughter died. I saw your ghost. . you were a ghost! You told me-"
Len was surprised when the white-haired male suddenly busted out laughing, making him stop speaking. ". . .?"
"You're too cute, you know? Of course, silly. You must have just had a bad dream. As you can see, I'm perfectly fine."
Len looked down at the floor, still confused and now kind of upset. It was a dream? But it seemed so real. It seemed like such a long dream. Like it lasted for days. And why was Piko laughing at him? It's not funny! He was really upset!
"Besides." His laughing halted and he walked over to Len, putting a comforting arm around him and smiling softly. "We're robots. I don't know much about humans, but I do know that ghosts are the human soul after they die, right? An entity that is manifested from someone's /soul/. We don't have souls. . .we're not human. So how could I have been a ghost?"
His words really struck him. They have no soul. No spirits. Was he really right, he wondered. He shrugged it off. "I suppose you're right. But you were more of an angel than a ghost." He mumbled, feeling embarrassed at that moment.
"That's sweet. But I'm really hungry, so let's just go downstairs and get breakfast."
"Right. . .I guess. Let's go." Len smiled back up at his fiance. He was glad that he wasn't actually dead and that it was just a dream, yet again. But something still didn't set right in his gut. And that something had purple hair and a terrible god complex.