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Part 2 of las chaper here we go!

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Bofo silently walked around the kitchen opening canisters of ingredients and kitchen ware to make a cake for everyone. The robot didn't have anything to do but decided to make food for his friends. Bofo knew from memory that Boder cannot withstand patience and want it easily quick. It was bad habit from him to even make the temperature rise then when it was ready the came was black burned charcoal. Cooking for the tall spider wasn't a good option for him and not much for Bob either. He kept eating raw eggs which Bofo had to put in a safe safely away from him and Bosip had to rap his blue void into a burrito with a blanket with Bowaev. The only two good cooks around was surprisingly Bobal and Bobot. Quite shocking for a delinquent menace who has anger issues and a quiet introvert would actually have good culinary skills. Took a lot of time to process for what he experienced but took it all in without a thought.

Just after the metallic robot putted the batter in the oven he heard a small noise across the living-room then removing his pink apron and hat and decided to check it out. The sound of wires and mechanics whirred inside of him as he began scanning around for the source then realized it pointed to the sleepy brunette snoring almost louder than before. Bofo didn't even know what to think about him and decided to do something that is not usually him.

Giving him Bobal's Bofo plush.

He already knew about from the last inference from opening his door without knocking. He found out about his stash of plushies he'd been hiding from him and Bobot which he treasures more than his soul. Hell Bobal would even make a sweater for them if he'd have to.

Bofo already had it in his arms caressing it like a newborn baby and putted it into Bobals arms then out of nowhere the smaller took it and slept with it. Now he was starting to think he was pretending to sleep just to get some attention from him but he didn't mind and-

DING!

Oop the cake is ready! Better to get it ready out before it gets cold.

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