BFB AU - What's Going On

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"Hey, weird robot thing!"
A familiar voice called out to the 'robot thing' in question, waving her arms around wildly as she caught up to them.

Flower panted, hunched over with her hands on her knees for support, then promptly sat down with a big smile on her face.
"There you are! My favorite, err, robot! Thing!" Her cheery tone faltered at the end, revealing the fact that she was not just here for a friendly chat.

Weird Robot Thing, or WRT for short, had been peacefully relaxing in the sun. The grass was soft and the weather was just right for a nice sunbathe. However, perhaps the time wasn't quite right since people kept deciding they wanted to interrupt. Take Flower, for example.

They sighed, "Alright, Flower, what is it?" Their voice was scratchy, like the audio from a video that had been deepfried.

"What, can't I just want to see my favorite person in the whole wide world?" She feigned innocence, blinking rapidly at WRT.

A breeze flowed past the two, causing Flower's petals to bristle against WRT from how close she was leaning. They hastily pushed her away, not enjoying the tickly feeling.

"I know you, Flower. What do you want?"

The blossom's demeanor quickly changed from sweet to sour. She huffed and crossed her arms, now facing away from WRT.
"No one has called me beautiful today!" She threw her arms in the air, clearly exasperated, "it's like nobody can recognise true beauty even if it walked up to them and slapped them in the face!"

"Did you slap someone?" WRT simply replied, briefly wishing it was physically possible for them to raise an eyebrow.

"No!" Flower answered quickly, then looked off to the side, "...maybe, BUT THAT'S NOT THE POINT!" Her arms were back in the air.

If they could, the robot-thing would roll their eyes.
"I'm guessing you want me to call you beautiful, then?"

Flower quickly regained her composure, intertwining her fingers together and putting on her best show of puppy-dog eyes.
"C'mon, you're a robot! Isn't taking orders what you do best, or something?"

WRT let out an offended scoff, mouth agape.
"Wow. You know I actually considered indulging you for a minute."

Before the other could even reply, WRT stood up (although begrudgingly - that spot was very comfortable) and swiftly moved away.

"Wait! Was it something I said?" Flower desperately called out to them, to no avail.

After a few more steps (and ignoring more of Flower's cries), WRT found their next relaxation spot. It was near Teardrop but they didn't really mind her company. They hovered down to the ground, assuming a sitting position when in contact with it. Sparing a quick glance at the water droplet, they flopped onto the back with a small 'oof.'

"Hey, Teardrop," they waved at the other - which looked a little funny considering their position. Unsurprisingly, they were given no response apart from a small wave.
"Still not talking?" An audible head shake was heard, "That's fine. At least I'll get some peace here."

Teardrop made an expression that was a mixture of confusion and relief, although WRT couldn't see it.

They basked in the silence and allowed themselves to relax. Before long, they'd fallen asleep without realising...