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"How did you get down here?", the bot asked as he walked closer to them, still pointing at them. "There's no access to this level. There is nobody down here but me", he said as he got his masked face close to them. Then he started stammering who knows what until his mask came off, revealing a young bot. "Oh my gosh, you're real! You're others! You're not....me! You're here and you're not me!"

"Uh, yea...awesome", Orion said awkwardly, glancing at D-16. The bot pointed them and made them jump back. The bot then composed himself.

"I am so sorry. That must have been weird for you", he said, taking a step back. "I just haven't had a lot of company since they put me down here in sub level 50"

"50? But there are only 40 sub levels", D-16 said. 

"That's what I thought!", the yellow bot said cheerfully. "Turns out there are ten more, and they are not pleasant. Probably why nobody ever really talks about them"

"How long have you been down here?", Orion asked, sitting up.

"How long have I been here?", the yellow bot asked and laughed. He tried to lean on the railing from the belt but nearly fell. He leaned against the railing. "Let's see, somewhere between a long time and forever? I mean, I had other jobs but I kept getting reassigned 'cause I'm so good at what I do"

Orion and D-16 looked at each other.

"Oh! I'm B-127, by the way. But you can call me B. And actually working on some nicknames. The one I'm floating right now is Badassatron", B said. "It's actually pronounced 'Badassatron'", he said in a deep voice before speaking normally. "But if you have any critiques-"

"Yea, great. How do we get out of here?", D-16 asked.

"Great question", B said as he winked and pointed his digits at D-16. "You don't"

"We don't?", D-16 asked.

"Nope", B answered as Orion started getting up. "We have limited access to the waste management area, but the new shift manager there does not like distractions. No, they prefer we stay here on the task at hand"

"Which is...?", Orion asked.

"Oh!", B said cheerfully as he backed up, took off the mask and hovered it over the belt. "The scrap comes in from the chute there onto the conveyor belt", he said as he dropped the mask to the belt. "Our job is to look for anything that might be worth salvaging before it hits the furnace and gets smelted"

"So, you watch garbage burn", D-16 said.

"Yes!", B said as he pointed his digits at him. "It is so great that you're here now. I can't wait to learn everything about you. And then tell you everything about me! I have a lot of hopes and dreams that I am dying to share with one or two new best friends"

"Uh, yea. I would love to-", Orion was cut off.

B spluttered. "Where are my manners? Come on, I'll introduce you to the rest of the crew", he said as he walked to a sliding door. He banged on it. "Hey, guys! We've got company!"

Orion and D-16 followed him as he slid the door open. There were junk bots sitting around a table. B went to the one to the right side of the table.

"This is EP-508", B said as he moved to the one in the middle. "This is A-A-tron", he continued and went to the last one to the left. "And this fella here is Steve"

"'Steve'?", Orion asked, tilting his head slightly.

"Yea, he's foreign", B said. 

"Question: Do they talk back to you?", D-16 asked.

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