Meeting him

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//Artman's POV//
I'm not the popular one to begin with... I'm more of the people who prefer to be alone. I'm a robot so its not easy being me... I deal with depression everyday. Until one day I meet the robot of my dreams. I guess you can say I'm gay but to hell what people think!

>>earlier that day<<

It was an average day. Clear blue sky, the sound of birds ( he's out in the real world >:3 not dreamscape or something. I forgot what its called!) singing... I decided to go out for a walk to clear my head from all of this depression. I sat at the nearsest bench I could find as I sat I couldn't help but noticed another robot playing with a group of puppies.

//Pilot's POV//

I laughed as the puppies tugged at my scarf and licked my face but I noticed a sad looking robot sitting alone.
'Hmm... I should cheer him up!!'
I swiftly got up and approached the robot. He didn't notice me because he seemed to be drawing in his sketchbook. I sat next to him and smiled like an idiot.
"Hey!" I beamed cheerfully
The robot only blinked in confusion as he looked at me. 'Err... I see he's not much of a talker..'
"Are um.. talking to me..?" The robot asked as he just stared blankly at me.

"Well who else would I be taking to?"
"Uhh..."
"Anyways, my name is Pilot and yours?"
"Um Artman.."
I relaxed more into the bench and put my hands behind my head.

//Artman's POV//
All I did was just stare at him. Jeez no ones ever really talked to me before... As he relaxed more into the bench I couldn't help but blush a light shade of red. 'Wow.. he does have a nice body- WAIT WHAT?!? WHAT AM I SAYING!! I JUST MEET THE GUY!!!' A tap on my shoulder broke me between my thoughts. I looked at Pilot and was quite surprised of what he said.

"Hey Artsy, why are you so sad?" He asked curiously.
I only blinked at the nickname he just gave me.

"..Oh umm... uhhh..."
I began to hear chuckles out of Pilot's lips

"Hey its alright! You don't have to answer I was just curious!"

I sighed with relief. Good I didn't want him to find anything out about my depression problem.

"Oh, I gotta go Artsy but will you be here tomorrow?"

"Oh um.. yeah"

"Great! Ill see you tomorrow!" Pilot said as he began to walk away. All I did was smile as I watched Pilot slowly began to disappear into the surroundings. 'Wow I think I might just have a friend...'

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