Adopted By The Creepypastas

2Bop3Bop Finally Makes A Friend

The person standing behind 2Bop3Bop didn't seem to be a person at all. Instead it was.. Some kind of strange creature? 2Bop3Bop's system was made so 2Bop3Bop would be able to recognize any registered species in the world. But this was a creature that 2Bop3Bop couldn't seem to identify. 

The thing had grayish skin and dark eyes that appeared empty almost. It wasn't standing up straight, it was kind of hunched over. Its hands were large and it had long fingers with sharp nails. It was very skinny, to the point where you could see its ribs. When it opened its mouth to speak, two rows of unusually pointy teeth glistened in the sun. 

"You could jump, but you will just pass your sadness onto someone else."  

It had a deep, raspy, and all together unsettling voice. Strangely enough, 2Bop3Bop found its voice along with its body.. What was the word? Ah, yes. Attractive.

2Bop3Bop turned their head to line up with their body. Then they suddenly sank to their knees which created a mechanical whirring sound. 2Bop3Bop started to make noises that sort of resembled sobbing, although there were no tears to go with it. They let all of their emotions flow out with this sobbing, the sadness, the happiness, and a ton of others.

The thing standing now in front of 2Bop3Bop was shocked. It stood awkwardly watching 2Bop3Bop for a moment before sitting down and staring at 2Bop3Bop for a couple seconds. It then reached out and touched 2Bop3Bop's face with one of its long fingers. It tilted 2Bop3Bop's head up so they made eye contact with each other. 

"It will get better, trust me." The thing whispered. This made 2Bop3Bop so happy that they grinned widely and threw their robot arms around the creature. 

The thing couldn't help but smile too, revealing its large pointed set of teeth again. 2Bop3Bop let go of the thing and spoke softly, "Thank you."

"I know how hard it is to be different. I've felt your pain before. No one accepts me because..Well...Reasons. But that doesn't matter. I've learned to live with the hate. You can call me The Rake. Or just Rake, if you'd like." The thing replied.

"It is very nice to meet you, Rake. I have been named 2Bop3Bop by my creators. Most people use my full name, but I would be fine with any nicknames you would prefer to address me by." 2Bop3Bop introduced themselves, happy for actual conversation after so long. 

"Okay, Bop. It's nice to meet you." 2Bop3Bop couldn't help but smile at the nickname The Rake had given him. It was cute. "I'm sorry, but I must be off. I have to return to my home. I have some..Things to take care of."

2Bop3Bop's expression showed his disappointment at this announcement. 

"It's okay, I can meet you in this same spot tomorrow. I'm sure you'd appreciate some company." The Rake gently touched 2Bop3Bop's face again before running off into the woods surrounding the lake that almost became the end of 2Bop3Bop.